They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 227 Provocation
"Then what do you want me to say? That we should be regarded as heretics and sent to the cross and burned to ashes immediately. Come on, I'm most annoyed by those rules and regulations that seem to be flawed."

"All systems are built on the basis of consolidating the rights of some people. Endles is such a sad place..."

Evander said something else, but Riya was no longer interested in listening anymore. He went to rest when he was a little sleepy. After eating, he went to bed without any worries. This kind of life was really greedy and satisfying.

In the following period, Riya accepted various detective tasks to exercise her abilities and earn extra money.

During this period, he also encountered incidents related to extraordinary creatures, but now he has roughly learned how to use his abilities correctly.

The three children were taken away by the association, and they were told that their animal parts would be removed and their deformed bones would be reconstructed. Kallivan and the others were also sent to carry out other tasks.

A few days flew by.

three days later.

Riya was walking on the street of Taladomar Street when she had an intuition that someone was following her.

He quietly led the other person to a remote path covered with creepers. The person watched Riya turn around the corner, but when he got closer, he found that the target he was following had disappeared.

A faint voice sounded from behind him: "Are you looking for me?"

The stalker felt a chill at the back of his head, and immediately realized that he had been discovered, and the other party was pointing a gun at the back of his head. It seemed that if he made even the slightest move, his head would be exploded into fireworks by bullets.

"Don't be so nervous. I don't mean any harm. I'm just here to give you a ticket."

"What admission ticket?" Ria pressed the gun forward again, but the man sighed.

"Sure enough, you two still have fundamental differences...

You are much worse than you were before you lost your memory. At the very least, his words would destroy me at this moment. "

After saying that, he suddenly stretched out his hand and threw a round object from his cuffs and hit it on the ground. Translucent blue smoke suddenly flooded out. Riya smelled the pungent smell and noticed something, and her brain became extremely painful.

He covered his head and took a few steps back with eyes wide open. He watched the person in front of him turn his head with a sly smile on his face. It was a completely unfamiliar face.

The thing that was smashed was a mysterious item, but it was not a poison or drug, but a disposable item used for treatment.

Riya's brain was restored. At that moment, after he regained his memory, the murderous intent in his eyes was unconcealed, like a poisonous snake that had been awakened. However, that look only appeared for a moment. The next second, the person in front of him was in front of him. His face exploded into a bloody mist.

"Is this the so-called admission ticket?"

At the critical moment, countless tentacles formed a barrier in front of him to prevent him from being affected by the blood mist. However, Riya's desire to kill could not be vented and was suppressed.

In the center of the pile of blood foam he found a ticket in a box, with the words "Welcome to Bucklowe Circus" written above it.

"They came to restore my memory inexplicably. It was clear that they wanted to interfere with my interpretation process. How did they know that I had lost my memory? Could it be that they have been monitoring this street...

Ah, I almost forgot that their leader most likely has the prophet meme. "

Riya looked at the admission ticket in his hand, tore it into pieces and threw it on the ground. Then the thing automatically recovered and ran into his hand as expected.

"And what do you mean, I am so much worse than I was before I lost my memory. Isn't this behavior too low-end if you want to sow discord with my consciousness?" No matter what Riya becomes, he is still him. It is absolutely impossible He starts to be self-hostile because of interference from others. After all, Riya thinks that he is a typical individualist, and he will not be hostile to himself if he is hostile to anyone.

"No matter what, anyone who ruins my meme-making process is a scourge.

It seems that this so-called circus has been targeting me for a while, and they just took advantage of Evander's absence today to attack me, but they don't dare to act too rashly yet.

After all, this place is too close to the detective agency, and the detective may appear at any time. "

The circus sent people to deliver tickets to Riya, and even blew up a person on the spot to create a "wonderful" effect, which meant that this person was the gift box for the tickets.

But Riya was not frightened by this thing at all. He felt that these people's performances were a bit boring——

He felt that the circus might as well find someone to stuff it with money and blow it up, so that when he saw the money, he might even say something nice about the circus.

"As the leader of the circus, Bucklowe confuses patients and uses them as performance tools. Is it because he is looking for me now because I am also a patient and their troupe is short of people?"

Meme-wise, Leah has the magician meme, which is really suitable for working in the circus, but he has no desire to join that crappy circus.

This invitation was purely a scam. As long as he went there, something would happen, but he couldn't lose the ticket in his hand.

In desperation, Ria could only tear off half of the skin of her arm, tightly wrap the admission ticket, then throw it aside, casually draw an abyss sacrifice formation on the ground and sacrifice it and the pile of blood mist To the abyss.

"The nightmare that arises from the depths of the freezing abyss,

In the endless sea of ​​darkness,
The god of fertility who fell to the ground without any remains,

The hurricane swallows up all the unclean life,

The abyss brings eternal life..."

The young man recited a prayer mantra, took out a bottle of violet wine mixed with water from the tentacles, and sprinkled it on the ground.

"Your loyal servant is always terrified, disturbing your sweet dreams, and offering you new sacrifices. I hope you will be satisfied and protect your servant's performance."

As he spoke, Riya opened his eyes and recited the numbers silently in his mind. He was observing whether the abyss reacted.

Time passed minute by minute, and when the number fifteen was read, the sacrificial array suddenly emitted a frightening luster like the ripples of the black sea, swallowing up everything on the ground without a trace.

At this moment, Riya knew that her sacrifice was successful.

The success rate of his sacrifices has always been very high, even if he does not rely on Shivall's feathers. This is probably because he always sacrifices things that ordinary people don't expect, plus the special influence of his own golden eyes.

And the most valuable thing is that after the sacrifice of that ticket, no new tickets appeared.

Ria looked at his skinless arm. Many tentacles snaked along it like blood vessels, gradually covering the entire arm and slowly repairing his injuries, including those golden eyes.

When they looked into Ria's own eyes, both sides saw each other's helplessness.

(End of this chapter)