They all call me the Outer God

Riya wondered if those giant moths, as experimental animals, were responsible for laying eggs.

Usually, these moths can automatically find hosts and deposit their eggs in their bodies. Groups of moths go out to hunt targets, which is probably the so-called "insect plague".

And the scene that appeared in the dream might just be the bad taste of some researchers. They have no facial features and are pure evil. They act like children tearing off the wings and limbs of butterflies and watching them twist their bodies slightly on the ground, without any signs or reasons.

"If nothing unexpected happens, those people are also White Mask believers."

"What kind of god can bring out such believers?"

For Endles, the Shining Sun is the spiritual pillar of most people and the supreme existence at the top of faith.

The White Mask dared to attack the statue of the Shining Sun. The Sun believers must hate them to the core.

As a half-believer of the Sun, Riya sincerely stood up for the blasphemous Shining Sun.

But there must be a reason why the White Mask Church has survived until now, so Riya had to try to use the power of the Sun to deal with them.

Of course, it would be great if they could get the sacrificial texts and statues of a certain god they believe in, but unfortunately their gods seem to change irregularly, which makes it difficult for Riya to determine the target.

"Let's try again."

Riya continued to make plans in his mind, and at the same time turned his head to reflect everything around him.

It didn't matter if he saw it, the miserable state of old Ilinte almost scared him.

The old man on the bed had completely lost his blood color, her eye sockets were sunken, her mouth was slightly open, and black blood oozed out of her seven orifices, staining the quilt and sheets.

There was still a large bottle of medicine left in the glass hanging bottle, but at this time, the infusion tube began to have blood backflow, and the blood almost occupied most of the infusion tube and was about to flow back into the intravenous drip pot.

Riya took off his gloves and felt her breath, and found that old Ilinte had completely stopped breathing.

She seemed to be dead.

Old Ilinte is dead?

"..."

Riya was stunned in place, his emotions were very complicated at this time, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

He felt an inexplicable confusion in his heart.

But the young man's external performance at this time was very normal, no different from usual.

From a third-person perspective, he stared at Ilinte for a few seconds and then skillfully reached out to pull the needle out of her hand, drained all the black blood and then put the needle back in.

Then, he used his tentacles to clean all the black blood on old Ilinte's face and bed, and then sat back in his seat.

He guessed that the dream catcher might be a meme that simulates dreams by swallowing dreams. Ilinte wanted to convey what she knew to Ria, and in order not to miss any details, she ate Ria's "dream".

But Ria's dream was harmful, and even though she knew this, she still insisted on taking dreams.

Riya's mind became confused again at this time. He waited for a long time in his seat until Bruna came back. When Dr. Bird's Beak saw Ilinte on the bed, he seemed to have discovered something and whispered to Riya: "She is not so easy to die."

"I know... Now we take turns. I have thought of a way to deal with the enemy in the dark."

Riya's last sentence seemed to have a special meaning.

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"Of course, patients with contamination disease are not so easy to die. I have always known this."

After saying that, he left the house again and walked to a dark place to silently count the mice that came to gather.

These mice were released by him to explore the traces of zombies. Riya always felt that there were still places where those disgusting flesh worms were produced. If they were not cleaned up, the zombies here would only increase in number and even begin to spread to the surrounding areas.

"Eleven, twelve, thirteen... nineteen."

"Five less!?" Riya found that the number of mice was wrong. Those mice that did not come back might have been killed by zombies.

They are very vigilant.

And the mice on this street are about the same size as cats, and they are usually not afraid of creatures like wild cats.

"Those things are still hiding at home and dare not come out, right?"

Riya laughed angrily, put on the bird-beak mask, took the group of mice to the street, and began to perform magic with these mice as the audience.

Even if he lost the audience, a person's performance is still a performance, not to mention that there are things watching him here.

Riya took off his hat and took out a pigeon from it. Soon, the pigeon flapped its wings twice and turned into a pile of poker cards.

"Ka!"

The cards were stopped in mid-air at the moment they fell to the ground. The mice, as the audience of the performance, also came forward to catch the cards. However, the moment they touched the cards, they disappeared.

The poker cards were scattered all over the ground one after another, and the original printing on the cards became faint. Within a second, they completely turned into mouse patterns.

Riya leaned over and picked them all up and put them back into the hat. He shook the hat vigorously a few times and poured out the mice in the hat again.

There were no other audiences for these magic shows, and it seemed that Ria was entertaining herself alone, but Ria was so absorbed in the performance that she seemed not to notice that a group of people were gathering around from all directions.

These people were the natives of the Zoramu neighborhood, and they seemed to be quite interested in Ria's performance.

Or maybe what the boss wrapped in cloth said before is true. There is a certain gap in the time when flying insects appear. During this time period, no flying insects will appear, so the indigenous people can come out of their homes to get some air.

It's just that Riya has never seen the so-called "insect plague".

He was immersed in the performance, and his performance was not affected by the crowd around him. Soon, more and more people gathered near Riya, and those people gradually formed an oval circle with him as the center.

The streets also became lively, and everyone applauded his performance. Most of them were young people, and there were also guys who looked extremely old, but they did not wrap themselves up as tightly as the previous boss.

The residents here, regardless of gender or age, are at an age where they are interested in novel things in every sense of the word.

They watched Riya's magic show with great interest, watching him conjure all kinds of strange things from the empty hat, and they all cheered.

At this time, Riya also threw a white dove into the sky. The dove flew around in the air and then flew back to land on his shoulder. People's shouts became more and more enthusiastic.

And unbeknownst to them, the feathers all over the pigeon's body were trembling. It felt like it had been watched by some kind of beast since it landed on Leah, but there was nothing around it.