They all call me the Outer God

The atmosphere here is extremely harmonious, without intrigue and fighting. It seems that at this moment, everyone is really just a tourist who comes here to play, and the aborigines are the hosts who warmly entertain them.

The aborigines even found a bunch of grass skirts and invited everyone to put them on to dance together. The green leaves were tied together by knots woven from green grass and some more slender and soft grass. There were all kinds of fresh flowers on top to decorate, and it smelled fragrant.

When people put it on to dance, it will be a multiple experience of vision and smell.

"My eyes..."

Riya saw a bunch of dark-skinned muscular men with stubble on their faces dancing hula. The dance posture was extremely graceful, and the gestures were fascinating.

Of course, those people may not be fascinated, but scared, but as the saying goes, which man has not dreamed of wearing women's clothes in his heart? Grass skirts were in short supply for a while.

Leah also saw Delos excitedly taking the grass skirt and trying to put it on, but he got angry because it was too small and he could only hang it on his head.

The crew advised him: "Captain, you can actually turn back into a human."

Delos: "I don't want to turn into a human. How can a human be as handsome as a squid? Don't you think squid is the most mysterious and handsome creature in the world?"

"No."

The crew thought so, but no one dared to say it out loud. They praised the captain against his will as the most handsome squid in the world, and Delos accepted the setting of putting grass skirts on his tentacles.

Before long, his eight tentacles were all covered with grass skirts. Then, as the musicians' rhythmic drums sounded, Delos waved his tentacles and began to twist his body around the fire.

The crew whispered.

"Do you think the boss's body turned white when he got close to the fire?"

"It smells a bit good."

"I'm hungry."

"Who has barbecue sauce..."

Everyone started to whisper, and some people were more relaxed. They took the grass skirt and went up to dance. During the dance, they had to prevent themselves from being blown away by the tentacles of a super-sized squid. After all, he was almost twisted into a dough twist.

"Want to dance with us?"

A crew member gave Riya a grass skirt, but Riya declined. He couldn't dance, and the hula dance didn't suit his style.

"If you insist..."

Riya wrapped the grass skirt around little Shival. Little Shival suddenly wore a coconut shell on his head and a grass skirt. He fluttered his wings and ran happily into the crowd. Everyone saw a big black creature suddenly jump over. Before they could see what it was, it had already run around the fire several times.

"Roar!" In order to shock everyone, little Shival turned into a lion and roared fiercely, but everyone laughed at it because it was a lion wearing a grass skirt.

Now, little Shival changed back, ran to Riya and curled up, and began to question his appearance.

"It's okay, it's handsome." Riya comforted it, and then she couldn't help laughing.

Little Shival puffed up his feathers and became a ball.

The bonfire party was still going on. Riya saw many people with strange shapes walking around with plates. They seemed very happy, but Riya always felt that there seemed to be something strange here.

It seemed that these things shouldn't be done at this time and in this situation, but the weirdest thing was not these.

A red-skinned woman hurried past Riya with a sad and hurried face. Now, Riya finally found out what was wrong.

The woman's eyes were red. She ran to the leader and cried about something. The leader drove her away with a fierce face. Then she went to find other people, but they were also not welcomed.

But those who had just shown their fierce faces to her raised their mouths again after she left the next second, as if the fierce faces just now were all illusions.

Riya waved at her from a distance. When she saw this scene, she felt like she saw a savior running towards her. Those who showed their fierce faces to her saw this scene and their faces changed slightly.

"＆$ # Λ'～＆ΣΕ!"

The woman quickly shouted an unclear sentence to Riya.

Riya frowned slightly. Seeing Riya's expression, the woman immediately changed to another language.

"Please save my child, my child, Qisha is missing!"

"What, the child is missing?"

The nearby crew members heard this news and immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at her.

"Have you looked carefully? Maybe it's just hiding to play hide-and-seek. Children like hide-and-seek."

"No, Qisha is a sensible child. She won't do such childish things!"

"Childish?" The crew member was puzzled. "Are you too strict with the child? Hide-and-seek is the most normal game for children. How can you say it's childish!"

"Anyway, I won't allow it!"

The woman was still shouting anxiously. Riya calmed her down: "Tell me slowly. Can I ask what your child looks like?"

"About this height, wearing a blue dress, black hair, and skin as red as mine, no, slightly lighter than mine--"

The woman stood there and gestured, even a little incoherent. Riya thought of the child who stood in front of her door and knocked on the door and handed her a note during the day.

She said it was dangerous here and left immediately.

And now, it was she who left.

"Did Qisha run to the beach?" A crew member suddenly said.

"What, beach!!"

The woman screamed harder and scratched her hair.

"No, it can't be the beach. Even if she dies, she can never go near the beach at this time -"

The natives also whispered.

"She said that Qisha disappeared. Where did Qisha go? Don't run to the beach. That stupid woman can't even look down on a little girl!"

"Chief, what should we do if Qisha really runs to the beach?"

"Run to the beach? If you run to the beach at this time, even if you come back, we won't accept her. Just treat that child as dead."

"What do you mean by treating her as dead?"

"I see many new faces among your crew. Some of you are here for the first time and may not be aware of the rules here."

The dance stopped.

"Once someone disobeys the advice and runs to the beach at night during this month, her return will bring disaster - she will kill everyone!"

"Is this the reason to let my child die in vain? Patriarch, you must have a way, right? Save my child! I wish she was playing hide and seek and hiding."

The woman's red face turned pale with fright in an instant.

So do Delos and the others know about this?

