They all call me an Outer God.

"..."

Riya felt very painful, his whole body was burning with pain. The pain was like a maggot attached to his bones and penetrated deep into his soul. He covered his head with his hands. The surface of his body turned black uncontrollably, and then it squirmed and stretched out large tentacles.

The tentacles were dancing uncontrollably, proving that they were extremely excited.

This scene was contrary to the norm. Almost no one could feel joy after facing the pain of having their soul torn apart and reassembled several times, but Riya could feel inexplicably excited in the pain.

Perhaps pain is the only thing that can prove that he is still alive. If one day Ria can no longer feel even this, he may begin to be unable to distinguish between himself and those monsters in mythology.

"My emotions seem to be out of whack. I keep expressing them in places where they shouldn't be expressed. If I continue like this, I'm afraid I'll awaken some strange attributes..."

"Calm down, calm down, now is not the time to be happy-"

Riya took a deep breath and retracted the tentacles that were noisy due to emotions.

He stretched out his hand, in which was a strange blood-red ball of light. This thing was the godhood given to him by Messias. Just by touching it, he could feel its unimaginable power. It was completely different from the knight authority of the previous Meme Ones.

As the time he was in contact with the light ball increased, his skin began to rot and emit a pungent smell, but then it would automatically repair itself, and some scarlet lines like fungal hyphae would appear on the surface.

These lines represent the fusion of Red Moon's divinity and his soul. The taste of power certainly makes people ecstatic, and the endless divine power is almost irresistible, but Leah does not intend to digest Him by herself.

"My body can't hold you."

How could the people of Meme 2 accommodate the godhood of Meme Zero? Liya has always been cautious in his actions. He would not be greedy where he should not be greedy. For example, this time he only planned to give the godhood of Red Moon to the original godhood.

It is the giant pupil that radiates golden color and is almost infinite in size. According to legend, it was stripped away by the gods from the blind and foolish lord Azathoth while he was sleeping. Then the gods played an unknown trick on him, allowing him to remain in an elusive void somewhere near the blue planet.

They claimed that this huge thing was the only awakened godhead.

But who can tell the difference between being awake and asleep? Since the world is a dream ruled by the original master, what is the difference between waking up and falling asleep in a dream?

Riya thought for a moment and felt that she couldn't think about this problem any further, otherwise it would be easy to fall into philosophical misunderstandings and make herself neurotic.

He clenched the divine power in his hand, his consciousness sinking into darkness. The darkness around him was oppressive and sticky, but Riya struggled to open his eyes.

In front of him was the huge golden eye. The two stared at each other for a long time, and then Riya silently reached out and handed over the authority of Red Moon.

"I am you, and you are me. Giving you authority is equivalent to me being able to use that authority."

"We are both in the same boat. I will help you collect the power of the gods... If the original awakens, I hope you can help me to speak for him."

"After all, doing business with me isn't free."

Lia said half-jokingly, and then watched the authority of the Red Moon being entangled by the tentacles of the increasingly huge eye that stretched out from the void. The godhead of each god has a different appearance. Usually, the godhead will transform into the thing they once cherished the most. If the appearance of the godhead becomes invisible, it means that the god has no treasured object, or the object has long disappeared.

Riya was also very curious about what her trade godhood would look like. When the meme reached zero, the mature godhood would probably reveal its true form.

It might take the form of money, or maybe even Swarovski.

“Gurgle…Gurgle…”

Those tentacles wrapped around Red Moon's authority, sealing it up completely like a cocoon, and dragged it back into the depths of nothingness. Then, another gray-black tentacle stretched out towards Riya, containing a small, purified authority.

This thing is the limit of what he can adapt to at the moment, no more, no less. If there is less, his authority will dissipate, and if there is more, he will no longer be able to maintain his human appearance and will turn into a shapeless mythical creature.

Ria caught it, and the scarlet substance automatically merged into his consciousness. This thing meant that Ria had the right to control death from now on. Fortunately, it was a weakened version, otherwise a believer would die after offering sacrifice to him, and Ria estimated that he would soon be without believers.

Now is also the time to let consciousness return and fight for control of the body.

Riya stroked the handle of the cane with her leather-gloved fingers. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, her pupils contracted in an instant. Without hesitation, she swung the cane towards her two o'clock position. The cane turned into a sharp sword and pierced straight into the rusty red ball on the ground.

He reacted very quickly, and the rust moved even faster, dissipating completely in an instant and then piercing through countless threads in the void on all sides that pierced through Riya, leaving him unable to move.

At this time, rusty red traces appeared on the ground again, and they began to emit bubbles like boiling lava. As the bubbles burst, a hand began to extend from them.

At first it was just one hand, and then the hand grabbed the ground, trying to slowly pull the whole body out of the ground. It can be seen that this process is not easy, and as the man's figure appeared, the divine nature behind Liya actually showed a rare instinctive emotion of rage.

"Don't be so anxious. Do you know how long I have been looking for you?"

Riya saw a young man. His face was blurry. He seemed to be quite handsome, but also very ordinary, so ordinary that people would forget him as soon as they saw him.

The man was wearing a retro dark red dress, but the vest lining was a striking fluorescent green, and even his gloves were an asymmetrical pile of yellow-green velvet half-finger gloves.

From an aesthetic point of view, this person's outfit was terrible, but the other party didn't seem to think so. For such a grand day, he probably brought the best combination of clothes he could think of.

"It's been a long time. I can't remember how long it has been since I showed myself in this posture."

The man only had two legs left. He looked at Leah with a smile on his face, his eyes as if he was staring at a pile of cargo.

Riya's eyes flashed golden. He didn't know why, but he felt extremely disgusted with this man from the bottom of his heart since the first time he saw him.

This emotion was quite rare for him. After all, even when he first met Hephisgetu, Ria didn't have such an instinctive aversion to them. This emotion appeared so suddenly that he wanted to break free immediately, kill the other party, cut him into pieces, and then mash him into meat paste and mix it into cement to pave the road.

(End of this chapter)