They all call me the Outer God

"Wow!" the children exclaimed, then took out the durians and prepared to throw them down the tree.

Little Siwaal suddenly became furious, and when no one was paying attention, he stretched out his tentacles behind them, then grabbed their clothes and threw them down.

It doesn't know what will happen if a durian hits its head, but it will definitely hit these people's butts with the durian.

In the end, it was the unlucky children who cried and said that they would never dare again, and then gnawed on the durians that had been dropped and cracked while crying.

The strong smell made the disorderly person in front turn around frequently, and finally couldn't help but curse.

"Who (Endles expletive) is eating shit!?"

"This is not shit, it is imported tropical fruit!"

Among the disordered people, the gap between rich and poor also exists. Some people who have never seen durian asked: "So what is the difference between it and shit?"

“Tastes better than shit.”

Several people argued, and finally they got together for a picnic for some reason, and everyone shared their hometown specialties. Of course, this was only limited to those owners of mysterious items that could be stored with them.

People who don't have that kind of thing are quite happy just sitting and waiting for others to distribute food.

The fact that they could be so leisurely here was inseparable from the suppression of Hephaestus and the others in the dreamland, and the light of the Angel of Life had a purifying effect on the source of the plague. Soon, they screamed and fell down one after another, turning into fly ash.

"Disinfect and disinfect, it's so dirty!" The witches sprayed magic potion on the fly ash, then took out the containers to collect them, probably hoping to study these things thoroughly and make new potions.

"It's rare that Hephaestus can come in handy." Riya leaned against the tree trunk, her body still very tired, but she felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart.

See, God is not incomprehensible.

The Angel of Life is still suspended in the sky, and the gears of God around him are constantly rotating, making a "click-click" sound. The steam generated by those gears lingers around His side, dyed bright and transparent by the crimson light.

The disorderly people were free and began to rest, chatting with familiar people or strangers. Someone spotted Alfin alone in the distance and pulled him over to have a picnic together.

Elfin felt a little guilty. After all, he was still an investigator. Although the association might kick him out or kill him directly after knowing the truth, and he was surrounded by disordered people. They had just fought against the source of the plague. The methods are not cruel.

Although these people thought that their methods were normal and nothing worthy of surprise, they were still too frightened by Alfin, who had just suffered from pollution syndrome.

Just now, someone even opened his stomach and used the hardened intestines as a whip. This is really appalling!

But in sharp contrast to this... they are all quite friendly.

The contrast was too great, making Alfin feel unreal.

For some reason, he suddenly looked at Riya beside the tree, and then he realized that the young man was just staying under the shadow of the tree, looking at them all with a smile, and then asked little Shivall to play with everyone.

Even though he was accompanied by mythical creatures, his figure seemed so lonely.

"Gu?"

Little Shival turned his head and looked at Riya, and found that the host had lowered his head and closed his eyes.

The red light in the sky was even worse. The angel did not agree with Riya's approach, but now that all the epidemic doctors were dead, it would take time to recover. During this period, no one could stop Riya at all.

His consciousness sank into darkness, where a spider seemed to have been waiting for a long time to lead him to the dreamland.

"Lord Godhead, Madam has successfully restrained the plague. As long as you devour him, the authority of the plague will completely belong to you."

"I still prefer you to call me Trade, or call me by my name."

"I'm not qualified to call you by your first name."

The spider crawled and led Ria through a rather long way.

At this time, the bound Plague seemed to feel something, and his body moved, but was strangled even more tightly by the spider webs, which almost cut off his bones.

"I see, this is your plan."

Plague lay on the ground and sneered: "You trapped me just to use your godhead to take away my authority."

"Not only that, He can even take away all the authority from the four of you."

Serge praised: "The Godhead is really a very convenient thing, isn't it? As long as it is used properly, there is even hope that the prophecy of the Book of Revelation can be reversed."

"But have you ever considered that He might be using you too?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as our Lord is happy, His happiness reduces the risk of losing control, so making Him happy is the most important thing.

You see, we use each other, He is happy and I am happy, we are all happy, only you are unhappy.

To be honest, you are a bit out of place.

But...it makes me even more happy to think that you will be angry because of this, even incompetent rage. "

Hephaestus understands the art of language very well, and also knows how to speak to make people angry, while the Night Demon on the side is responsible for intimidation, making the knight unable to even move.

After a moment, he turned his head and stared to the side.

【The Godhead is coming】

Serge also followed his gaze, and then he saw a young man walking from the end of the road with a cane and a top hat on his head. His pace was unhurried, and his monocle reflected the colors of everything in front of him. miniature.

The pupils behind the lenses are pure gold.

"It's incredible, it's really incredible."

Serge: "It seems that my Lord came here well prepared this time, and even gave his body to the Godhead."

Plague could not help but ask: "Isn't the Lord you are talking about the Godhead?"

"Of course not, I have said that the Godhead is just a useful item. I value the consciousness more than the Godhead."

"Let me tell you an interesting story. A long time ago, my original body specially selected many souls for today and threw them together. Those souls were corrupted and devoured each other, and the one who survived in the end would become the thinking of the Godhead."

"And now this one is a survivor of that time. Isn't it incredible? Among those souls, there are not only people and beasts, but also extraordinary people. creatures, but the soul of [man] survived. "

"Some people say that humans are very fragile, but I don't think so. I think they really have infinite possibilities. In the entire universe, it is difficult to find a group that is smarter and stupider than them.

Personally, I admire humans very much. Observing them always makes me feel endless fun, so there are so many humans in the avatar of the original body. "

Riya continued to walk towards the Plague Knight who was unable to move on the ground. His current thinking was very strange. It seemed that he was acting only on instinct, and it seemed that he could understand everything thoroughly, but if he thought deeply about those things that were understood, he would get nothing and become confused.

