They all call me the Outer God

"Those poor lambs are so stupid. Often with just a little guidance, they can do a lot of things that even we don't expect and give us endless surprises.

It's so cute, isn't it? "

"You don't even have to pretend now?"

"Why are you pretending? Even if I reprimand them for being stupid in front of them, what can they say? After all, they are a group of beings who can pray for the Great Judgment Day to come sooner when facing the Great Judgment Day.

Even if I say these words in front of them, they will only be grateful for the mercy and greatness of our Lord.

Haha, of course, there is nothing greater than the sun, light, or fire. "

He raised the scale in his left hand and the sword in his right hand: "What you call the Lord of Trade is just incomplete authority stuffed into a human body. Don't forget, His current body is just a human being.

Human beings simply cannot play the role of divine authority.

Just assuming this identity is physically and mentally draining for humans, let alone having to bear the authority of the Faceless Ones. "

"But I'm different. I'm a god. I can absorb and utilize them better, and I can also avoid those risks."

The plague laughed, and soon, the inspired creatures opened their eyes one after another, and they whispered the name of the father in unison.

[Great Messenger, Great Joy, Great Father]

[We accept your millions of favors and wait for the arrival of chaos]

Serge's expression finally changed a little at this time. He had heard the responses of those believers. All clones could hear their messages, but what was different from the current situation was that the clones never responded to them.

Someone pretended to be a faceless god and called them, which made Serge feel a long-lost anger. At this time, Nodens attacked him desperately.

"Old guy, it seems that either you die or I die today."

He couldn't wait to find an outlet, and as soon as he said these words, a golden cobra-headed scepter appeared in his hand. The snake's eyes were the most precious rubies, and an ancient eye pattern was carved on the top of its head.

Buckley has always worshiped eyes. People believe in the Eye of Horus, which symbolizes the "sun" and "moon" and also represents wisdom and insight.

As soon as the scepter came out, the Black Pharaoh's temperament suddenly changed, as if he became a king exuding a dark temperament in an instant.

His scepter pointed at Nodens, and the voice in his mouth seemed to echo in all directions.

【Kneel down】

As soon as these words came out, Nodens actually had the slightest idea of ​​surrendering. He was immediately horrified. You must know that the current Serge is just Meme 3. There is no reason for him to be forced to be like this.

The Black Pharaoh alone exuded such a strong sense of oppression, but the Night Demon in the sky had not taken action at all.

Nodens roared angrily and recovered from the pressure. He pointed at Serge: "You can completely prevent the arrival of your followers, but why do you let them go?"

"You are not qualified to know."

The Black Pharaoh's scepter glowed golden: "Since you like my followers so much, I will give you more -"

"Do you want to..."

"not good!"

Norden's eyes widened immediately. He discovered that the bodies of the dead extraordinary creatures around him quickly shriveled up after being exposed to the strange light. It seemed that something had hollowed out their internal organs in an instant and turned them into mummies.

The next second, these mummified creatures stood up one after another, all looking at the Plague Knight.

At this time, the believers in the dreamland also arrived one after another. They saw three incarnations of Nyarlathotep here at once, and they all praised the behavior of their master.

No matter how irrational His behavior may be, it is still interesting and reasonable to believers.

【Praise the Father! 】

The "resurrected" mummies also knelt down in a large area, and dry and hoarse sounds came from their throats.

【Praise the Father! 】

Nodens stared at the ground, his hands already ready to move. It was rare to see so many Nyarlathotep believers gathered. All he needed to do was give them a small blow, and all those believers would be annihilated.

But just when he was about to do this, the Black Pharaoh's attack had already reached him, and the Night Demon also opened his mouth, and black flames rose in his mouth.

In an instant, Nodens took precautions and covered his body with his robe. He thought that the attacks of the two incarnations did not hit him, but went straight down towards the loyal believers.

"What are you doing!?" He suddenly became even more angry, and his hair and beard were almost on fire.

