They all call me the Outer God

But at a certain moment, the man half-opened his eyes unconsciously, and the light gold was mixed with a bit of evil and chaotic scarlet.

Ghroth's consciousness has left, but a trace of divine power has not dissipated. This aura of destruction, chaos and ferociousness is the best manifestation of the pure divine power that still exists.

It will not leave on its own, but is attached to Leah's spiritual body like a bone and maggot. As long as this thing is still in Leah's body, Ghroth can still find him quickly.

Of course, this is also a choice. It is Riya's choice not to expel him completely.

He needs to leave this divine power behind. After being promoted to Meme 2, it will not be difficult to suppress Leah with his own will. Gherroth does not have much divine power left in the world. Most of it relies on the divine power of the shining sun. The few remaining powers belong to Himself.

Without this thing as a reference, it would be difficult for people to feel the trajectory of Gehroth's activities after his consciousness left. He might be able to use this to find Leah, but why can't Leah follow this divine power to prevent disasters? Star surveillance.

Now that the faith of Glorious Rising Sun has been given to Gherroth, he can always get a share of his divine power if he keeps it. Even if he completely expels this divine power, what should come will always come.

One day, the disaster star will definitely revive completely, and no one will be spared from the apocalypse, but before that day comes, there is no harm in stealing Gherroth's identity.

[Become the rising sun—become the disaster star]

A qualified actor should be able to fully play anything, even humans, even gods.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Little Shivall stared at the sleeping Riya, his pupils shrunk to the shape of needlepoints. After a long time, it found that those divine powers did not cause a riot, so it slowly stretched out its tentacles and rolled up the quilt to cover the host, and then rolled up Riya and the quilt together. Go to bed.

After doing this, it stared at Riya to make sure he was asleep before sneaking to the bathroom and starting to practice his emotions in front of the mirror.

Although it doesn't know why Riya wants to practice this, it must have its own reason for doing so. In order to remind Riya not to forget humanity in the future, little Shivall will try to make himself more human than any mythical creature.

"Ouch!"

It smiled in front of the mirror, and the corners of its mouth were almost split to the back of its head, revealing a mouth full of throats and sharp teeth. There were also some scattered glowing eyes in the mouth.

Very perfect!

Look, what a perfect and amiable smile, what a healing expression, it is simply a masterpiece.

The mythical creature watching all this slowly narrowed its eyes and moved around in circles. Then, it turned back to look in the direction of Ria. The dark mist around it squirmed and absorbed all the light in the room, and all the light touched it. The black fog will disappear.

The ominous mist filled the room and enveloped Riya's body everywhere, allowing him to enjoy an absolutely peaceful sleep. Riya's fingers moved slightly, and the warm and depressing touch on the surface of his skin gave him A feeling of déjà vu.

It's like returning to the mother's body, but also like...

His consciousness continued to sink.

When I woke up again, it was already the morning three days later. There was a sumptuous breakfast on the table. The bread was toasted until it was crispy and fragrant. There were fried bacon, medium-rare steaks and cherry tomatoes on top, and they were densely sprinkled with Thick layer of cheese.

Next to it was a plate of fried potato cubes sprinkled with baked beans, a steaming cup of fragrant tea, and a plate of black pudding seasoned with pig's blood, flour and pepper.

"Is this breakfast delivered by the hotel?"

Riya got up and stretched, then opened the curtains and let the sunlight pour in.

He felt that his condition was as good as ever, and little Shival stayed at the table and confirmed what Riya had just thought. Those people knocked on the door every day to deliver food, and every time little Shivar imitated Riya's voice and said that he didn't need it. .

Only today did it let those people bring the things in. Of course, they just asked them to put the things at the door. Maybe the staff would also notice something strange in the room, but they couldn't say anything without enough evidence. .

Even if necessary, little Swale can solve all these troubles.

It solved a few this morning.

"Gu."

Little Shivall stretched out a tentacle and stabbed it into his head, and then pulled out a pure white mask with no facial features.

"Is this the mask of Hephaestus?"

Little Swale nodded, and then pointed in the direction of the door. Riya opened the door, only to find a large pool of scarlet blood on the ground.

Without having to think too hard, Ria could probably figure out what was going on.

The group of Hephaestus finally couldn't resist the temptation of Riya's words, and chose to cooperate with him. The white mask they sent was sincerity, and it also showed that they had recognized Riya as a true member of their kind.

Maybe, this group of people wanted to hold a grand welcome banquet for Ria, and then blocked the door in party hats early in the morning, and were swallowed by little Swale, got out and threw it on the roadside.

There was even a note in the middle of the mask. Riya fumbled for a moment, pulled out the note and scanned it slowly——

"Dear Mr. Ria!"

It's a very ugly and messy word.

"Seeing the words is like seeing us. I am very happy that our cooperation can finally make substantial progress. God knows how long we have been waiting for this day. You are willing to advance and retreat with us. We have common ideals and goals. This is simply heaven. Big good thing.

Since you want to see our true self, we are of course happy to help you realize your wish. As for the reward... we don't need part of the true self you said, we need to know the whole thing.

We are eager for everything He said He wants to do.

We are at your disposal, and you are willing to help us. This deal is fair, great trade master. This mask is a mysterious item that can shield the perception of the gods. Take it with you when you go to that country. It will automatically record everything, and you must bring it back intact.

Of course, this mask once belonged to the faceless god, and it is most appropriate to give it to you. Those natives will naturally be willing to help you when they see this thing. I wish you a safe journey. As for us... we will not follow you back. Everyone has their own life, their own wife, children, husband and lover, and I hope you can understand this.

To our best friend Lia Kercha.

Yours, friends and fanatics. "

"What is written here-so many wrong words and grammatical errors. "

Riya couldn't help but complain inwardly. The content of the letter seemed so messy at first glance that she couldn't understand or read it at all. It took Riya a long time to translate it. These people seemed to be very keen on showing off their mixed talent and cultural heritage of multiple languages. They could write a sentence with words from eight countries.