They all call me an Outer God.

Shival knew where he was from the beginning, and followed him wherever he went, because there was indeed an inseparable "blood" relationship between Origin and the Nameless Mist.

Yes, that’s right, it is the original creation, so it is natural that it would favor Leah.

According to this relationship, Nyog-Sohep the Nameless Mist can even be regarded as the brother of Nyarlathotep the Crawling Chaos.

Perhaps He had already noticed something, which was why He was so worried about Leah.

Nyarlathotep's soul is responsible for guarding the original body, while Nyog-Sohep's clone is responsible for guarding the original godhood.

The meme represented by the original is [idiot]. That is to say, if a transcendent whose main meme is idiot wants to become a demigod, he also needs to go through the level of Riya, but achieving meme zero becomes a wishful thinking.

Extraordinary people have little chance of becoming gods, as their path has long been monopolized by the gods.

The original Riya also had such troubles, but now he has no more troubles.

But there are newer and bigger troubles.

"You should know that we rejected that proposal."

When countless dark figures gathered around Riya and were about to blow the sky flute to play music for him, Riya reached out and grabbed the tentacle that was covering his eyes.

"I will not be an original."

Then, forcefully and unquestioningly, he grasped it open and regained his vision.

"I promised it that I would not put myself in such a blind and foolish situation."

[Promised...it? ]

Nyarlathotep thought.

[“It” refers to the clone of the Nameless Mist? ]

He did not call out the real name, but referred to it by its honorific name. At this moment, the light of the golden pupils around him was more eye-catching.

Those few words "I object" still pierce Nyarlathotep's heart like nails.

[I see, that’s how it is…]

Unknown gazes were cast towards eyes in all directions.

[Nameless Mist, do you want to go against me? ]

[I should have clearly warned you to do your job within the rules and not to interfere with my script.]

"That has nothing to do with it."

Riya suddenly closed her hand that was holding the tentacle, and crushed the tentacle into ashes in an instant.

This made Nyarlathotep look at her in a slightly different light. After all, according to his thinking, Leah should not be able to exert enough ability to resist him now.

"It doesn't matter who I am. I only see myself as a human being, and the destiny of mankind is to fight against the outer gods and resist the stars in exchange for living space."

"I have prayed to you. Since you have made a deal with me, you should know that our deal is not over yet. The most important thing is that you help me find the Radiant Rising Sun in exchange for a chance to be promoted. We don't have much time to fight against the Disaster Star."

【Do you know what you are talking about? 】

Nyarlathotep seemed to have heard a very amusing joke.

[You are trying to stop the disaster star from waking up "you", how stupid and ridiculous! ]

[After knowing all this, you still want to think of yourself as an ordinary human being, just a human being! !? Then from the perspective of the Outer Gods, what would you do! ? ]

"From the perspective of the Outer Gods..."

Riya closed her eyes, then gently lifted her eyelids, her tone indescribably strange and cold.

"From the perspective of the Outer Gods, I am the original creator, a living being whose soul is absolutely above all others, and an independent individual."

“No one has the right to manipulate me or use me as a puppet, even you, Nyarlathotep. Praying to you is just a formality, not an admission that you are higher than me.

I am not interested in your script. On the contrary, you should obey my orders unconditionally.

Although I don’t know my past personality, judging by my present self——

The premise of me going along with you is: you can only develop according to my wishes. What you think is indulgence is just that everything happens to be under my control.

Isn’t this the true meaning of forced trade? This is capital. By giving some sweet things, subordinates can be made to work like slaves and never get tired of it. "

【…】

[You have never had any humanity]

"That's why I have to learn. From the past to now, I have been learning about human nature... In the process of learning about people, have I learned it well?"

At this moment, Riya suddenly smiled dimly, and his body turned into an invisible mist and dissipated from the confinement of the tentacles and the dark figure of the player.

His purpose was achieved.

“Thank you for talking to me so much and telling me the truth. I like these things very much. Remember to send me the rest of my reward.

I don't accept your script, but I have a new one here, and you might be able to come and see it or even act in it--"

"The hero will defeat the evil dragon (disaster star) and rescue the princess (glorious rising sun). Do you like this theme?

Come play it with me, my friend, and consider it as an invitation to play… it’s nice to play the hero once in a while.”

Riya's figure disappeared like rapidly sublimating dry ice, and along with it were the eyes on all sides that grew dimmer and dimmer until they disappeared.

[Ha…hahahaha…hehehe, heheha ...

【Aha ...

The shadows holding the flutes froze in place for a long time before they could not help but started laughing wildly while clutching the instruments in their hands. Their laughter was very gloomy and hoarse at first, but by the end it had turned into a very sharp carnival that filled the entire space.

[Azathoth...Azathoth! ]

[It really surprised me that he could actually turn the tables under such circumstances and openly invite me to participate in his script]

[What a lunatic, what a lunatic, this is the first time someone dares to say something like this to me]

The puppet said to the operator, what's the point of you just arranging the script and watching us play, we can be puppets together and have fun together.

Nyarlathotep found it very ridiculous. He could not help but feel angry and irritated, but among those emotions, there was also a bit of joy and excitement hidden.

Finally, all the noise turned to silence.

In the boundless darkness, an obscure whisper passed by in vain and disappeared like the wind.

