They all call me an Outer God.

Everything disappeared, and when she came to her senses again, Riya was still there, as if everything that had happened before was just a dream.

However, when he looked back, he found several babies crawling on the ground. A cute child ran over and looked at Riya eagerly. Riya squatted down and touched his head.

"Where is this child from?"

"Goo?"

Little Sval appeared beside the child with his head tilted, as if thinking about something. After a long time, he actually stood up on his hind legs, rubbed the baby to the side with his head, and then imitated the child's posture and hugged Ria's legs, looking at him with pitiful eyes.

"Why are you still jealous?" Ria couldn't help laughing. She reached out and patted little Schwal's head. It immediately squinted its eyes and purred like a cat.

A mythical creature that looks like an owl definitely does not snore naturally. The only possibility is that little Schwab deliberately learned it from cats.

It is a professional when it comes to pretending to be harmless and acting cute.

Then, the mythical creature stretched out its front paw and pointed to the side. Riya looked in the direction it pointed and was suddenly stunned.

He found that Sofia had turned into a woman, and was crawling hard towards the distance, while a group of children were following her and calling her mother.

"The Mother Goddess's evil taste remains the same as always..."

Riya couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand, but from a certain point of view, Sofia's wish was successfully realized.

He has a child, and a direct descendant born with the power of the Mother Goddess. It has to be said that this is a cause for celebration.

Thinking of Shab-Nicholas again, Leah's expression gradually became gloomy.

"The ancient humans... the existing humans... the original humans, the natural disasters..."

That large amount of information echoed in Riya's mind again and again, making it impossible for him not to think too much.

He thought of many possibilities, but he never imagined that the era in which he once lived would one day be called "the old days."

He could not return to his hometown, and neither could mankind return to its former home. Those who were still alive in the past had now become strange and indescribable, powerful enough to be called gods by those who did not understand their power.

Shab's meaning was very clear. She hoped that the qualified one of the original godhood would become strong to replace the original, kill the sleeping Azathoth, and then reverse everything and return everything to the way it was before it happened.

At present, the original world has become very weak and may die at any time. Civilization is about to restart. The human beings in the new world are His chosen targets, and the human beings of the old world are the objects to be abandoned.

The current problem is that Azathoth must not wake up. Ria does not have much time. The mission he has been given is to grow to the point where he can destroy Azathoth before he wakes up. But Ria feels that this is difficult to do, as difficult as ascending to heaven and a pipe dream.

How could the creator who could create everything be destroyed so easily by his creation? Moreover, there were probably some hidden radicals in the past who agreed with the theory that the world would be destroyed after Azathoth awakened, which prompted the time of His resurrection to be advanced continuously.

The humans of the past have now turned into indescribable existences and can never return to their original appearance. At this time, the choices made by all parties in the past are to push Leah to the opposite side of the original, forcing him to become the enemy of all humans in the world today.

But once this is done, the efforts of those who are fighting against pollution and those who are willing to die to protect their homes will all become a joke.

[So, how will you choose? ]

In the void, it seemed as if countless eyes were interrogating Riya. Riya stood there expressionless. The hundreds of sharp arrows had now merged into one and turned into a pitch-black cane that he held in his hand.

You are also an old human

[You should choose us, we have given you everything, we have given you this great right]

[For our common home, you carry the wishes of all mankind]

[Kill all existing things, kill the original, and become the original——]

[Become...Him] "I'm so sorry. Compared to you guys, I actually think my current situation is pretty good."

Liya glanced up at the sky coldly, as if sneering at the billions of evil gods, laughing at their wishful thinking.

If this is really that easy to do, why doesn't Azathoth, the original being, do it?

Now, those who wanted to pull Ria into their camp with just a few words, Ria could only say that they had wrong expectations. They did not come earlier or later, but chose to reveal the truth at this time, simply because they felt that he was becoming increasingly difficult to control, and they were trying to use human civilization to morally blackmail him.

Leah had no intention of fulfilling their wishes.

This is not a betrayal of humanity. Real humans no longer exist. Those who survive in the world now are just monsters with their memories and no humanity. Even if they return to the beginning, they have been polluted and distorted so much that there is no possibility of changing back.

By then, it is possible that "humans" from two time and space will meet, and the old humans will repeat the mistakes of the new humans.

Although Riya neither agrees nor disagrees with the fact that people are running around for nothing, she is more interested in watching others run around than getting involved herself.

"If the universe is a huge stage, then all the leading actors in this play must be present. It cannot be just a one-man show."

What's more, it is still unknown how this drama will end.

[How will you choose? ]

[Do you want to choose the past or the present?]

Those noisy voices seemed to echo again, binding Riya from all directions like chains, forcing him to make a choice.

[Choose us, isn't this our common wish?]

【We want to go back, we want to go home】

[You must replace the original, abandon reason, and become the core]

Only in this way can we go home

“We can’t go home.”

But Riya ignored these voices, closed her eyes, and layers of black mist appeared on the surface of her body.

“I will not be Him.”

"There will never be a second origin here, from the past, present, and future... There will only be one god here, and that is the Lord of Trade."

"You understand! A bunch of lunatics - no one can go back!!! You, me, none of us can go back!!!"

As if to vent all the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time, Riya roared towards the void with all her might.

At this moment, cracks appeared in those illusory chains, and Riya opened his golden and blue eyes, and many words flashed through his mind.

He suddenly became playful, like a gambler who was gloating over someone else's misfortune and a clown who was taking a step back.

"Everyone, I have a better idea that will make the drama even more exciting."

The show begins.

(End of this chapter)