They all call me an Outer God.

Lilia narrowed her eyes and suddenly undid her transformation back to her original appearance.

"Answer me, who am I?"

Who am I? Riya asked this question to more than one person. He thought he would not be surprised no matter what answer he heard. But at this moment, the existence in the darkness was silent for a moment, but asked him another question.

[What do you want to ask about? Is it the you in the past, present, or future? 】

"Is there any difference?" Riya was full of doubts.

【No】

Riya: "..."

[Logically speaking, the past is in you, the present is in you, and the future is also in you. No matter how you change, you will always be you]

[So who do you think you are now? A fallen witch, a lord of trade, a faceless god, or something else——]

"Please don't distort the subject, Great Mother Goddess."

Liya is struggling to fight against the pollution from the unknown: "You obviously know that this is not what I want to ask. What I want is the truth that you have tried so hard to cover up."

"A truth about me. What kind of role am I in your script? Why did you go to so much trouble to stuff my soul into the godhead? And why was it me who survived?"

"Hephisgetu and his people said that once I died, the godhead would be ownerless and unconscious, and would belong to them. To be honest, if they wanted to, they could have killed me with their own means, but they didn't."

"They seemed to be enjoying the performances with me, so much so that they thought I couldn't tell what they were afraid of. They didn't seem to be angry even though I used your authority to tease them. It seems that my role was much more important than I thought."

Liya laughed softly a few times, and in the void, it seemed that billions of golden eyes opened and looked at the ruler of the darkest heights: "So, please allow me to ask the question of who I am again."

At that moment, the master even felt a little regretful, regretting that he shouldn't have cast his gaze in this direction.

It is normal that the Hephisgetus did not kill Riya. It is better to say that they did not dare to kill rather than not killing.

The black goat changed his mind, and the black and white lines faded rapidly and were about to disappear. At this moment, Riya, who was standing on the huge tentacle, suddenly sneered.

"Are you going to break the contract? Since I have summoned your gaze, it means that our trade has begun. Now you can't just leave if you want to--"

As he spoke, the golden light in Riya's eyes suddenly dimmed. He stretched out his hand towards the sky, and a scale suddenly appeared.

The black feather acted as a weight and lightly fell on the right end of the scale. There was nothing on the left side. Logically, the feather had almost no weight and could not have overturned the scale. However, the fact was that it fell downwards without any hindrance.

It was also at this time that the black and white eyes were replaced by golden color, and the void above the sky was also filled with golden pupils. The shape of the tentacles on the ground became more and more hideous. They pounced on Liya like crazy and wrapped him up, forming a cocoon-like thing.

Not long after, the black cocoon burst.

Among them, Riya, wearing a black robe with gold patterns, walked out. The edge of the black robe fluttered like a pitch-black flame, emitting a terrifying aura. Everything he touched quickly dried up and turned into pitch-black gold.

At this moment, Lia has completely merged with Shival. He is the real Mist, the real Lord of Trade.

"I wonder if I have the means to keep you here?"

Even though it was only the third meme, and he would most likely die if he faced the Mother Goddess head on, the black shadow still attacked the Supreme Mother Goddess without hesitation. A strong wind blew, and Riya's staff instantly turned into a long sword and then split, forming 1,500 golden Damocles swords floating in the sky.

The tip of the sword points straight into nothingness.

The dark shadow on the ground spread out his arms, like the most devout believer, and also like the most indulgent betrayer.

"You no longer have the option of leaving."

In the void, the godhead cast his gaze towards this place.

"You only have two choices." "Kill me, or tell me the truth."

"But - you may have to choose the second one, because the first one should be decided by me."

As he spoke, a sword of Damocles floated above Leah's head.

"Of course I know that my behavior is nothing more than clown behavior to you supreme beings, but clowns should also have their own dignity.

I will count to three. If you don't make a choice, the sword above my head will automatically fall on my head, and the rest of the swords will reach you regardless of time and space.

At that time, you will be left to deal with the divine power on your head. Whether it will self-destruct or not at that moment is not something I can control. "

After he finished speaking, he clearly felt that the oppression descending upon him became heavier and heavier. It was obvious that the one above the darkness was angry at this moment. Kolia could not care about that. The so-called pollution would be completely absorbed by the cloak and become his nutrients.

Although Riya seems to be threatening, he is actually stalling for time. The more pollution he takes on, the more his ability will be improved. In other words, this is a sure-win deal.

As the two were too powerful, Riya could vaguely hear the sound of space tearing. He knew that he had made the right bet. Although this building was a powerful mysterious object, it could not resist a memory image of this power.

Moreover, who can guarantee that the existence above the head is just an image, and not the real God that appears across memory, time and space.

"three……"

There was more teasing in Riya's eyes.

"two."

"one!"

With a "swish" sound, the sword of Damocles fell down with tremendous power, and was about to kill him. At this moment, when the sword was only a fingertip away from Leah, it was suddenly shattered and turned into nothingness.

This included the remaining 1,499 giant swords, all of which suffered the same fate.

Along with this action, the black and white lines became dimmer and were very close to disappearing.

【…】

Riya seemed to hear a sigh, as if some being had finally compromised.

He said slowly—

[You in the past, you in the present, and you in the future are all you]

[The past is with you, the present is with you, and the future is also with you]

[Riya Kelcha, huh? I'm really not good at dealing with people. Never mind. It doesn't matter anymore.]

[Since you want to listen, let me tell you a true history]

After the master conveyed this information to Liya, Liya's consciousness sank and his vision changed.

He found himself in a cafe, dressed as a waiter and holding a tray with two steaming cups of coffee.

Not far away, a lady in a formal business suit was sitting quietly in her seat, her hair as black as the starry sky reaching the floor.

He raised his head quietly, and waved to Leah with a smile.

"Hello, my name is Shab Nicholas." (End of this chapter)