They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 292
"Did you like the tea party I held? Originally I wanted to turn all the witches into 'me', but unfortunately, I am in desperate need of an audience to appreciate my masterpiece.

So I chose you. Are you surprised?But don't get too excited - after all, I just pick people at random, and you happen to be the lucky one. "

Ria smiled and sat down on the table. The empty teapot fell aside and the teacup rolled to the ground. Thanks to the lawn acting as a buffer, it did not break immediately.

“Ultimately, finally, the result of the last, I mean, meeting that just ended a few minutes ago was:
'We' are going to find the first knight, and 'we' are going to tell the Order everything they want to know.

In the end, it was up to 'us' to sacrifice ourselves in exchange for some information about that fool Sun. "

"You said...are we quite dedicated? As for who this 'we' is, isn't it obvious?"

Everyone laughed muffledly, seeming to unconditionally agree with every word he said.

"Hephaestus!" Winnie gritted her teeth, wanting to twitch and skin the person in front of her, but she couldn't find the target she should twitch and skin.

This person's consciousness is like an unsolvable curse, which is completely helpless.

In fact, she wronged Hephaestus this time, because the consciousness had always been attached to the body of the previous mental patient, squatting on the ground and counting mushrooms.

And everything that happened next, without exception, was done by Riya using the authority of the Faceless God.

Ria could do the same thing as Hephaestus, and throw all the blame on him. The difference was whether he thought about it or not. Now he could even directly accuse a mentally ill patient of completely disappearing consciousness.

In order to perform, Riya would use any means necessary. Even so, using the power of Faceless would consume too much of his own physical strength and he would not be able to sustain it for long.

"So this is what it feels like to have the power to influence others... You really took great pains to give me your authority before."

Riya looked at the patient with a smile, watching his rather helpless expression at this time.

That look seemed to say: "You have finished all the lines and things I want to say, then I will say something next."

Riya's behavior was too different from before. Such a contrast even made the clone start to wonder whether the Riya in front of him was real, or whether he was also a clone made by the original body.

As expected of the new Faceless God, even many clones were dumbfounded by such a method. At this moment, Riya stood here, and no one could tell the difference between him and Hephaestus.

The clone himself has to wonder if he is fake, and the person in front of him is the real one.

"..."

The real clone stood up and took a few steps towards Riya in a daze, with tears dripping down his face.

He staggered as he walked, and suddenly the man began to laugh wildly and inappropriately.

The laughter was like cheering for discovering a wonderful drama, cheering like seeing a special prize drawn in a lottery, and like the extreme joy of suddenly discovering your favorite game when you were too bored.

He turned to look at the only audience member present - that poor girl was almost scared out of her idiot memes.

"Isn't it surprising? This person can always bring us new surprises. This is what a god we believe in should be like - there is no reason why we choose him."

Compared with those gods who have no thoughts and just sleep every day, Riya is much more interesting. This is one of the reasons why those clones go to him to "play" when they have nothing to do.

"How do you manage to be more like your true self than me? You even feel some physical discomfort like me, and want to kill you right in front of you... Just kidding, I'm a little surprised that you can have such a method in Meme Six. I can’t tell you anymore.” “You are just an idiot, what kind of insights can you have?”

Riya said disdainfully: "What is it like to be the main body? Why do you still complain when your avatar is not assigned to the main body? Why don't you reflect on yourself.

There is no need for the useless clone to exist. You might as well let me swallow it. Then I will definitely kill the real Hephaestus together with you. Then I will be the main body! "

He said in front of the clone that only other clones could exist, which made the doubts in the current clone's mind grow bigger and bigger.

The clone stared at his face: "You should be Riya Kercha. No, when did the main body give you a new consciousness?"

"There is no need to tell you that your mission has been completed and is no longer useful.

Furthermore, when do we need your consent if we want to kill you?
Making me feel happy is the most important thing, isn't it? "

Leah tapped the ground with her silver-handled cane, and tens of thousands of tentacles condensed into tentacles to engulf it, from which came wailing and the harsh sound of flesh being corroded.

After a while, a tentacle rolled up some coins and stretched out in front of Riya, and Riya reached out to catch it.

All the money was brought by that person. If you wanted to kill them, you would need to take the money away in advance, which would be a bit troublesome.

At this time, the thing handed over by the dark tentacles was not only coins but also a meme card. Riya took a casual look and found that this person was an idiot with meme nine.

"I knew he really liked idiots as always... Besides, this clone doesn't seem to be very rich."

"When will they collectively become rich?"

Riya put the things away, and then watched the creature in front of her mutate into an extraordinary creature. Before it could grow up, little Shivall turned into a giant dragon and swallowed it directly.

After doing this, it turned back into tentacles and retracted into the shadows.

And Riya didn't have much time. The witch tea party was indeed started by them. It was just when it was about to end that Riya decided to control all of them. At this time, Riya had to start to admire Hephaestus. .

Controlling others was far more difficult than he imagined, and at this time, his mind was constantly echoing with the messy voices and thoughts and memories of many people.

Ria must not be affected by them in the meantime, and cannot let the party possessed by consciousness suddenly have independent thoughts and kill people indiscriminately.

"This is probably Hephaestus's weakness. It's easier to deal with if you have a weakness."

Ria couldn't help but feel happy about his victory this time, but then, he couldn't help but think of the Plague Knight.

Hephaestus did not lie. Those clones were indeed constantly looking for the Plague Knights, but it was hard to say whether the purpose was to quell the disaster or to add fuel to the fire.

Believers are something that is better to be in short supply than in excess. At the same time, they are also a sharp double-edged sword.

Riya knew that she was no match for them now, and if she couldn't beat them, she could only join temporarily.

(End of this chapter)