They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 161 Let us praise Wu Mian!

"What I'm saying is true!"

"Nice last words, sir."

As soon as he finished speaking, Riya raised her hand and clicked her fingers up and down twice. The tentacles in the shadows of those people moved, piercing them directly and hanging on the tentacles.

They are all dead.

Riya carefully checked everyone's movements, and the feedback she got was that there was no movement.

well.

He took out a clean white cloth and wiped the blood on his hands and blade, then stuffed the cloth into someone's eyes.

After doing all this, Riya left the forest with little Shival contentedly. The journey went very smoothly. Although his performance did not suddenly make him Meme Seven, it was still a big gain.

The guidance of the sun is only a suggestion, and it does not mean that the interpretation will be successful. It all depends on your own luck.

At least that's what Riya thought.

A few hours later, he successfully walked out of Damira Forest. When he saw the scene outside, he took out his cane with relief and limped toward the club.

"You're hurt more than I thought."

A familiar voice appeared beside Riya. Riya's movements did not change, but she already knew who it was.

"Just get used to it. At least the size of the prey I caught is unprecedented... By the way, James."

"what?"

"I felt like I was about to faint. That guy slapped me so hard that my internal organs were almost broken. It should be said that he is my kind. Meme [-] is so powerful..."

As he spoke, Riya pushed her cane forward, and her body fell to the ground with a "pop" like a puppet that had lost its threads. It all happened so suddenly, as if she fell down on purpose.

James looked at him silently, and upon examination he found that the patient's internal organs were indeed badly damaged.

In other words, Riya was not faking it. He managed to get rid of the clown's mutated extraordinary creatures despite such injuries, escaped from the forest all the way, and has managed to hold on until now.

"How should I put it? If you can kill that kind of thing... you are more terrifying than it."

James approached Leah and lifted him up on his back. Little Swale wanted to attack midway, but was easily driven away by James.

"Go ahead and play, rude mythical creature."

"Ouch!? Ouchahhhhhh!"

Little Swale argued with him, but found that Dr. Beak had no intention of harming Ria, so he simply lay on top of Ria again, hesitantly turning his head and staring at James.

And their bodies soon turned into black mist, floating in the air.

A few minutes later, James sent Riya back to the club's residence and turned to look out the window - it was still cloudy outside.

"What happens next may be a big challenge for you. I wish you good luck, Kercha."

After saying that, he moved forward and disappeared.

……

On the streets, in the woods, under the houses——

A group of people without facial features gathered together again and began to chat about interesting things.

"Is there enough stuff?"

"As if that wasn't enough."

"How far is it?"

"I don't know. The appetite of those indescribable beings is like a bottomless pit. Who knows how much he will eat."

"It's not an option to continue like this... Hey, thinking is really difficult for me, why not give up thinking now and leave everything to instinct!"

"Good idea." The faceless men seemed to have discussed something extremely great. They hugged each other, high-fived each other, and then poured flammable liquid on each other.

"I can not wait any more."

"Do you think He will show up?"

"I don't know, I don't need to know, we just need to give up everything and leave everything to the leader to arrange it. By the way, aren't we the leader?

This is a real mess.

Thinking makes people crazy, so just give up thinking and leave everything to them -

We must know that you and I both love this world miserably! "

As they talked, a fire engulfed their bodies completely, making these people dance in the flames until all the water in their bodies was evaporated by the fire.

This kind of thing happens everywhere.

People saw them inexplicably starting to rush to their deaths. White mask cultists could be seen everywhere going to their deaths.

The deaths of these people had different appearances. Although it was not surprising that the white-masked believers did anything, their behavior still attracted great attention from the Order Association.

No one knows what they want to do. Anyone who wants to capture them alive will be killed first by them.

Every life that should have been alive died together, and the term "White Mask" was once pushed to the forefront, but their real leader is still missing.

On this day, Riya had a very unusual dream.

He dreamed that he was in a void, and the noise in his ears was like the noisy flute played by thousands of people, which made him have an unbearable headache.

A voice told him that the time for his priestly duties had come.

"What kind of priesthood can I have?" Ria didn't know much about it. This was his dream. Logically speaking, he could control it at will as long as he wanted.

Normal dreams can be ignored, but this time the noise was really irritating.

The next second, he waved his hand, and this strange dream disappeared. Before the dream was shattered, he turned around and saw a huge human head. The head was connected to the body of the beast. Everything around it was the wings of this creature.

The most important point is that he has no facial features at all and his face is flat.

"!"

Riya stood up suddenly, but Bucha touched his wound. For a moment, his brain shut down for a moment.

The gray-blue pupils slowly turned downward, and then the lenses reflected a pale thing.

This is a pure white mask. Ria doesn't understand why it appears in her hand, but the eyes on the back of her neck have never been so active.

Its pupils shrank and conveyed to him all the knowledge Ria wanted to know in a way that humans could understand.

"..."

After being exposed to such thoughts, Riya suddenly understood the purpose of what White Mask did.

"The white mask in my hand is what they sacrificed with the souls of all the members."

It is very difficult to offer sacrifices to a being without prayers, such as Riya, who refuses to offer sacrifices and does not recognize external prayers. He is completely free to choose to perform his duties or not, and no one can morally kidnap him.

But the White Masks paid enough price to break through this invisible rule. They tried to influence Riya's spirit, making him pay attention to their existence unintentionally, and then held a large-scale sacrifice in a special way.

The purpose of this sacrifice is to establish the transaction link between the two parties.

All sacrifices can be described as transactions.

Once established, it would be equivalent to Riya admitting his prayer, and also equivalent to him indirectly admitting his new name——

God without a face.

(End of this chapter)