When he stood completely in front of the Plague Knight, Riya discovered that the size of this knight was even larger than what he normally saw, and his head alone was half as long as himself.

Moreover, He is a real god, and it is not easy to obtain His authority.

But when the godhead devoured the source of the plague, it did steal a small part of the plague authority.

[Then, let's repeat the operation at that time]

Riya touched the helmet of Plague, and a rolling black fog appeared in the sky of the Dreamland for the first time in a long time. Soon, something behind the fog seemed to cast a gaze in this direction, and Riya's body became increasingly faded.

"Are you trying to show the form of a mythical creature here!?"

Not only Plague Knight, but also Serge, Night Demon, and Atlak were frightened by Riya's madness. Once the mythical creature really appeared here, at least 60% of the surface species in the Dreamland could be extinct.

And after the consciousness of those species disappears, if they are lucky enough to wake up in reality, they will probably become vegetative or foolish.

And this is only based on the fact that Riya is currently only Meme 5.

"You are more desperate than I thought--"

The Plague Knight gnashed his teeth, but suddenly, he laughed: "But I was waiting for this moment. Why can I only allow the Godhead to devour my authority, but I can't devour you? Who gave you the courage to stand in front of me now?"

A crack suddenly appeared on the mouth of his helmet, and the hidden skull opened its mouth, and something like a black hole appeared in his mouth. Obviously, Plague gave up consuming physical strength after finding that it was difficult to break free in a short time.

He began to figure out what Hephaestgetu meant, and then came up with this method.

In his opinion, Leah would come here sooner or later, and he would take advantage of the time when they were all arrogant enough to think that their plan was perfect, and devour the Godhead in reverse.

"Arrogance will eventually become a weapon to kill all of you."

The suction of the black hole was even stronger. Leah almost instantly created a huge wall in front of him to block his mouth, but unexpectedly, the wall was like suddenly entering a crusher, and was easily sucked into the knight's mouth.

The Night Demon clenched his claws and smashed the Plague's head. Leah also reacted quickly. He waved his hand to summon countless tentacles to fall from the black fog, and smashed the knight's body into the ground.

Suddenly, countless gravel and spider silk were sucked into the black hole, and the cliff, which was not solid to begin with, finally collapsed.

Everyone fell to the bottom together. The Night Demon quickly flapped his huge wings and looked up at the sky. He found that the black fog had gradually become lighter, and countless golden light spots on it cast a gaze at this side.

But his image should not be like this. It can only mean that the appearance of the mythical creature was interrupted.

"Swish!"

The Night Demon swooped down.

...

Leah only felt that his body was very painful. He didn't know where he was now. It was estimated that he fell to the bottom of the cliff and fell into a horrible state.

Obviously, the previous injuries had not healed completely, and now there were new injuries. Sometimes it was really a terrible thing not to die.

But now he was glad that he was still alive. He still had things to do. He hadn't got the power of the plague yet, so he couldn't stay here.

Just as he was about to use the werewolf's ability to transform into other creatures to carry out activities, a white light suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Snap!"

I don't know who turned on the light, and Leah suddenly found himself lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by patients with strange diseases.

The doctor who turned on the light was wearing a protective suit, wrapped himself in three layers inside and outside, and looked at the patients lying on the bed, and asked vigilantly: "Is anyone alive today? Raise your hand if you are still alive."

Leah suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into an ordinary dream again, and he didn't know why it was at this time.

But he still raised his hand: "Doctor, what's wrong with us?"

"You have a terminal disease that is contagious. Unfortunately, there is no way to cure this disease, at least not now."

"So the people next to me..."

"Yes, they are all dead. You are lucky and can hold on for a while longer."

Soon, the doctors carried out the dead patients, and a new batch of patients soon came in.

Everyone's symptoms were different, but they all looked desperate.

Riya asked them: "What disease do you have?"

"I don't know."

"When did you get sick?"

They didn't know either.

The ward fell into a strange silence for a while. Someone kept coughing, and coughed up black and red blood, which stained the white sheets and floors.

It looked very shocking.

Someone finally looked at Leah and said, "Do you want us to die?"

Leah was very surprised: "Why should I want you to die?"

"Someone released the virus and uncovered the plague curse, so the Plague Knight punished humans, and countless people were killed and injured.

But we are innocent, why do we have to endure these sufferings in vain...

If there really are gods in the world, will He really have mercy on us?"

Leah: "Probably not."

"If the Plague Knight is not destroyed, we can't get real health, and humans will always live in His shadow."

The patient lowered his head: "It would be great if He died."

"He will definitely die."

"I think it will be us who will die."

All of them suddenly looked at Leah in unison.

"You want to devour the power of the plague, you are the new Plague Knight, you are our new source of hatred."

"You will spread the pollution and kill us, kill all of us, do you still want to return to your original hometown? Do you want to kill us!? Aren't so many parallel time and space as dreams enough to be your experimental material reference standard!?"

The tone of those people became worse and worse, which gave Riya a headache.

He patted his head, and a large number of twisted tentacles sprang out of the shadows and pierced the heads of those people. Suddenly, Riya felt much more peaceful.

"You want to influence me with just this little trick, Lord Knight really doesn't understand me at all."

"What does their life and death have to do with me? I have killed countless of these people, and I don't care about thousands or tens of thousands more."

"As for the ending, I won't bother you, old man, you should hand over the power to me and retire."

As he said, the dream suddenly broke, and the real Plague Knight had opened his mouth towards him. If it weren't for Atlak blocking him, I'm afraid he would be swallowed soon.