They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 280 Swale’s Hunting Game
Upon hearing Riya's order, the mythical creature spread out its huge wings, and dense golden light spots under the wings flickered one after another.

If it were someone else who witnessed this scene, they might be so frightened that they would pee on the spot and not be able to walk a step.

But Riya thought it was okay. He had seen too many unsightly creatures, and Shival's appearance was far superior to them.

At least it's not disgusting when it looks like this, and according to some people's aesthetics, the dark mythical creature can even be called handsome.

It may not understand human words, but it can understand every command given by Ria. When it usually does nothing and listens to the host, it is also learning to understand the host's language.

"You can play a little longer. You have a whole night today for you to toss in the sea. If anyone finds you, you can leave them on the island first and wait for me to deal with them when I have time."

With that said, Riya found the reef group and leaned on one of the rocks. He placed his cane and top hat aside, closed his eyes and prepared to rest.

"Whoa-"

Swale flapped his giant wings and soared into the sky.

It flew several times in the air, then looked at Riya from a high place, and stared at it for a while before reluctantly leaving.

"call out--"

Swale leaned down from a height of several hundred meters and rushed directly into the sea, like a giant arrow. The moment it entered the sea, it did not make much splash, and even the sound was minimal.

But after entering the seabed, it was like a wolf that got into a herd of sheep, and began to look for extraordinary creatures to hunt. For those extraordinary creatures, Svaal was their nightmare tonight and the executioner in the ocean.

Most of them did not see the appearance of the mythical creature clearly. They only felt a golden light flash in front of their eyes. When they came back to their senses, their bodies had been torn into several sections, or they had been swallowed directly into the mouth of the giant creature.

That night, all the extraordinary creatures on the coast of Goti were dead and mutilated. The surviving extraordinary creatures moved overnight. What's more, fish extraordinary creatures desperately climbed ashore and almost evolved into amphibious creatures.

But the next second, a mythical creature appeared from behind it, bit it in one bite, stretched out its head and swallowed it like a bird swallowing a fish.

"Ugh——" Swale licked the corners of his mouth with his tongue, then raised his front paws and licked them, then turned his head to look in the direction of Riya.

Its pupils are needle-shaped, and a white film quickly covers them and then fades away, cleaning up the seawater above.

Swale felt that he had collected almost all the things he had collected, and no one had discovered his traces tonight. In the next second, he immediately left the sea and flew to a nearby tree to sharpen his claws.

After a few "pop, pop, pop" sounds, the big tree fell down, and the mythical creature returned to its host, walked around in a circle and lay down, with its head and tail just connected.

The next day.

When Riya woke up, she found that little Shival had returned to its original appearance. It squinted its eyes and shrank its neck, and its feathers were fluffy, rising and falling with its breathing.

Seeing this scene, Riya couldn't help but stretched out her cane and poked it. Little Swale suddenly opened his eyes and let out a "goo".

Normally, it doesn't need much sleep, but since staying with Riya for a long time, it has become accustomed to closing its eyes and resting at night.

Now, it is not angry when it wakes up suddenly, but happily shows the spoils of last night to its host.

Some of the bones of extraordinary creatures were turned into powder and put into containers. It said it was turned, but in fact it used its tentacles to smash the bones into powder from a distance, and then found several containers to put them in.Riya silently looked at the piles of bone meal placed in a row of containers in front of her, feeling that they looked very much like the ashes of some people.

Of course, in a certain sense, there is absolutely nothing wrong with this statement.

While it was still early, they used these ashes as raw materials and added more things, such as powdered pearls, oils, juices of certain plants, and other things.

When they were finished, Riya looked at them with satisfaction, as if she saw countless money waving to her.

"These things can treat skin diseases, but they cannot be taken orally. Oral administration is highly toxic."

"Believe me, those witches can't resist them."

As Ria spoke, he started a fire with the wood picked up by his tentacles on the ground, and after grilling a few sea fish for breakfast, he headed to the most famous tavern nearby, intending to make some money with his skills as a bartender. Extra money.

Before the tea party, Riya had no free days.

He stayed in the tavern to make drinks, chatting with the drinkers and asking for various information. When he had nothing to do, he would read books and learn all the knowledge he needed. After all, this time he was working as a "scholar" and "professor" The identity was invited by the witches.

Although this is just a pretense, if he really acts like he doesn't understand anything and it is inappropriate, Riya will feel that this is not in line with his personal cultivation.

As for when she is not reading, Ria will start thinking about how to play the [Werewolf] better.

Mr. Mentor once said that all clones of Hephaestus carry the werewolf meme. Whether the main meme or the secondary meme can be put aside for now, but the werewolf's ability is to change. With this ability, he can change into almost anything. thing.

Perhaps a more powerful werewolf can transform into inanimate objects, or even some unimaginable beings, possessing some of their abilities. If he wants to play a werewolf, Ria believes that he must delve into the things he wants to change.

He has to select a thing in advance to imitate. This kind of thing cannot be too macro. For example, the meme he played before cannot be regarded as "a thing".

"I have to focus on playing one thing and try not to change it midway, and this thing must exist in reality."

"Just in case, let's start with people first, but who is better to choose... Is there anyone I know very well and am familiar with the other person's abilities?"

Riya held a brass pen in her hand and carefully selected the target she wanted to imitate from what was written in her notebook.

Gradually, something suddenly flashed through his mind, and while he was distracted, the tip of the brass pen blurred out a large pool of ink on the page.

But Riya didn't pay attention to the half-dried ink at all. He closed the cover of the notebook with a snap, put away all his belongings, and then found the person in charge of the tavern.

The person in charge was a man with a beer belly wearing a cowboy hat and a stubble on his face. He also had a thick cigarette in his mouth. When he saw Riya coming to him, he sat up straight in the rocking chair and pressed the record on the table. stop.

"You came to me because you must have encountered some difficulties at work, Kercha."

Ria was very serious and responsible about his work, which impressed the person in charge of him. Moreover, within a few days of this young man being in the tavern, the number of guests in the tavern increased several times, and there was even a queue across the street.

(End of this chapter)