They all call me an Outer God.

The confused student was naturally referring to Riya.

However, Riya is not confused now.

He was wide awake.

He watched clearly as those centipede-like creatures penetrated into his body from the void, and then turned into silk threads to manipulate him, using his power and corroding his mind.

He just couldn't control his body at all at the moment. The pollution from the disaster star had completely corroded that weak body, trapped Ria's consciousness inside, and was even constantly trying to swallow it up completely.

The centipedes and silk threads that Ria had seen when she was chanting the prayer to the Shining Sun were all products of the calamity star Ghroth. Perhaps he had set his sights on her earlier than she expected. For example, now, Ria could still hear the whispers from the outer gods in her mind.

He didn't understand, but he could vaguely feel the evil thoughts in the other party's words. Anyway, those were definitely not good words, and hearing them too much would make Ria have the same evil thoughts as him, becoming bloodthirsty and cruel.

[Kill ■■■■, all ■■ will ■■ die——]

"..."

[■■■■death, no■■old■■■or■■rebirth■■, all■■■are■dead! 】

"Your thoughts seem a bit too extreme. Would you consider seeing a psychiatrist?"

[You go and kill them all, Athos]

"You seem to have recognized the wrong person. I am not "Him."

Riya became more and more irritable, and his subconscious mind was like this. His outward behavior became more and more arrogant. Pitch-black mist condensed around his body to form a cloak-like garment. His eyes were covered, and a golden eye pattern completely replaced his original eye.

"Swar, are you okay?"

Riya tried to call out to Shival, but no sound came from it.

A sickle slowly appeared in the hand of the figure outside. Now he was exuding black energy, and looked more like the god of death who came to cut off souls than anyone else.

Permand's figure reappeared in front of him, and "I" swung the sickle at him with joy, cutting off the opponent's neck, limbs and incompletely developed wings, and patiently waited for them to regenerate.

"You seem to be in pain."

The black shadow slowly floated into the air, looking down at his enemy with pity. But in less than a second, he raised the sickle in his hand again: "But it is not enough. The price you have to pay is far higher than this."

"Thorn-"

Like the sound of time and space being cut, a blade light so black that not a single ray of light could be seen slashing down rapidly. Perlmand suddenly turned around to dodge the attack, and then saw a crack several hundred feet long silently appearing on the ground, the depth of which was impossible to measure.

The wriggling tentacles emerged from it like insects, and the condition of the black shadow above did not look optimistic. Tentacles appeared at the bottom of his cloak, and then traces of wriggling appeared on the surface of his clothes.

That was no longer a human being. His entire body looked like a monster wrapped and sealed in a twisted veil. At this moment, the monster was eager to break free from the restraints and reveal its true mythical appearance to the world.

The pollution he exudes is draining the most essential desires of all living things within a radius of thousands of miles. The weaker the desires of the world's people, the more greedy and insatiable this master will become.

This is famine.

"He has completely lost his mind."

Permande discovered that the creature in front of him was fighting with a completely desperate attitude, and this was not his most basic strength. As the time dragged on, the more terrifying the aura emanating from the black shadow became.

It is not appropriate to continue fighting now. If we continue fighting, we might die. It is more important to stay alive.

As soon as Permand had this thought, he turned around and was about to leave, but another figure blocked his retreat.

Ivander looked at him lightly with a cigarette in his mouth, but the look made Permand feel the murderous intent.

"I remember that child Liya was fine not long ago, but she became like this not long after coming to you."

"Do you want to die?"

With just a simple question, without any further elaboration, or even asking "Did you do it?", the instructor decided Permand's fate like a judge in a court.

Permand felt the oppression from the Gate's followers. He dared not even breathe. The bone wings behind him trembled and made a "crackling" sound, then suddenly bent and stabbed towards himself.

He probably also planned to kill himself and then escape. The bad nature of high-level transcendents is that they rely on their sufficient backup plans and never take their own lives seriously. They are like geckos who like to cut off their tails and escape at the slightest mistake.

This is even more true for Permand. Since he was willing to give up everything to occupy Sofia's body before his death, he can now naturally abandon this body and look for a more perfect person.

It's just that it would probably be hard to find another body as suitable as Sofia's.

Permand was extremely unwilling to give up. He was just one step away from becoming an angel. If he gave up everything he would have to start all over again. But for the sake of long-term interests, what did it matter if he gave up such a small profit?
"Goodbye idiots!"

Permand was about to commit suicide successfully, but when the sharp bone was less than an inch away from his head, he was unable to move no matter what.

"You seem to really want to leave me. We've been together for so long... How can you bear it?"

Sofia's voice suddenly rang out from the body, and countless hands sprang out from the ground, climbing up layer by layer, grabbing Permand's torso and limbs.

"You can't get rid of me, Permander."

"Come to hell with me."

"Get out! Get out of here!" Permand roared hysterically and scratched his own flesh. His already horrible flesh became even more riddled with holes like ant holes.

His tongue was scratched and his eyes were pierced.

He fell to the ground and rolled over in pain, laughing and crying. Evander glanced at him again, then shifted his gaze and walked directly towards Leah.

The creature ahead was undoubtedly extremely dangerous. Its tentacles, which gathered together and could not disperse, were squirming in the miniature of the pitch-black fog. The golden pupil pattern on the upper half of its head emitted a strong, strange and distorted light, as colorful as oil submerged in water.

It was completely impossible to tell that he was a human being. If it weren't for the black fog, it would be hard to tell what kind of appearance he would eventually reveal.

Threads of rust pierced his body from all sides, making the creature look more and more like a demon suspended in mid-air by thousands of chains.

"Do you remember who I am?"

Evander walked towards him, and the creature, sensing new signs of life, also waved its tentacles at an extremely slow speed.

"teacher……?"

(End of this chapter)