[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste":3,"chapter-pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-77":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},687711,922,"Chapter 77: Did I Say You Could Leave?","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-77",77,"\u003Cp>With just a thought, Lu Ce pulled up his personal stat panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excluding equipment and other items, his raw stat points were nothing short of luxurious:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Strength: 30】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Speed: 15】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Agility (Coordination): 15】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Luck: 3】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Spirit: 3】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from Luck, which he had no clue what it even did and had never touched, all his other stats were far beyond the average player.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit’s upgrade ratio was pretty bad—1:10—so Lu Ce didn’t think it was worth the investment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the last horror mystery instance, he’d racked up quite a bit of Pain Points. Including scattered bits from earlier, he had over 40 now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the Wrath Mask, Lu Ce couldn’t be bothered with min-maxing. Since he was planning to really go at it with the guy, he decided to give himself a heavy boost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that in mind, he ramped up his Speed and Coordination in one go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Basically, he went all in!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget Strength for now. All in on Speed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He doubled his Speed stat directly using Pain Points!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know whether the thing hiding in the dark was human or ghost, another player or some game entity. But he was gonna drag it out into the open!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being toyed with like this was seriously pissing him off. While Beom In kept thinking he was narrowly escaping death, Lu Ce definitely didn’t feel the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his point of view, it was like some annoying rat kept dodging his attacks—and he still couldn’t catch it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every single failed strike only made his anger boil higher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beom In may not have stalled for long, but he’d definitely helped Lu Ce max out his Rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when he wore the Gluttony Mask, Lu Ce never wanted to eat anyone. But now? He actually wanted to eat someone alive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That ghostly thing was like it could teleport. The ability was impressive, sure—but it was incredibly irritating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, with his speed doubled, he felt like he had wind under his feet. His whole body felt lighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If before he could almost corner the target, now he was sure he could lock it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far off in the distance, Beom In was hiding and holding his breath, eyes locked on “Sin,” waiting for the next move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know why Lu Ce had stopped, but the bad feeling in his gut wouldn’t go away. It was like a thorn pressing into his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Lu Ce turned his head toward Beom In’s hiding spot. In that instant, it felt like their eyes met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beom In was sure he was still invisible, but that look... made him feel totally exposed. His heartbeat skipped a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Friend, you forgot to hold your breath.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wrath Mask twisted into a grin as it spoke toward Beom In’s position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear was like blood in the water—it gave everything away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beom In’s muscles instantly tensed, holding his breath, bracing himself for the next round of pursuit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lu Ce didn’t strike right away. He calmly adjusted his sleeves and walked a few steps in Beom In’s direction, speaking slowly and evenly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope you’re ready.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss just hit Phase Two.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beom In blinked, confused. What the hell did that mean? Why did it suddenly feel like this guy’s personality had changed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, without warning, Lu Ce’s calm footsteps burst into a sprint—no windup, no signs—he was instantly in front of Beom In.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Switch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beom In’s nerves had been tight the whole time. The moment Lu Ce moved, he already activated a switch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But something felt off—he had switched, yet the roaring wind from the charge was still brushing his face!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—That pale green mask had already arrived!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No time to wonder how—how he’d just switched and Lu Ce was already there—Beom In had to instantly switch again. Only then did he barely avoid death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce’s charge had been a pre-read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Driven by fear, Beom In always switched in the furthest direction from Lu Ce—at the widest escape angle possible. It gave him a greater sense of security.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that also made his movements predictable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Lu Ce’s first dash wasn’t even aimed at catching him. Once he got there, he stomped the floor and used the recoil to launch himself backward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, just as he moved, his beastlike instincts locked onto a nearby presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He missed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, Lu Ce’s arm shot out like an iron spike, slicing the air with a bloody streak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing in front of him, but fresh blood sprayed out, splashing across the already wrecked floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A painful, muffled grunt echoed in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beom In had been wounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t survive the third charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no delay, Lu Ce’s third reversal finally made contact. His hand clutched something solid, and in an instant, his five fingers dug deep into the opponent’s flesh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smashing through two nearby advertising boards, Lu Ce slammed his target brutally into the ground—completely overpowering any resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air shimmered and distorted. A figure gradually materialized—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beom In, who had spent all that time and effort hiding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough... cough!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sweetness surged up from Beom In’s chest and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. As expected from a pretty decent player—he didn’t die from that slam alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the instant he was caught, his mind went completely blank. Truly blank. Overwhelmed by a domineering, irrational force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wrath reduced Lu Ce’s own reasoning, but the mental pressure it exerted on others—especially opponents—was overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fear made him unable to think. The pain made him feel like his body was falling apart. It awakened something buried deep in his genes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially with the two of them now in a predator-over-prey posture...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a fear etched into his bones. The terror of being hunted, slaughtered, eaten...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beom In didn’t have time to process anything. Only one instinct screamed in his brain—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his hand, he pulled out his Exit Token.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as he did, a massive force grabbed his wrist. In a blink, it felt like his arm had been shoved into a hydraulic press. All sensation vanished in a wave of pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“AAAAAAHHHHH!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His scream tore through the air as immense pressure crushed his muscles and tendons. A horrible cracking sound rang out, and he couldn’t grip anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Exit Token had barely cleared his backpack when his fingers slipped—and it fell to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inches from his face was that terrifying pale green, grinning mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the rush.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did I say you could leave?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1089,"2026-06-02T09:03:27.233Z",1,"novelbin.me","872bd36b82f8dddd0309b07b15ff66927d9024a87bec7a5a8d54c46768c9b8ba","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-78","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-76",867,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-cover.jpg"]