They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 378 The Power of Plague

"Wow!" the children exclaimed, then took out the durian and prepared to throw it down the tree.

Little Siwaal suddenly became furious, and when no one was paying attention, he stretched out his tentacles behind them, then grabbed their clothes and threw them down.

It doesn't know what will happen if the durian hits its head, but it will definitely hit these people's butts with the durian.

In the end, it was the unlucky children who cried and said that they would never dare again, and then gnawed on the durian that had been dropped and cracked while crying.

The strong smell made the disorderly person in front turn around frequently, and finally couldn't help but curse.

"Who (Endles expletive) is eating shit!?"

"This is not shit, it is imported tropical fruit!"

Among the disordered people, the gap between rich and poor also exists. Some people who have never seen durian asked: "So what is the difference between it and shit?"

“Tastes better than shit.”

Several people argued, and finally they got together for a picnic for some reason, and everyone shared their hometown specialties. Of course, this was only limited to those owners of mysterious items that could be stored with them.

People who don't have that kind of thing are happy just sitting and waiting for others to distribute food.

The fact that they could be so leisurely here was inseparable from the suppression of Hephaestus and the others in the dreamland, and the light of the Angel of Life had a purifying effect on the source of the plague. Soon, they fell down one after another with a roar and turned into fly ash.

"Disinfect and disinfect, it's so dirty!" The witches sprayed magic potion on the fly ash, then took out the containers to collect them, probably hoping to study these things thoroughly and make new potions.

"It's rare that Hephaestus can come in handy." Riya leaned against the tree trunk, her body still very tired, but she felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart.

See, God is not incomprehensible.

The Angel of Life is still suspended in the sky, and the gears of God around him are constantly rotating, making a "click-click" sound. The steam generated by those gears lingers around His side, dyed bright and transparent by the crimson light.

The disorderly people were free and began to rest, chatting with familiar people or strangers. Someone spotted Alfin alone in the distance and pulled him over to have a picnic together.

Elfin felt a little guilty. After all, he was still an investigator. Although the association might kick him out or kill him directly after knowing the truth, and he was surrounded by disordered people. They had just fought against the source of the plague. The methods are not cruel.

Although these people thought that their methods were normal and nothing worthy of surprise, they were still too frightened by Alfin, who had just suffered from pollution syndrome.

Just now, someone even opened his stomach and used the hardened intestines as a whip. This is really appalling!

But in sharp contrast to this... they are all quite friendly.

The contrast was too great, making Alfin feel unreal.

For some reason, he suddenly looked at Riya beside the tree, and then he realized that the young man was just staying under the shadow of the tree, looking at them all with a smile, and then asked little Shivall to play with everyone.

Even though he was accompanied by mythical creatures, his figure seemed so lonely.

"Goo?"

Little Shival turned his head and looked at Riya, and found that the host had lowered his head and closed his eyes.

The red light in the sky was even worse. The angel did not agree with Riya's approach, but now that all the epidemic doctors were dead, it would take time to recover. During this period, no one could stop Riya at all.

His consciousness sank into darkness, where a spider seemed to have been waiting for a long time to lead him to the dreamland.

"Lord Godhead, Madam has successfully restrained the plague. As long as you devour him, the authority of the plague will completely belong to you."

"I still prefer you to call me Trade, or call me by my name."

"I'm not qualified to call you by your first name."

The spider crawled and led Ria through a rather long way.

At this time, the bound Plague seemed to feel something, and his body moved, but was strangled even more tightly by the spider webs, which almost cut off his bones.

"I see, this is your plan."

Plague lay on the ground and sneered: "You trapped me just to use your godhead to take away my authority."

"Not only that, He can even take away all the authority from the four of you."

Serge praised: "Godhead is really a very convenient thing, isn't it? As long as it is used properly, there is even hope that the prophecy of the Book of Revelation can be reversed."

"But have you ever considered that He might be using you too?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as our Lord is happy, His happiness reduces the risk of losing control, so making Him happy is the most important thing.

You see, we use each other, He is happy and I am happy, we are all happy, only you are unhappy.

To be honest, you are a bit out of place.

But...it makes me even more happy to think that you will be angry because of this, even incompetent rage. "

Hephaestus understands the art of language very well, and also knows how to speak to make people angry, while the Night Demon on the side is responsible for intimidation, making the knight unable to even move.

After a moment, he turned his head and stared to the side.

【Godhead is coming】

Serge also followed his gaze, and then he saw a young man walking from the end of the road with a cane and a top hat on his head. His pace was unhurried, and his monocle reflected the colors of everything in front of him. miniature.

The pupils behind the lenses are pure gold.

"It's incredible, it's really incredible."

Serge: "It seems that this time our Lord came well prepared and even handed over his body to the Godhead."

Plague finally couldn't help but said: "Isn't the Lord you are talking about Godhead?"

"Of course not. I've said it before. Godhead is just a useful item. I value that consciousness more than Godhead."

"Let me tell you an interesting story. A long time ago, my body specially selected many souls and threw them in one place for today. Those souls were corrupted and devoured each other, and the one who survived in the end will become the godhead. thinking.”

"Then this one is a survivor at that time. It's incredible, isn't it? Among those souls are not only humans, beasts, and even extraordinary creatures, but the souls of [humans] survived."

"Some people say that humans are very fragile, but I don't think so. I think they really have unlimited possibilities. In the entire universe, you will be hard-pressed to find a group that is smarter and dumber than them.

Personally, I admire human beings very much. Observing them always makes me feel endless fun. That's why there are so many human beings in the clones of the main body. "

Ria continued to walk towards the Plague Knight who was unable to move on the ground. His current thinking was very strange, as if he acted only by instinct, and he seemed to be able to understand everything thoroughly, but if he thought deeply about the things he understood, he would gain nothing. Become confused.