Serge was expressionless: "These guys can't even tell the difference between real and fake, so there's no need to keep them."

"Today they can gather for an insignificant person, but tomorrow they dare to target me directly."

Those believers on the ground suddenly became more excited when they saw the attacks of the Black Pharaoh and Night Demon coming.

Some people even stood up and began to sing mass at the top of their lungs. The believers danced and held each other's hands or other limbs.

Behold, the Lord has come to kill them.

At this moment, their lives have reached the peak of value.

The plague turns a blind eye to this. Anyway, these are not His believers, and their death has nothing to do with Him. But with so many creatures gathering here and dying, isn't it the perfect place to spread the plague?

"You are just asking for your own destruction."

He glanced at the feather weight on the scale and said, "God said that all people should return to the arms of the Lord."

"boom------"

Along with the roaring sound, the extremely dazzling white light spread rapidly, and everyone closed their eyes.

When the white light went out, countless extraordinary creatures on the ground had all turned into bones. The bones piled up into mountains, which looked spectacular and terrifying.

The knight felt a little regretful. After all, he did not expect that the abilities of the Black Pharaoh and the Night Demon could actually decompose all flesh and blood, making it impossible for him to use his methods.

He was no longer in the mood to play with those people anymore, and swung his sword to cut off the head of the tired Atrak. He squatted down and grabbed Atrak's hair: "Madam, it's time for me to leave here. Otherwise, your head may be in danger.”

Atlach blinked his eight pupils: "Do I look like a creature that will die just because it loses its head?"

"It doesn't seem right, so I'm going to eat your head now so that you can never recover."

As he spoke, He opened his mouth again.

Atrak's expression changed slightly. He knew how powerful the person in front of him was. If he was really eaten by him, it would be very troublesome.

In reality, there are still those plague doctors, and the Plague Knight cannot kill them all. As long as he dares to show up, those plague doctors will not let him go.

So Atrak compromised.

"I'm so sorry, Black Pharaoh, I didn't expect that I would be greedy for life and afraid of death."

"Bang!"

Serge hit Nodens on the waist with his scepter. He looked at him holding his waist and whining in pain. He had no time to pay attention to what was going on at Atrak.

The Night Demon is just floating there and flapping its wings. Maybe it has not found a body to attach to, so it is not fully awake at all. Now it can only do some activities within its power in the dreamland.

Seeing this, the Plague Knight held his head high: "Let me get out of here."

"Okay, but you need to put my head back on my body first."

Plague took it back without hesitation. He did not think that Atracnakoa could pose any threat to him, and the moment the head returned, Atrac fell silent.

He said: "My philosophy is different from that of Fu Xing Chaos. I just hope that you will not attack Dreamland again, and that you will not come back here again after you leave."

"I swear to the rising sun, this is a knight's oath."

"Thank you."

Atlach walked to the top of the withered bones, while Plague followed behind him, witnessing with his own eyes that Atlach opened a door to space.

"Leave quickly, I will drag those two incarnations here."

"Wise choice, I'm impressed with you all over again, ma'am."

As he spoke, He passed through the door of space, and the door gradually faded away.

But at the moment it disappeared, several dark tentacles appeared from behind the door, tearing open the door in an instant and making it disappear completely.

The Plague Knights were left behind.

"..."

Plague stared in disbelief at the tentacles that suddenly appeared on his body. He tried to cut off these things, but no matter how hard he struggled, those things seemed to be parasitic in his soul, cutting off more and more.

"Click - click -"

There seemed to be countless tentacles sprouting from his face, leaking out from the gaps in his eyes and gradually cracking his helmet.

"What's going on!?"

Atrak was shocked: "Mr. Plague Knight, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't be afraid, I will come to rescue you right away."

"I'll come to rescue you right away..."

His eyes flashed with a faint green light, and he backed away as he spoke, obviously without any intention of saving Him.

