They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 333 It's Dark, Please Close Your Eyes

"My Lord, if you have found yourself, congratulations, you can start killing other personalities until only your own consciousness is left in this body.

But be careful, if the abyss revives next, it will come to obliterate your consciousness, so your situation is so difficult, you have been experiencing misfortune since birth.

So pathetic, tsk tsk, so pathetic. "

"Hehehe..." Hephaestus imitated Riya's tone, "How pitiful."

Fitzton: "Wait a minute, Saler's soul is in that baby's body. If Kercha allows those consciousnesses to fight each other, wouldn't it be in the end -"

Hephaestus: "Isn't that interesting? What's the point of a dispute without any suspense? This is the only way to stir up the evil in human nature."

"And among those consciousnesses, I insist that there is only one consciousness that likes killing, and that is Ignatius's own consciousness. The other personalities will do anything to avoid being killed."

The true consciousness of Ignatius is hidden in one of the personalities, disguised as someone else. If someone kills him early, the game is over.

The victory of all personalities.

At this time Riya will find a way to liberate those consciousnesses, otherwise they can only continue the game.

This game is Hephaestus's use of his own authority. In fact, he is very reluctant, because for him, the forced game has lost its fun.

But this was Riya's request after all, and the Lord of Trade sacrificed some of his rights and interests to reach a deal with Hephesgetu.

No one knows the content of this transaction, but this game is the only chance to save people's consciousness. The rules are jointly formulated by Hephaestus and Ria, and players must abide by the rules of the game.

When liberating everyone's consciousness, Riya can retain the next consciousness, and Hephesgetu will also impose a seal on this body to prevent the abyss from detecting him.

Everything they did was to deceive the abyss, and even wanted to use the incarnation of the abyss for their own use.

Not in terms of process, but in terms of purpose, the purposes of Leah and Hephaestus were surprisingly consistent.

This has to make Hephaestus admire the wonderful interpretation ability of the godhead.

"So, are you ready? My great master, the long-silent abyss."

Leah's voice was like an evil spirit, and Ignatius covered his head. There were too many people around him, in front of him, and behind him, and they were all telling him that he was the real him.

His eyes are splitting, who is his true self? ?
"boom!!!"

Ignatius hit a mirror, and the mirror cracked, revealing the werewolf's face behind it.

The werewolf raised one hand and made a "shush" gesture: "Do you choose this? You made the wrong choice. The game hasn't started yet. Don't be so anxious."

"You, you - evil wolf!"

Egnatius was so angry that he learned to speak. Perhaps because there was too much consciousness in his body, he accidentally peeked into the door of language, but Ria still felt very relieved.

This child has just learned to speak his first words and has already recognized his memes. What a rare quality.

"Pollution is of no use to me. Mirrors can isolate pollution, and with the power of Hephaestus, the mirror will repair itself."

"I remember you! Riya Kercha!"

"I am honored, my Lord Abyss."

The broken mirror gradually recovered, and Ignatius continued to hit the mirror unwillingly. It was not clear which personality he was using now.

Saler, Neo, and Rothschild looked at each other and said angrily: "It's all because of you stupid people, (Endles swears)! My handsomeness is all in vain. How do you want me to show off to those in the team?" Two idiots explain?"

"What do those scumbag guys from the prosecutor think of me?"

Neo: "We are also victims. This is all Hydra's conspiracy. Do you think we want this?"

"That's enough, stop arguing!" Rothschild was a believer in the Abyss. He was extremely excited at this time, but he still hid his true nature well.

"Look, what is this?" Rothschild stretched out his hand and saw a luminous word appearing on his hand, with content that only he could see written on it.

Others had it on their hands, but they instinctively felt that they couldn't tell anyone the contents of the words on their hands.At first glance, there is nothing wrong with this interaction between people, but the people on the mirror are all manifestations of the consciousness in Ignatius' body.

In reality, people saw him talking to himself through the mirror, arguing with himself, and then marveled at the words that appeared on his hands.

There are fifteen mirrors here and fifteen personalities. It’s strange that Riya still doesn’t understand why the number “fifteen” appears so frequently in her life.

The consciousness on each mirror has acquired an "identity" that corresponds to the identity on the meme card, and Riya also explained the general rules of the game to them.

“Every identity has its role.”

"Due to limited conditions, our rules are not perfect, but your goal is to find the werewolf inside.

The task of a werewolf is to kill people when the color of the water turns black, to avoid suspicion when the water remains colorless, and even to induce others to mistake the other person for a werewolf. "

"The werewolf will make enemies of the other fourteen."

"..."

"Well, I hope you enjoy your time, my supreme lord."

As he spoke, the water in front of Ria turned black, and when it returned to colorless again, one of the mirrors had turned blank.

And the blank mirror showed a word.

【idiot】

The idiot dies right at the beginning.

Saler fell into silence. He looked at the identity in his hand, which was [Prophet].

He can check a person's identity when the water turns black, but he cannot let the werewolf know that he is a prophet, otherwise he will be the next to die.

"Do you have anything to say?" Riya asked them.

"Dead!"

"I didn't kill it!"

"I am a good person!"

"Is that werewolf the original consciousness of Ignatius? He did it all!"

"I did not do anything!"

"..."

"I suspect he is a werewolf."

On the mirror, a woman suddenly pointed at Rothschild: "I know him, he believes in the abyss, and he is definitely not a good person anyway!"

"I'm sorry you guessed wrong ma'am." Rothschild smiled and shook his head, and Riya agreed.

"He is not."

"We may not know the rules very well in the first round, so it's okay to familiarize yourself with them first. Then let's continue to the next round. I believe you will become more and more proficient."

The woman's eyes widened: "Familiar? One of us is dead!"

"In fact, you are all dead, and the only thing you can talk about now is a split personality."

Hephaestus reminded, and the woman was in complete disbelief.

"Okay, don't be so depressed, a new round of 'night' is coming."

(End of this chapter)