They all call me an Outer God.

Thinking of this, Guangyao Xuri had to be vigilant.

No one knows why Fu Xing Chaos fell asleep in the first place, but before he fell asleep, he deliberately planned everything and sent countless clones of himself to find the souls of a large group of creatures for the only ownerless godhead on the planet. consciousness.

Since then, He fell into a deep sleep, and everything He did followed the trajectory He expected, operating like a perfect machine, and all living beings were the precise parts of that machine.

The pointer finally pointed to the right angle.

If this was all about coming back again, it would all make sense.

Guangyao Xuri expected that with the temperament of Fu Xing Chaos, he would definitely wait for the right time to wake up after a nap, and then play hard.

Nyarlathotep, He is cheerful, chaotic, diverse, unruly, and naughty. If the history of games can be traced back more than five thousand years, the earliest games were produced by dramas, sacrifices, or other Labor evolved, then He must have promoted these.

Sometimes He is like a child, and sometimes He is cruel and cruel. He has wisdom and methods that ordinary people cannot understand. When playing chess with Nyarlathotep, you will never know whether He will move the chessboard or stuff the chessboard into your mouth in the next step. inside.

When a natural disaster strikes, Chaos will wake up that day and bring absolute chaos. He will only despise the chaos because it is not enough and the scene is not big enough, and does not care about the order at all.

For this reason alone, the glorious rising sun welcomes His coming.

But once He wakes up, the safety of the Rising Sun itself becomes a problem.

Every time I meet Him, the final result is not very pleasant, almost a narrow escape from death.

Moreover, a certain purpose of shining the rising sun will be destroyed by Him again...

It is very likely that Ria will become the anchor point for the coming of Chaos, so just in case, it is better to keep this person under complete surveillance.

[I recognize your "war" authority]

The shining sun said to Riya.

Riya had long expected that Guangyao Rising Sun would not accept this "trade", so her expression showed no surprise.

[Don’t be too happy too early. Taking over the authority means you are destined to perform your duties]

[Are you really ready to become a war?]

"Of course, my pleasure."

The golden light in Riya's eyes was even brighter. He still looked calm and calm, as if everything was under his control.

Even if Guangyao Xuri knew that he was the traitor, there was nothing he could do about him. This feeling made him unhappy.

"My Lord, you don't have to be so polite to me. Our relationship has long been inseparable, right? So your authority..." Can you give it to me?

【roll】

Before Riya could finish speaking, the ball of light couldn't wait to interrupt him, and then disappeared in front of him.

"Did He just say something bad?"

Riya couldn't help but laugh. He felt that sometimes these aloof gods were really innocent.

"Just because you don't have the ability now, doesn't mean you won't have it in the future. Anyway, the other party didn't refuse, right?"

"Praise be to the Sun, for how gracious and generous you are."

The young man saluted in the direction in which the light left. Then he looked at his translucent body and knew that he was about to completely dissipate.

There is no way, he will die. Now his body has been blown to pieces. If his consciousness does not find a target to attach to, these things will soon disappear.

At this time, you need to be grateful again for the promotion gift given to you by the benevolent sun——

war.

"I am war."

War will not disappear. As long as civilization continues, as long as class differences still exist, as long as oppression and resistance, hatred and interests do not disappear, it cannot disappear.

Ria chanted these words repeatedly in her heart, and then his eyes returned to their original color, and his consciousness disappeared without a trace with some reluctance.

Every move he makes is eroding his own humanity. Natural disasters are getting closer and closer.

……

"Actually, I would be scared too."

"I am not a goddess."

"I am human."

"I am human."

"I'm……"

In the void, there seemed to be a voice sighing. The voice was too ethereal and quickly disappeared without a trace. No one heard it, and even if they heard it, they would probably just think that they were hallucinating.

"who I am?"

……

Riya is dead.

This was what Shivall knew for the first time. At that moment, it was sprinting towards the darkest deep sea. It was suddenly surrounded by cold mist. It seemed that there were countless lives murmuring hidden in the mist. A single golden pupil swayed in it, and a ferocious black figure rolled in it.

That day, a giant black dragon appeared in the sky of rolling dark clouds. Behind the dark clouds was the red moon. Even so, those thick clouds could not block his brilliance. Suddenly, the clouds were dyed scarlet. .

The sky was astonishingly red, with muffled thunder rolling in it, and the "rumbling" kept ringing.

The outline of the black dragon is even more eerie and weird against the scarlet color.

Such a scene can even be seen by the surrounding countries in this sea area. A group of people stood on a high place in disbelief, and among the crowd stood an old man wearing a white scarf and holding a wooden cane. The old man had dark skin and gray hair. , covered with gold ornaments inlaid with agates and rubies.

"That is……"

Everyone seemed to be able to hear the dragon's cry. No one knew where it came from or why it was lingering in the sky. Many people were even shocked that dragons really existed in the world.

"Dragon—mythical dragon!"

"Kneel down quickly! That is not a life we ​​can look at directly!"

After the old man stared at the figure of the black dragon being gradually engulfed by the scarlet moonlight for a moment, his pupils suddenly trembled. He knocked the ground with his staff and turned to kneel down before the Lord of the sky, his expression showing endless panic and awe.

When others saw the old man like this, they immediately knelt down regardless of everything. Soon, they all knelt down. They didn't know why they did this, but at this moment, they had an intuition.

If you don't do this, you will literally die.

"What is that thing? It is so far away from us, even if it can breathe fire, it can't attack us at all."

"No, you are all wrong, that is not an ordinary dragon... that is a mythical creature."

"Mythical creature?"

"Yes, most of you believe in the local church, and you probably don't understand what is recorded in the Endles Bible."

"At the time of the Doomsday Judgment, a seven-headed and ten-horned red dragon will appear in the sky. This dragon is transformed from the poisonous snake that deceived the ancestors of mankind to swallow the apple in the Garden of Eden. Its appearance means disaster and despair."

The old man closed his eyes tightly, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

"But the dragon doesn't have seven heads."

"But it has six wings."

No, I should say...

Him.

(End of this chapter)