They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 243 I like disasters

It can't save everyone.

"I see!"

In the consciousness space within the giant tree, the monster's shadow suddenly pierced the twisting and hissing tentacles with its nails.

"I know what you are playing, Riya Kercha. You want to confuse me and make me think that the mythical creature is disguising you. In fact, there is no need at all.

The two of you are one individual, indistinguishable from each other. It can even be said to be a split in your consciousness, so it was actually you who was dealing with me just now, right? "

"But it's so pitiful that you just allowed yourself to fall out of the human category, without even retaining what a human should look like. In a sense, you were really successfully parasitized by a mythical creature."

"Gu..."

These tentacles continued to twist, and the crimson phantom showed a look of pity again. It wanted to touch them, but after touching one of the tentacles, it suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The color of these tentacles quickly fades into a starry sky-like color, and some nebulae can even be glimpsed floating slowly.

Then, those tentacles disappeared completely, and the surrounding area was completely reduced to a starry sky-like realm.

Evander stood in the air and looked at the crimson shadow: "It's not easy to lead you here."

"The summoning ritual performed by Bucklowey causes the summoned object to be infected with the personality of the caster, so I was wondering if I could use the same method to deceive you.

I'll let Riya and Swale serve as bait to cover up the red moon, so that you can set your sights on them first, and then I'll give you a surprise from behind. "

"Now that's enough of a surprise!"

"call!!!"

He took out a huge scythe from his back and waved the blade in mid-air without saying a word. The scythe immediately cut the crimson threads, plus the 28 arms of the crimson shadow.

Its eyes grew scarlet: "You don't smell right...you are the key -"

"Now is not the time for you to speak. Normally you can speak, but now that you have Hephaestus's personality, I can't even imagine what I will hear from your mouth."

"Hahahahahaha, you hate him so much. To be honest, I didn't expect to see you here. The investigator who was once held at the top by people was a god-like existence among humans.

Even you are like this now. Do you want to kill me with your current posture? "

"If you don't try, how will you know that I can't do it? When I became an investigator, I was looked down upon by everyone, but now I can still look down on you.

You are just a polluted projection that is not even a red moon clone. You cannot even inherit his will independently. You can only sadly change your personality according to the character of the summoner. What is so arrogant about it. "

"The wanton ant!"

"An ant can also bring down God!"

Evander picked up the scythe and rushed in front of the phantom. The silver blade drew a perfect arc in mid-air and went straight to the phantom's neck. He quickly dodged, but his limbs were still cut off by the sickle more than a dozen times.

Every swing of the scythe harvested Crimson Shadow's flesh and blood as if cutting crops, but Crimson suddenly didn't resist as if he had discovered something interesting, and just looked at Evander's face with interest.

"You are consuming your own life. This scythe can no longer maintain its physical form. It is very laborious for you just to stand now... I am very curious as to why you are working so hard."

"Desperately? This is just a consciousness. It's not a big deal if I can use it to make you disappear."

"Charlie, Charlie, you are the person who loves freedom the most. It is hard to imagine that these words can be heard from you who have been locked in a cage all day without seeing the light of day and finally escaped with great difficulty.

If this consciousness disappears, you will be imprisoned by the group of people you hate most for how many years. Don't you know this in your heart? "Of course I know." "

"Then what do you mean? Don't tell me you are doing it for Riya Kercha."

"So what, they are my students. As mentors, shouldn't they set an example for their students and pave the way forward?"

Evander once had many students, but these people betrayed, abandoned, and died. Gradually, the name of his mentor has become a laughing stock in the eyes of some people.

But when Evander met Riya, he felt that he was different from those students. Riya seemed to like to deceive others, but in fact he would not do anything too outrageous to his friends, and even liked to do things for others. Intend.

And Riya is very similar to her younger self, so Evander wants to take a gamble. Anyway, if you live too long, many things will become boring.

He wanted to see how far this young man could go and whether he could fulfill his promise and rescue himself from the dark cage.

"For this reason, it doesn't matter even if this consciousness disappears... He is already miserable enough, but he still wants to fulfill his duty as a guard. This behavior can be fatal if it goes wrong.

Understanding the meaning of guarding does not necessarily require personal experience. I want to show this child what the highest value of guarding is.

I will guard him and all of Endres, just as I did before. "

Nothing teaches better than hands-on practice.

Evander recalled some past stories. His eyes were calm for a moment, but the shadow quickly broke the illusion: "What happened after that do you need me to remind you again?"

"I know very well what happened next. If the original body is revived, those people will suffer the consequences."

"It's a pity that most of the people before are already dead."

"It doesn't matter, I have the ability to pull them out and kill them thousands of times, and even make them go through countless death cycles, but now...it's you who should die."

As he spoke, Evander raised his scythe and slashed at Crimson with all his strength. The blade broke through the void and even caused the entire space to vibrate. The phantom blocked countless arms in front of him and annihilated them all as expected. into ashes.

At this time, there was no emotion on its face, only a supercilious indifference. It looked at Evander as if he was just a poor guy working hard in vain, no different from other creatures.

This is probably the original face of God.

[You still make the same mistakes...Charlie, you actually have high hopes for human beings]

Its next words are obscure and incomprehensible, not like human language at all, and humans cannot use any words to describe the way the sound is produced and the distribution of bytes.

Just listening to them can make you want to light a fire and burn yourself to death, and you can't wait to commit suicide on the spot.

[The birth of the mythical creature...is not controlled by me at all...I just...helped it to come]

[That thing...unknown]

【disaster】

【He is disaster】

【…】

【But I... like disasters】

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!"

(End of this chapter)