They all call me an Outer God.

"Sir, what are you talking about..."

Triston's face turned blue from being pinched by the motionless hand, and no matter how he struggled, the hand had no intention of letting him go.

Permand watched helplessly as his capable subordinate died in his hands, with no trace of mercy on his face.

"boom!"

He loosened his grip, and the body of his subordinate fell to the ground motionless. Permand then pulled out his gun and fired several shots at the man's head until his head was smashed to pieces, leaving no trace of his previous appearance.

After that, Permand raised his foot and stepped on his subordinate's neck with his leather shoe, intending to crush his neck directly. However, the next second, a hand suddenly tried to grab his leg, but he dodged it.

“Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!”

The originally motionless corpse suddenly burst into crazy laughter, and then Permand saw that the person who should have been dead stood up from the ground in a rather strange posture, and the flesh and blood on his face condensed into an exaggerated smile.

But the sound it made was extremely indifferent.

"It is an honor to see you again, Mr. Black Hand leader. I actually had no intention of killing your subordinate and replacing him. This is not in line with our Hephisgetu's usual style of doing things."

"But then I have to mention one thing——"

"You seem to have overstepped your bounds."

Permander felt ironic: "Overstepping the line? What line did I overstep?"

"You have thoughts that you shouldn't have."

Hephisgetu's voice was hoarse.

"I looked through our contract, and there is no clause in it that makes Leah a sacrifice for the advanced ritual, especially since this action seems to have caused him to know something that he shouldn't know."

"He is trapped in my territory. Logically, you should not be able to know his whereabouts. So you are really monitoring him?"

Seeing that Hefisgetu did not deny it, Permande immediately became interested: "You are angry."

"Why are you angry because I'm about to break your favorite toy?"

"Or are you afraid that he will be sacrificed to the Shining Sun and come into contact with the real sun?"

Hephisgetu said nothing, as if he was looking at a stupid creature: "Don't blame us for not reminding you, as allies we have done our best.

You said we were monitoring him, and there is nothing wrong with that. Just like the members of the Order Association are responsible for guarding the objects in containment, we also have the goal of constantly monitoring and conducting various experiments and recording data.

The current state of this goal is becoming increasingly uncontrollable, and I am only here to warn you that your excessive arrogance will cost you a price."

"The only thing I've ever done that's out of the ordinary is working with you guys, you guys..."

Before Permand could finish his words, he felt the surrounding buildings shaking as if they had experienced a magnitude 13 earthquake. In this short period of time, he quickly drew his gun and fired several shots at Hefisgetu, and then turned his head to look out the window.

Those tall buildings made of gold and silver had long since turned into rubble, and huge tentacles emerged from the ground, destroying everything with great force.

It's getting foggy.

Those astonishingly large numbers of tentacles slowly twisted together and eventually transformed into a black dragon of incomparable size.

"Woo——————"

The black dragon opened its mouth slightly, and the mist around it became thicker. It raised its claws and landed on the golden ground, and then walked towards Permande. From Permande's perspective, he could only see a vague black shadow and countless golden light dots flashing. The golden light on the black dragon's head was getting closer and closer to him, and finally completely close to the spacious French window. Permande could even see every clear texture in the dragon's pupils. Through a layer of glass, it just stared at him quietly.

"He's here, I should go."

Hephisgetu's body lying on the ground suddenly made a sound.

Then, in an extremely bad tone: "Some people are born to be unable to be locked up. Good luck to you, Sofia, ah no... Mr. Permander."

Permand noticed that the body on the ground was moving again, and instinctively wanted to turn around and shoot. However, the moment he turned around, his gun was grabbed by a hand wearing a black leather glove.

"good evening."

A young man with outstanding temperament stood in front of Permand, his every move full of courtesy and grace. However, this scene was no less important to Permand than the sudden appearance of a fierce ghost in front of him.

He quickly calmed down and smiled: "Good evening, junior."

"What's it like being behind the Gate of Original Sin?"

"It's very nice, but I accidentally destroyed it. Do you mind?"

"What do you think?" Permander paused. "I do mind, and it's not night now, it's daytime."

"Really? It's hard to see such a huge red moon during the day."

Riya's gaze shifted to the window. The dragon took a few steps back to leave him a view of the sky, and outside happened to be a black mixed with blood red.

"What happened to Crimson Moon?"

As soon as the young man had this doubt, he felt his strength rapidly draining away and he became weak. Suddenly, his eyes became playful: "So you are stalling for time, and you want to take this opportunity to sacrifice me to the Radiant Sun."

"It seems you know everything from Sofia."

"That's true, but how can you be sure that the sun will accept me after you sacrifice me to it?"

Riya found a seat and sat down. When she found a wine glass on the table, she smashed it. She also kicked over the table in front of the sofa and crossed her legs on it, looking quite rude.

This is pure provocation.

"The body on the ground has the remaining scent of Hephisgetu. You killed him."

"The patterns on the wall are the centipede patterns unique to the Radiant Sun, which means there is a sacrificial formation beneath your domain, and it has been activated."

"Plus, my own power is constantly being suppressed and weakened. It seems that you are determined to use me as a sacrifice. But you must know that my devotion to the Shining Sun is no less than anyone else. Would He really have the heart to hurt His most devout follower?"

Permander did not answer his question, but glanced at the broken wine glass: "This is not in line with the etiquette and aesthetics that a black businessman should have."

"Yes, but etiquette is for better communication. My behavior only shows that I don't think it's worthwhile for you to continue communicating.

The path to advancement for a transcendent is to wipe out all the same kind that stand in the way. I’m afraid that next, I will have to do whatever I can to kill you.”

"You can try it."

Permand found Ria's rude behavior ridiculous. He raised his hand slightly, and the patterns on the wall instantly turned into millipedes as red as lava. They waved their tentacles and were about to pounce on Ria.

(End of this chapter)