They all call me the Outer God

"Pah", the long-dormant black chess piece ate the white chess piece on the board, and it fell heavily from the table and fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

Riya showed a harmless expression: "Teacher, the victory is determined."

"I'm really sorry, I seem to have won accidentally."

This is also unavoidable. No one would have thought that in the end, it was the plug-in outside the field that suddenly came on the stage and ate the opponent's king.

Evander stared at the fragments of the white chess piece on the ground in silence: "Your ambition is greater than I thought. From the beginning, you have been planning the trend of the game. It seems that every step of forbearance is to break through the enemy's final delusion in one fell swoop like now."

"The chess is like the person. I don't believe you didn't expect this step."

"You are too kind. I will take this as you are praising me and Swar for having a tacit understanding."

Riya waved his hand to put away the game model, but his movements in the next second suddenly stiffened, and his expression became subtle.

He found himself trapped in the same place, unable to move, and at this time, a pattern like a key and a door was engraved on his shadow without knowing when.

"What do you mean?"

"Kelcha, you are not a child anymore. You don't really believe that anyone in the world will really calm down and play games with you."

"I have been thinking seriously about the issue we discussed not long ago. It is true that you were right before. I really need that godhead. With the godhead, I have the possibility of advancing to Meme Zero."

"As for you... Although I don't want to hurt you, it is not a wise choice to keep you awake."

Evander walked behind Riya and stretched out his hand to condense a pitch-black blade.

"Next, I will seal you, and your consciousness will fall into an endless dream and no longer be troubled by reality. This is the last thing a teacher can do for his students..."

"Puff", the sword blade that cut through iron like mud pierced Riya's heart. Riya moved his eyes in disbelief and stared at the tip of the sword in front of his chest.

"He won't do that."

"Are you talking about that hypocritical Evander? Don't worry, I will send you to meet him next."

The dark runes quickly extended outward from the gap in Riya's heart, covering him like a black net. Riya was about to lose all consciousness, but at this moment, a white light flashed, and those runes were "chopped" abruptly.

With a "rip", someone tore the space here, as simple as opening a can. Then, this person walked in, wearing a white mask, but the mask was not blank. In the center of the mask, a huge golden vertical eye pattern ran through it from top to bottom.

"Ah, didn't I find it? My luck is always good, I hit the target with one shot."

"Rhine, now is not the time to be happy."

"Shouldn't I be happy? Now we have a half-meme angel besieging a half-crippled angel, it's easy to fight."

The two figures completely emerged from behind the door. The person following the young man named Rhine, wearing a blue-black gradient noble scholar's clothing, attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.

His blue-black clothes are as deep as the night sky, and the corners of his clothes flutter with his movements, which is both mysterious and full of a bit of weirdness. The exquisite tailoring outlines his tall figure, and the collar and cuffs of his robe are cleverly decorated with golden silk threads.

What is more eye-catching is his long silver-white hair, which flows on his shoulders like a silver waterfall, and against such silver hair, the man's face is particularly clear.

The man had a high nose bridge and tightly closed lips. Just standing there, he looked like a silent statue. The next second, he stretched out his left hand and tore another space, and directly took out a long sickle from it.

"Long time no see, my body."

The mentor greeted Black Evander and turned his head to look at Lia. At that moment, Lia saw him frowning: "My student doesn't seem to be having fun here with you."

"Unhappy? He was having fun playing with me, but I didn't expect this man to say that he would never call you over, but he sent a signal to you with his backhand."

"Why, he complained to you, do you want to avenge him?"

Black Evander held the long sword and was extremely cautious when facing the mentor. He was not afraid of a one-on-one fight with his other half, provided that there was no one else here.

And now, the people around the mentor gave him a very bad feeling. The breath of this person was very familiar, but he just lost his impression of this person.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the masked man next to the mentor is also an angel of Meme One.

"Complain, are you kidding? Riya is a good kid who never complains on his own initiative. Now we show up, we just found out your coordinates..."

The mentor said slowly, and Riya suddenly spoke at an inappropriate time, interrupting what He was going to say next: "Teacher, I'm in so much pain... He has been bullying me here, and he wants to seal me..."

"You!!!" Before Black Evander could say the second word, he was hit by Riya, who "never complains on his own initiative". In an instant, the sharp blades that were enough to tear through time and space came one after another, forcing Him to retreat and loosen the restraint on Riya.

It was also at this moment that Riya directly grasped the sword blade at his chest and pushed it back violently. With a "clang", it fell from his chest to the ground, making a crisp sound.

He didn't look like he was in unbearable pain at all now.

The mentor walked up to Riya and healed all his injuries. If his consciousness was worn out, the consequences would be serious.

And the man in front of him dared to treat his students like this. Even if they both came from the same origin, the mentor would not forgive the other self's style.

"You'd better pray to the door now. You are tough enough. You know, without a brain, you are nothing."

The mentor's huge sickle blade passed across the ground without making any sound. The extremely hard ground was cut open like cheese.

It is conceivable that if this thing cuts on flesh and blood, it is definitely not as simple as talking.

His killing intention is close to reality, but Rhine on the side pulled Riya to stand far away to avoid being affected.

When Riya looked at him, he suddenly found that the other party seemed to be looking at him, with a smile in his tone.

"It's been a long time since we last met. I wonder if the busy man still remembers my old friend."

"You are..." Riya really couldn't remember who this was. This may have something to do with the loss of consciousness.

"Let me give you a hint. When natural disasters approach and humans are powerless to resist, we will have to take action from behind the scenes to save the situation."