They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 204
"Kercha, stay away."

After James finished speaking, he found that Riya was already standing more than ten meters away, and couldn't help but sigh at his escape speed.

"I'll ask about you later. What we have to consider now is, who are you?"

The second "you" obviously refers to Evander. Not long ago, the epidemic doctors discovered that someone had set up a trap here, and it took a lot of effort to break it.

They have never seen such a deception before. It seems that it does not belong to the patient, nor does it belong to the power of the mysterious object.

"I have been asked this question many times today, but I really don't know how to answer it, because I am just an ordinary human being, who else can I be?"

Evander still kept his hands raised in the air. James stared at his hands that were missing all the flesh and only had bones, and suddenly reached out and threw out several needles with scarlet liquid hidden inside.

The next moment, even Riya didn't see clearly how Evander did it, and the needles were caught in his hands.

"Blood... to doctors, blood is the dirtiest thing, because we never know what viruses or bacteria are in the blood."

Evander grabbed the needle with his bone-white hand, and then let go. The glass needle fell to the ground and shattered, and the blood inside began to corrode the surrounding floor.

"A bunch of quacks who are sick of everything they see."

"It sounds like you are very confident in your own strength, and you dare to talk to us like this."

"Of course, after all, unlike you monsters, I am a human being."

"This is so funny - kill him now!"

James suddenly turned into a dark black shadow of a giant crow and stepped forward, and the other beaked doctors followed closely behind.

"Hey-"

Riya seemed to hear the sound of a metal blade scraping, and a huge bloody crack appeared in the air, and the black shadows directly pressed Evander into it.

Then the cracks closed.

Riya stood there and stared at the place where they disappeared. She slowly looked down, and found a huge knife mark on the ground that was gradually shrinking, and black powdery matter floating above it, like dust in the sun.

"Did any of them use a knife?"

This question appeared in Riya's mind for a moment, and he continued to stay where he was for a moment, but there was no movement there again.

Maybe they felt that the damage caused by fighting here was immeasurable, so they ran to another dimension.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have believed that such power existed in the world."

He folded his hands and placed them on the top of the cane's handle.

There seemed to be a lot of conflict between the epidemic doctors and what Evander said. The epidemic doctors insisted on saving the patients, but they only saved some patients. This group of people were called disordered people and were protected by the epidemic doctors.

However, Evander wanted Riya to kill them, and even almost wiped out little Sval. To be honest, such an approach made Riya unable to trust him and fully believe anything he said.

The epidemic doctors looked very evil, and the camp division was very chaotic, but Riya could feel that they really wanted to cure the patients. They had their own personalities, hobbies and ideas.

"I need to make my own judgment ... and not be confused by so many different answers."

Ria held her head, which seemed to hurt again, but he felt better since he regained vision in one of his eyes and no longer used his golden eyes to see anything.

"Remember that performing memes can relieve pain. I have to make a deal with someone now." Thinking like this, Riya closed her eyes and relaxed for a while, then opened her eyes again and walked towards the banquet hall.

Everyone's dance party was still going on. They were bathed in the light and had no idea what horrific things had just happened. Many times, ignorance is a kind of happiness.

Gentlemen in black suits and ladies with extremely slender waists danced ballroom dances together. They rotated in the hall, and various skirts looked like blooming flowers. Different colors created a starry sky under the light. halo.

Riya's figure seemed to be out of tune with them. He walked alone among the group of dancers with a cane. The rhythm of his steps was not affected by the rhythm of the music in the slightest, as if he was an audience who was completely separated from the world.

Soon, the young man found the widow in black dress leaning against the wall.

"Guian, Kercha, I haven't seen you for a while. To be honest, you should go dancing with everyone. This is the social way that young people should experience."

Favroline's voice was soft and had a unique charm, and Riya chuckled: "Madam, I'm sorry that I can't dance, but I have something better to present to you."

"Something better?"

Favroline raised her long eyelashes, and the gray pupils at the bottom looked at Riya like a poisonous snake. Riya came closer and lowered her voice: "For the sake of my attending doctor, James Johnson, let us borrow Talk in one step.”

With that said, the two left the hall. Favroline held up her skirt and walked down the steps step by step. There was no one around here, and Riya could finally show off her new deal.

"There's something I've wanted to show you for a long time."

As he spoke, a huge gash suddenly opened in the skin of Riya's face, with a "tearing" sound, and those golden eyeballs were distributed on the edge of the gash.

From the crack, countless tentacles spewed out like iron worms. They closed and entangled in mid-air, became bloated, and then gradually took on new shapes.

Little Shivall stretched his wings with a swish, and Ria's wounds were quickly stitched up by the tentacles.

Witnessing this scene, Favroline was not very surprised. Maybe James had already greeted her.

"What are you going to show me?"

"Please watch the next performance."

Riya nodded to little Shivall, and it fell to the ground from mid-air, and then melted into a large piece of strange black mucus and began to spread, and the surface of the mucus had tentacles twisting and stretching from time to time.

After a while, the slime formed into a giant, grotesque hand.

Xiao Siwaer successfully vomited out the clown corpses he had collected previously. To be precise, they were mutated clown corpses.

Now this thing is affected by the pupils on the back of Leah's neck, turning it all gray, with dense eyeballs attached to it, turning randomly from time to time, and staring at people from time to time.

"Is this?" Favroline's expression finally showed a hint of discomfort.

"This is the Joker, you should know him well, and now he is dead."

"clown……"

Favroline's eyes widened slightly. Of course she knew who the clown was and understood the clown.

Her husband, the former Viscount, brought this man back inexplicably, saying that he was very satisfied with the clown's performance and that this man was very talented.

(End of this chapter)