They all call me the Outer God

Chapter 571 The Price of Self

"Our investigators spent a lot of money to eliminate all its activity characteristics and brought it back. In the end, they found that the main reason for the extraordinary creature to be in a [zombie] state was a small, undetectable piece of meat in its abdomen."

"After research, it was found that the meat came from the product of their previous summoning ritual, the original incarnation."

"And now, we have to explain a terrible fact, sir." Dr. Jack's face became more and more depressed. He also raised his head at this time and looked at the arm that seemed to still have life characteristics after being soaked in the solution.

That is...

"The meat gene taken from the body of the Xiagai demon insect is 99.99% consistent with the gene we extracted from this arm, or even higher."

"I think we all know what this means."

"He was once a complete human being." Evander said as if he was verifying.

"Yes, of course! There is no doubt about that."

Jack put down the file in his hand, his expression became more serious: "But it is no longer the case now."

"The body was originally human, and the soul contained in it was also human, but the soul that came later gradually eroded the body, and finally completely replaced it, transforming it into the genes of a mythical creature."

"Although I am reluctant to admit it, I still have to say this in the spirit of scientific rigor, Mr. Evander.

Have you ever considered that after your student resurrected from the dead, the person occupying his body has actually always been the consciousness of a mythical creature, but He himself never knew this ? "

"And the reason why this mythical creature was chosen to possess the original godhood and be able to exert its power is because it was originally his thing."

Speaking of this, Dr. Jack's voice began to tremble: "He is an alien god, an enemy of mankind."

"And not only humans, but also the original, which is shared by humans and gods..."

"Bang!!!"

When he said those words, Evander, who was originally staying quietly in the same place, suddenly had a sharp look in his eyes. His figure quickly pounced on Jack, and then stretched out his hand to pinch his neck and press him against the wall. He could easily kill this man without even using force.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

Dr. Jack kept coughing, and Evander's eyes were almost cruel: "If I hear such words from any of you again, I will kill all of you."

"Even so, I have to say-" Dr. Jack's glasses fell off his face, and his hair was messy, and he was really embarrassed, "He is not your student, your real student is gone!"

"You are very courageous and courageous-"

"Yes, he is gone, so what?" Evander asked hoarsely.

He has always known that the soul inside Ria is different from the original one, and the original Ria has died long ago, but after contacting him, Evander still chose to treat them as the same person.

The personalities of these two people are very similar, and the current Ria may be the only "relic" left by the past Ria.

"He is willing to trust you and give up his arm because he wants to stand on the side of humans. If even you betray him, who else can he trust?"

"I hope you can use your rusty waste brains to think carefully at this time.

The reason why I am still standing here and communicating with you is because Leah regards you as an ally, but once you choose to be his enemy, I will instantly unlock all the containment here and kill all of you.

Anyone can choose to betray him, but I will not. I will always support and trust him unconditionally, no matter what position he stands in or what identity he has.

So do you understand, idiots?

During the time I am still in the Order Association, you'd better think clearly about what you should and shouldn't do, and then keep praying that he still cares about your life and death."

After saying this, Evander threw Dr. Jack aside like throwing away garbage, returned to the room where he was originally contained, and then restored the barrier in it and changed into the posture of a mythical creature to sleep.

It was as if nothing had happened before.

He left, and the remaining researchers looked at each other.

"...What should we do?"

"What should we do, what else can we do?" Dr. Jack stood up from the ground, holding his neck, and coughed non-stop while holding the instrument closest to him.

"Do you think this is something we can intervene in? Let them solve the evil gods' affairs themselves, and we are only responsible for doing our job as scientists."

"But since we have discovered the true identity of that person, the purpose of the disaster star is obvious.

He wants to awaken the original. Now part of the power of the disaster star is hidden in the body of the original consciousness. The degree of danger is no less than setting fire to the gunpowder barrel."

Dr. Jack and Dr. Nasir looked at each other and understood the emotions in each other's eyes.

"Increase the monitoring of the power of the gods, and report any new movements as soon as possible."

"Yes! Sir!!!"

...

Riya was still surrounded by a bunch of rabbits in the theater.

Many of the rabbits were him, but they were not him. He felt that his consciousness was cut into many parts, and each part had its own personality.

Maybe Nyarlathotep wanted him to see more than just rabbits. He was using rabbits to tell other things.

And this matter is very likely closely related to yourself.

He watched patiently and found that these rabbits gradually split into three groups in the process of contacting the rabbits that split from them.

The close group, the neutral group, and the opposition group.

The close group wanted him to stay in the theater forever, the neutral group was responsible for monitoring his every move, and two extreme elements appeared in the opposition group.

One wanted to kill him and replace him, and the other denied the split rabbit and wanted the original complete rabbit to return.

But no matter which side they were, they praised him, but at the same time they were deeply afraid of him.

[Do you understand what we are performing, friend?]

The narrator asked Ria again, and before Ria could answer, it cleared all the scenes and actors and began to tell Ria a story that was very extreme for him.

It was also at this time that golden eyes flashed violently in the darkness on all sides, but the narrator ignored it.

[You should know that there is a rule in the universe. Old things will be replaced by new things. Everything will be replaced. In this process, even God cannot be eternal]

[And the one who makes all this happen is the ruler who controls the rules of the universe. He is older than the stars and higher than eternity. He is the measure of all things and the scale of all things]

Speaking of this, the narrator's voice revealed a bit of pride.