Riya observed the facial expressions of the members of the Delos. Most of them had solemn expressions. Some were so emotional that they cried while holding tissues. There was also Shamir, who had a weird smile on his face. When Riya looked at him, his His expression instantly turned sad.

Delos still has the same squid face, and no one can see the squid expression.

"Which of you can save my child? If you can save my child, I will do anything you want."

"Don't be embarrassed here. You don't know what everyone is doing. Anyone who comes here to disturb the atmosphere and make everyone unhappy is guilty!"

As he spoke, someone came up to grab the woman's shoulder. With a "swish" sound, a dark tentacle lay across the other person's body.

The crew members couldn't bear to see the woman's extremely sad look. Some people said that they would help the woman find her child. The child must be playing hide and seek somewhere on the island, but Delos shook his head.

He took off the grass skirt on the tentacles, and the two longest arms and legs twisted, closed, and then slowly separated.

A picture appeared in the center of the arm and foot. The picture was an almost black-purple sea with countless algae floating on the surface, completely polluting the ocean.

This kind of seaweed has a very short lifespan. It will grow wildly when it sees the moonlight and die in large numbers when it sees the sun. However, its seeds are protected by a special substance and the sunlight will not destroy their seeds.

The purple sea looks particularly magical, with a full moon floating above it, faintly glowing crimson in the night.

"It just happens to be this time..."

There will be a red moon on the beach tonight, and the sea is an absolute no-go zone.

Delos stopped the crew members who wanted to run out: "Being brave is not like being brave. The rules are the rules. No one can go to the beach tonight. If you find anyone coming back from the beach later, kill them immediately."

With that said, Delos put down his arms and legs, and the screen automatically disappeared.

The scene just now is about the prophet's ability to predict. When memes reach a certain level, the prophet's memes can not only see the future, but also the past.

The scene just shown was what Qisha had seen, but there was some unknown force that interfered with Delos' prophecy, preventing him from seeing more.

Riya's curiosity was successfully aroused: "What will happen if you go to the beach at this time?"

Delos advised him not to be curious: "This matter is very evil, and different from the ordinary extraordinary... This matter can almost be regarded as a supernatural event.

Because during this cycle, anyone who walks to the beach will disappear out of thin air. No matter how you look for it, it is useless. If that person comes back again, that person is no longer himself. He may become an undead, or be replaced by another person.

There are rumors on the island that all this is the curse of the undead, and those who are touched by the undead will be contaminated by the supernatural, or die directly and be assimilated. "

"Can't even you stop me?" Ria asked.

Delos smiled: "I'm just a little transcendent. I'm not a god. I can't take care of this kind of thing."

Everyone was immediately frightened and became more and more afraid of the missing child.

Riya thought for a while: "How about I go look for it?"

"You're going to the beach? You'd better be joking. Now, look up at the moon and see its color. Do you know what its current color means? The red moon is coming soon, and you don't know the red moon at all. The horror!”

"I think no one knows better than me."

Riya didn't lie. He and Hongyue were old friends. Although this kind of "friend" is an antonym, every time they met, there would always be a lot of unhappiness between them. Either you would die or I would live.

But not long ago, Riya got a scarf woven from spider silk from the spider god, Atrak Nakya. This thing is the embodiment of Atrak's love for Crimson, and he hopes Crimson can continue to accept it. In your own mind, continue to like Him.

As if it was to fulfill a friend's wish, Riya would go to the beach. He was also curious about what happened on the beach that made Delos so afraid.

He had made up his mind and insisted on going even if everyone tried to stop Riya. He hoped that they could believe in his strength. In addition, the note the child gave him during the day also made him very concerned.

Keesha said the island was dangerous, and the people on the island said the seaside was dangerous.

The truth, perhaps, can only be known by exploring it yourself.

In the end, Delos couldn't stand his soft and hard nagging, and chose to let Riya leave.

He said: "His strength is fine. He is obviously two levels lower than me, but he can fight me on par with swordsmanship... Although that kid didn't use a sword at all, what did he use - a cane."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Riya looked at Delos gratefully and found that his skin seemed to have been burned by the fire. After reminding him, he turned around and left with his cane, and little Shival also flapped his wings quickly.

"Roar!!!"

It turned into a giant dragon, grabbed Riya and jumped up, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Crack, crack——"

Shamir stared at the direction where Riya left, and kept sharpening the sticks in his hand. After sharpening the sticks, he cut his palm with the blade, and bright red blood dripped on the tips of the sticks.

And he quickly put away the sticks.

While no one noticed, he quietly left the place and followed from the direction where Leah left.

…

On the coast of Burnley Island, the surging waves rolled up dark purple seaweed and hit the sand, and also sent a group of marine creatures to the land.

Most of these creatures are shellfish. Originally, they would be a gift from the sea and loved by people, but if someone carefully observes those shellfish, they will find that their surface presents the appearance of human faces, and the facial features are very vivid. When the shellfish breathes, the mouth on the pattern will open and close up and down.

Their eyes grow on the edge of the shell, and a row of densely packed sesame-like particles are all their eyes. Of course, if these shellfish creatures feel that they can't see clearly, their eyes will quickly extend and extend out of the body.

On a pile of eye tubes, the eyes gradually expand and eventually grow into a pile of human eyes. Those eyes are too crowded together, and sometimes they also act as "legs", a group of eyeballs crawl forward in pupae.

Their eyesight is not very good. The faintest light can irritate them. Every time they are irritated, a bunch of purple bloodshot will appear in the whites of their eyes.

If you ignore these uncomfortable points, they are actually very delicious.

"Gu!"

Little Shival followed a scallop for a long time, watching the human face pattern behind the other party change from "joy" to "fear" and then to "crying".