They all call me an Outer God.

Maybe his appearance wouldn't change much over time unless he wanted to try a new look.

"That's enough, you don't have to give me any more food."

Riya wiped his mouth. In order to better integrate into the local indigenous culture, he had changed his clothes into the clothes prepared for him by the high priest Hanu.

Compared with the original clothes, the current clothes are obviously more wild, with the perfect combination of pale cloth, muscles and gold ornaments. It is rare for Riya to experience a completely naked upper body clothing. He is not thin, and now he can show off his vigorous and explosive posture.

Some people thought that Riya’s skin was too white, but the high priest Sisitulu insisted that it would get better if she got some sun.

"How did you become so thin... You used to be as tall as a giant tree. Even the pyramids were only worthy of being your stepping stones. How dare the hateful Tabalf do this to you."

Tabalf is the name of the monarchs of Bakri, starting from Tabalf I and now up to the fifteenth.

It is worth mentioning that the monarch who killed the god Hanu was Tabalf III, who was related to both Tabalf I and Tabalf II by blood.

During his reign, the third emperor was famous for his swift and decisive measures. He also liked to drive Hanu to build many tombs for him, the more the better. He adhered to the attitude of pushing people to death as long as he was not exhausted to death. During his reign, he experienced a total of eight wars.

No one knows exactly how he died, but he was buried, as was customary, in the largest mausoleum built during his reign.

In addition, this monarch has another title - the Black Pharaoh.

"Xixi Tolu, don't worry too much about my size. I can change my size at will."

Liya didn't know how many times Sisitulu had repeated this topic. His ears were almost calloused. "Tell me about the next plan. What will the royal pests ask us to pay tribute to them this year?"

When it comes to this topic, Xixi Tolu's face turns cold: "They want 300 people as coolies, 300 tons of coal, and they also want to divide our Pago Lake."

"You're asking for such a huge sum?"

Liya narrowed her eyes slightly: "What benefits did they give to the prince faction?"

"The chance to have supernatural powers."

"Did you make it?"

"At least it worked for me and six other people."

Sisitulu lowered his head, not daring to look Riya in the eye: "Originally I thought that if more of our tribesmen succeeded, we would be able to better fight against them."

"You...oh, forget it."

Lia couldn't expect them to come up with a better plan, but Sisitulu said, "Originally, we should continue paying tribute this year, but now that you have returned, we will attack them directly and kill them all, so that they can feel the wrath of the giants!"

Sisitulu became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had already seen the day when those people would surrender to the giant.

But Leah shook her head and rejected the idea.

Xixi Tolu was incredulous: "You don't plan to go to war with them!?"

"Not for now. If we act rashly, we will only repeat the same mistakes. I have a better plan."

The royal city has been able to survive until now amidst the wars started by numerous giants. The royal family must have had its own way of passing on immortal heritage. If you attack rashly, you will only be besieged by a group of "gods".

"Those self-righteous people think that we are brainless and easy to manipulate like pieces of stupid wood. They are wrong." Riya asked Xisituolu to lower his head and listen to his plan. Xisituolu did so, and then his eyes widened.

He looked at Leah in disbelief: "King, are we really going to do this?"

"of course."

"I understand. Since this is your will, I will obey you unconditionally."

Sisitulu turned and left.

The next day, he gave Ria a hooded robe, and watched as Ria grew bigger and bigger until he became a giant nearly three meters tall with the same skin color as theirs.

Then Riya put on her robe and took some divination tools prepared for her by Xisituolu. This attire was consistent with the appearance of a prophet in the Hanu tribe who was good at sacrifice and prophecy.

Although the Hanu people are not as smart as the citizens in the city, they are unmatched in their perception of nature. They can predict the future based on their most instinctive premonitions, and those who can be called "prophets" are the best at predicting the future.

What Ria needs to do is to sneak into the city in this manner, and preferably meet the monarch directly with the help of her sophistry of prophecy.

"It will be a smooth journey."

It's not a prayer, it's an affirmation.

Riya tapped the crystal ball floating in front of her with her knuckles, as if she had seen the future from it.

The other giants were puzzled when they saw him, but were surprised when they learned the truth.

Of course, this surprise was not because there was finally someone among them who knew how to use his brain, but because their king had finally grown into a normal human body.

But why did their king suddenly change from a "warrior" to a "mage"?
But this is not the point. It seems that the things they fed the king yesterday were very effective. The giant really needs to eat more in order to grow taller and stronger.

It is just unclear how long it will take and how much food will be consumed to restore the king to his former titanic size.

"My tribesmen, we are leaving. I will strive to secure a few more positions for extraordinary people, so that more of you can have the opportunity to possess extraordinary powers."

Xisituolu, along with a group of his tribesmen and a bunch of stuff, set out on the journey to the royal city, and Ria was among them. Little Shival hid under his hood and felt for the first time that Ria's arms were so broad.

In this way, it took them three days to reach the royal city. Along the way, there was nothing but desert, with very few green plants. The so-called royal city was a city built around an oasis.

It is not lush and green. Under the long-term demands of tens of thousands of people, the little green has long disappeared. Only scattered vegetation and water sources can tell people that this was once a fertile oasis.

Riya looked at the group of incredibly large camels behind her. These camels were also a specialty of the giants and were used for vehicles, transportation and food. However, they were said to have a very hard taste and were not recommended for races other than the Hanu.

They arrived at the city gate. The towering boulders blocked everything in the city. The soldiers guarding the city had their heads wrapped in cloth. When they saw them, they frowned and asked, "Why are you so late?"

"Sorry, sorry, our prophet predicted that the sandstorm will be more severe in the next few days. This time is just right."

"Sandstorm? Where did the sandstorm come from..."

The soldier looked at the cloudless sky and was about to say something when Riya's fingers hidden under his robe moved slightly. A strong wind mixed with yellow sand suddenly came from the other end of the horizon, forming a dark tornado at a speed visible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)