When she stood completely in front of the Plague Knight, Ria discovered that the knight was even larger than what he normally saw. His head alone was half as long as his own.

Moreover, He is a real god, and gaining His authority is not easy.

But when the original godhead devoured the source of the plague, it did steal a small part of the plague authority.

[Then, just repeat what you did then]

Riya touched her hand to the plague's helmet, and a billowing black mist appeared in the dreamland sky for the first time in a long time. Soon, there seemed to be something behind the fog looking towards this side, and Riya's own body became more and more... Come more and more faded. “Are you trying to take the form of a mythical creature here!?”

Not only the Plague Knight, but also Serge, Night Demon, and Atrak were frightened by Ria's madness. Once the mythical creature really appeared here, at least 6% of the surface species in the dreamland could be exterminated. Ten or more.

Moreover, after the consciousness of those species disappears, if they are lucky enough to wake up in reality, they will probably become vegetative or stupid.

And this is only based on the fact that Ria is currently only Meme Five.

"You are more desperate than I thought -"

The Plague Knight gritted his teeth, but suddenly, He laughed: "But I have been waiting for this moment. Why can I only allow the godhead to swallow my authority, but I can't swallow you? Who gave you the courage to stand in front of me now?"

A crack suddenly appeared in the mouth of His helmet, and the hidden skeleton opened its mouth, and something like a black hole appeared in His mouth. Apparently the plague gave up consuming its energy after finding that it was difficult to break free for a short period of time.

He began to figure out what Hephaestus meant, and then came up with this method.

In his opinion, Leah will come here sooner or later, and he will take advantage of the opportunity when they are all so arrogant that they think their plan is perfect, and devour the godhead in reverse.

"Arrogance will eventually kill you all."

The suction force of the black hole was even stronger. Almost in an instant, Riya created a huge wall in front of him to block his mouth. However, he did not expect that the wall suddenly entered the crusher, and was easily sucked into the knight's mouth.

Night Demon slammed his claws at Plague's head, and Riya reacted quickly. He waved his hand to summon countless tentacles to fall from the black mist, smashing the knight's body into the ground.

Suddenly, countless gravel and spider silk were sucked into the black hole, and the already unstable cliff finally collapsed.

Everyone fell to the bottom together. The Night Demon quickly flapped its huge wings and looked up at the sky. He found that the black mist had gradually become lighter, and countless golden light spots on it cast watching gazes here.

But His image should not be like this, and it only means that the appearance of the mythical creature was interrupted.

"Shh!"

Night Stalker swoops down.

……

Riya only felt a lot of pain in his body. He didn't know where he was now. He probably fell to the bottom of the cliff and then fell into a horrible shape.

Obviously the previous injury has not healed completely, and now there is a new injury. Sometimes it is really scary to not die.

But now he is glad that he is still alive. He still has unfinished business and the authority of the plague has not been obtained. He cannot stay here yet.

Just when he was about to use his werewolf ability to transform into other creatures to carry out activities, a white light suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Snapped!"

I don't know who turned on the light, and Riya suddenly found herself lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by patients with strange illnesses.

The doctor who turned on the light wore protective clothing and wrapped himself in three layers. He looked at the patients lying on the bed and asked cautiously: "Is anyone alive today? Raise your hand if you are still alive."

Ria suddenly realized that she seemed to have fallen into an ordinary dream again, and she didn't know why it happened at this time.

But he still raised his hand: "Doctor, what's wrong with us?"

"You have a terminal disease that is contagious. Unfortunately, there is no cure for this disease, at least not yet."

"So these people next to me..."

"Yeah, they're all dead, you're lucky to be able to hold on a little longer."

Soon, the doctors carried out the dead patients, and a new batch of patients were quickly added.

Everyone's symptoms were different, but they all had a look of despair.

Riya asked them: "What disease do you have?"

"do not know."

"When did you get sick?"

They don't know either.

There was an eerie silence in the ward. Someone kept coughing, and as he coughed, he coughed up black and red blood. The blood stained the white sheets and the floor.

It looked shocking.

Someone finally looked at Riya and said, "Do you want us to die?"

Riya was very surprised: "Why should I want you to die?"

"Someone released the virus and unveiled the curse of the plague, so the plague knight punished humans, causing countless casualties.

But we are innocent, why should we bear these sufferings in vain...

Do you think that if a god really existed in the world, would he really have mercy on us? "

Riya: "Probably not."

"If the Plague Knight is not destroyed, we will not be able to obtain real health. Humanity will always survive in his shadow."

The patient lowered his head: "It would be better if He died."

"He will definitely die."

"I do think we will be the ones who die."

Those people suddenly looked at Riya.

"If you want to devour the authority of the plague, you will be the new plague knight, and you will be our new source of hatred."

"You will spread pollution to kill us, kill us all. Do you still want to return to your original hometown? Do you want to kill us!? So many parallel time and space as dreams are not enough to become your experimental material reference standard !?"

The tone of those people became more and more harsh, which made Dria feel a little headache.

He patted his head, and a large number of twisted tentacles emerged from the shadows and pierced the heads of those people. Suddenly, Riya felt much purer.

"You want to influence me with this little trick, but the Lord Knight really doesn't understand me at all."

"What does their life and death have to do with me? I have already killed countless of these people, and I don't care if there are tens of thousands more."

"As for the outcome, I won't bother you, old man. You'd better hand over the power to me obediently and go retire."

As he spoke, the dream suddenly shattered, and the Plague Knight of reality had opened its mouth toward him. If Atrak hadn't blocked him, he would have been swallowed up soon.

(End of this chapter)