[He is my father, my friend, my creator, the creator who is called the blind and foolish god and the original god]

[In the entire universe, He is also the god who can understand my will the most, indulge me the most, and is most willing to create more chaos for me to entertain me]

Riya heard that Nyarlathotep's tone became more and more weird and nostalgic when he recalled.

[He created the nameless mist and three pillars, and two of the pillars combined to give birth to the blasphemous twins, who in turn gave birth to all things]

[He is a true creator, a ruler we absolutely support, but when it comes to rules, He is cold and inhumane. In order to establish a new universe, He can instantly erase His creations and re-support them, re-creating identical, younger things]

[For Him, everything in the universe except Himself can be abandoned and replaced]

[So the old gods who were unwilling to die launched a war against the original gods]

In Nyarlathotep's brief narration, Leah seemed to have seen the bloody battles between the gods, from love and support to mutual enmity, and the three factions launched an endless war.

As for the result of the war of gods? It's obvious.

Azathoth dragged the old gods into a long sleep with a gloomy and strong hatred. He began to support the new gods in his dreams, but due to the obstruction of the old gods, it was almost impossible to become a new god.

In order to prevent the original from waking up and destroying everything, Nyarlathotep's soul spontaneously built an absolutely dark palace for it. They played flutes around the palace and brought nightmares to the original one after another.

As for why the original became blind and stupid, it was all because Nyarlathotep used his authority to split his consciousness and cast it into countless worlds in the universe.

His sealed body became an empty shell.

The close faction among them is trying to stabilize its separated consciousness and make it feel a sense of belonging to each world, while the neutral faction is monitoring it.

As for the opposition, they still have the method of killing the original or supporting a new "original" to make themselves completely unfettered and eternal.

The extremists in the opposition are probably the evil Outer Gods like Ghroth who absolutely supports the original, tries his best to make his consciousness return or disappear, and then wipe out all the old gods in the universe (excluding himself).

[So do you understand, my friend, how much effort I have put in to stabilize your consciousness? I even cast countless clones to prevent you from feeling bored with the world. I hope you still have fun playing with these toys]

[Happy or not, kill them if you don’t like them, and keep them if you like them]

“…”

Riya opened her mouth and found that her mind was blank, and she couldn’t even speak now.

After a long time, Riya heard her voice tremble slightly, which was not like her own voice.

“Why tell me this?”

[Because this is what you want to know, my friend, you want to know yourself, and this is your self]

Nyarlathotep’s voice was very happy, as if he had been preparing for this day for a long time.

[Hasn’t anyone told you that the so-called truth is a curse in a sense? 】

【The so-called homeland you exist in is made up of dreams, they are all fictitious, maybe even your current situation is】

【Hahahahahahahahahahahaha——】

His laughter is getting louder and louder.

【Isn't it interesting, friend? Since you said to me that you don't care about the cost, then my wish is to invite you to participate in my new script - a script with the world as the stage】

【Your identity will be revealed, you will see the fear of the world, you will experience the feeling of being alone and helpless against the world, you will eventually endure loneliness, stay in the false dream and find that you can't do anything about anything】

【In the end, you have only two choices】

【Accept the fate of the end of the world and let your consciousness die, or wake up and return to the original throne】

[Whether it is the road, I, the dedicated screenwriter, have already planned the route for you. I am different from those gods. I don't care about the fate of the world and myself. I just want to make myself happy]

[This is the meaning of my birth, and it is also the result of "your" indulgence]

[You will like it, after all, you are the one who dotes on me the most]

Countless tentacles came from all directions, entangled Riya intimately and stickily, like a poor moth imprisoned in the web of fate.

Their slightly granular bodies slid on the surface of Riya's body, shackled his limbs and entangled his arms and fingers. They swayed happily, inviting the young man around them to dance a dance that could not be refused.

In it, Riya only experienced the creepy, crazy and twisted control desire of the creeping chaos.

[I used the method of separating your consciousness to stabilize the old gods, making them feel that they can have a peaceful and stable time. On the other hand, I collected your consciousness again without telling any gods and stuffed it back into the godhead, waiting for the day when you return]

[My Lord, my father, believe me, everything is my best arrangement for you]

[Since awakening is your wish, we can present it in a more exciting way]

[By the way, do you still like the flute I played for you? ]

A tentacle slowly curled up and covered Leah's eyes.

[How about we play another song now? ]

Everything is a script arranged by him, becoming chess pieces for his entertainment. Even those struggling clones are lightly called "disposable toys" by him.

He treats the world as a game.

When those tentacles danced around Leah like puppets, the golden eyes in the darkness became more and more obvious.

The noisy flute music sounded.

The golden pupils were also spinning frantically, making a "sizzling" sound, the pupils contracted and expanded rapidly, and the murderous intent and jealousy in the eyes were so strong that they could be materialized.

"I am... fake."

His past was fake.

"I am not human..."

He was one of the original split consciousnesses, and now he was the only one who survived among the aggregated consciousnesses.

That only means that he can now fully represent the real original.

This is simply horrifying.

If he is the original consciousness, then every dream he has ever had can represent the real world, and he really killed his "parents" countless times in it.

He was also the one who was gradually cutting off his retreat and forcing himself into a dead end.

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