At this time, those tentacles had completely broken the plague's helmet, and the originally strong helmet was shattered into pieces on the ground. He immediately drew his sword and cut off the tentacles, and then suddenly at a certain moment, he caught a glimpse of his own reflection on the sword.

His current face was that of Riya Kercha, and the person in the reflection was smiling kindly at him, as if it was just a nod when meeting a friend, but Plague instantly grasped the hilt of the sword and pointed the tip of the sword towards him. Accurate yourself.

"No way, he can't be alive!"

"Nordens, Nordens!"

Nodens covered his waist and arrived in front of the Plague Knight in an instant: "Messenger."

"Quickly, help me get rid of these damn tentacles."

"yes!"

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand, a soft white light emitted from his hand, and the tentacles also flinched a bit after touching the white light.

Plague's expression eased, but soon he discovered that those tentacles were growing even more rapidly, and he wished he could turn his entire body, including the horse, into new tentacles.

"Nordens!!!"

"I'm already working hard, Messenger!"

Nodens gritted his teeth even more, but his efforts seemed to have no effect at all: "Mr. Messenger, these things seem to be the limbs of mythical creatures."

"What kind of mythical creature, Riya Kercha has been swallowed by me, how can it have the independent consciousness to become a mythical creature."

"This thing is a parasitic creature in his soul. Its consciousness is a mutated part of Kercha's consciousness. In other words, if you swallow him, it is equivalent to swallowing this thing into his soul as well."

"I have never seen such a mythical creature. What qualifications does it have to parasitize me? Nodens, get rid of it!"

"yes!"

Nodens took the sword from Plague and was about to kill those things, but at this time, he was also completely swallowed up by those tentacles that suddenly grew wildly.

"Useless old guy!"

Plague cursed inwardly. He didn't expect that even Nodens was no match for the mythical creature. Maybe this person had slept in the dreamland for too long and lost a lot of power, or maybe it was just because He was stupid.

But no matter what, those tentacles had already wrapped around Nodens' body frantically. After a while, there was no movement over there.

Plague thought He was dead, but at this time, a very slight laugh sounded, and the figure slowly sat up, and the Night Demon landed with the Black Pharaoh, and the three surrounded Plague.

"Nodens...you!?"

"Ah, you don't really think you can wake up the King of the Great Abyss, you lied to you, He is still sleeping in."

"Nodens" smiled, and his face quickly turned blank, and then quickly turned into another look.

He was just a clone of Hephisgetu. It was really hard for him to pretend to fight the Black Pharaoh for so long.

Plague became more and more puzzled, but after being puzzled, he was extremely angry. He didn't expect that they would dare to team up to play tricks on him.

"But even so, do you think you can defeat me?"

"You don't think you can really devour the godhead..."

"You beasts!"

Plague continued to pick up the long sword and cut those crazy growing tentacles. He soon became flustered because those tentacles had begun to affect his activities. Even when he was about to cut off a tentacle on his face, the other tentacles grabbed the long sword.

"Crack!!!"

"Bang!"

The blade was changed in direction by him, and Plague's head was cut off directly.

At this time, his face was still full of disbelief.

[No]

For God, the head is harmless, but this behavior of Hephaestus still completely angered Plague.

He suddenly tore off those tentacles with force, and in an instant, the white mist evolved into a new head again, with a white bone helmet attached to it.

"You really pissed me off."

He roared. Serge didn't take it seriously at first, but the next second, he suddenly found that Plague was singing to the shining sun.

"Get out of the way!"

They quickly dispersed, and at this time, a huge sun-rising altar appeared on the ground.

He had privileges, so it was not necessary to pray to the sun.

"What a hopeless group of people."

Plague looked at the angry face of the head on the ground, and suddenly grabbed the head's hair and lifted it up.

"You asked for it."

The knight grabbed the head that once belonged to him with his tentacles and rode on the white horse, holding the head high, and below was a mountain of bones covered with countless corpses.

Runes like centipedes crawled all over the bones, forming an incomparable huge altar around.