【OK】

Ok.

He admitted that He was incited.

……

Lia woke up, and it was still pitch black in front of him. The "one minute" had not yet ended. He moved his hands and feet with pain all over his body, and heard them making a "creaking" sound. Then he realized that the mask of the faceless god was actually on his face.

"Good morning, my noble, handsome, and beloved father. You woke up so soon. Can't you sleep a little longer?"

When Riya heard the mask suddenly start talking, she almost threw it away for a moment. Fortunately, its own desire to survive saved its life.

"Don't throw me, I'm just a breakable mystery object!"

"Who are you calling father?" Riya questioned it. She had never been married in either her previous life or this one, so why did they all seem to be in good health?

Although in a sense, he is indeed very old.

Riya tore the mask off her face and held it in her hand, only to find that its appearance had changed. The original "faceless" mask had a mouth, and the mouth was completely bright red, as if it was painted with blood.

"It's a little disgusting."

Riya's aesthetic taste had long been distorted, and the mouth was not within his aesthetic range. As he said this, he was about to throw it to the ground.

"Stop! Leave the mask behind! I am useful. I am a tool that Master Fuxing Hun Dun specially left behind to help you solve your problems. I can tell you how to fight against the disaster star. I also have Master Fuxing Hun Dun's divine power stored in my body. You can't destroy me like this!"

"Snapped!!!"

"what!!!"

Before it could finish its words, Riya threw it to the ground mercilessly.

As a result, it was not broken at all. Not only that, the mask even let out a human-like scream.

Now Ria had no choice but to pick it up again and affirm the quality of this thing.

"Good quality."

"Of course. My hardness is on par with carbon 60, but I am still fragile. By the way... Father, you hit me so hard just now."

"Come and hit me again, hit me harder."

Leah: “……?”

Is this still an m?

He felt the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, and immediately asked the mask to change its name, anything would do as long as it was not father.

Finally, at Ria's strong request, the mask finally changed the way it addressed Ria from "father" to "sir".

The change in the Faceless Mask probably also means that the Crawling Chaos indirectly acknowledges Leah's ways and is willing to assist him before Ghroth's demise.

Although Riya felt that little Shiwa didn't seem to like it very much.

Well, not as if.

Little Schwar didn't like it at all.

According to the mask's self-introduction, its name is "One Thousandth Face" and it is the embodiment of one of the creation personalities of the Hidden Chaos.

It possesses absolute wisdom and guidance. When you encounter any problem that cannot be solved, wearing it can allow you to share the power of the crouching chaos in a short period of time.

But everything has side effects. The side effect of this thing is that it easily feels lonely and insecure, likes to chatter, and if it is not responded to within a day, it will silently break and die.

"Why does it sound so miserable?"

The impression of the mask in Leah's mind has changed from an m to a miserable and melancholy m.

“You know, I lost my parents when I was young and grew up with my grandfather. My grandfather contracted a tea garden and I was responsible for selling tea for him.

But my grandpa is ill, and all the burdens of the family are piled on me. In order to help my grandpa, are you willing to buy..."

"I don't want to." Ria interrupted it when it started telling some jokes that were so old that they couldn't be any older.

He didn't intend to waste any more time talking to it, and instead began to ask it important questions about the Shining Sun.

For example, with my current strength, what are the chances of success in rescuing Guangyao Xuri, what kind of helpers do I need to find, and what preparations do I need to make in advance.

"Save the Radiant Rising Sun?"

The thousandth side only looks unserious on the surface, but when Leah asked it about these key points, it quickly gave an answer.

"Is it the shining rising sun I was thinking of?"

"Sir, to rescue the Radiant Rising Sun, you must at least advance to the level of Meme One, but to advance to Meme One, you must have the permission of the Radiant Rising Sun."

"Wouldn't that be a vicious circle?" Riya frowned slightly.

"No, no, no, how can this be a vicious circle? Most people can only think that they must save Guangyao Xuri. If they can't save Him, He can only wait to die.

But is it really that simple? He is an Outer God who controls the entire solar system and represents the element of fire."

The corners of the mask's mouth rose more and more.

"Don't underestimate the Radiant Sun. While the Disaster Star is eroding it, it is also eroding the Disaster Star itself. The Radiant Sun is maintaining the balance of the solar system. Since the system is still running smoothly, it means that it is fine."

Mr. Leah, if you want to get in touch with the real Shining Sun, we can try to avoid Ghroth's detection, gather the authority of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and use it as a stepping stone to reach His spiritual kingdom.

Guangyao Xuri has always been considerate to his subordinates. When he senses the aura of a subordinate, he will definitely not sit idly by and will choose to meet you whether he is willing or not.

And then you can naturally pray to Him and explain the situation, kill the original angel under His seat and become the angel of Meme One under His seat. "

"But you just said that Radiant Rising Sun has always been kind to his subordinates. Would He agree so easily for me to kill His angels?"

“He had no choice. Since those angels had mistakenly identified the master they followed day and night and were contaminated by him, it only meant that they were a bunch of rubbish.

The Radiant Sun can only trust you, and you are his only chance to escape the control of the disaster star. This will be a game of mutual exploitation, with everyone using others and being used by others. "

But meeting the true God is not an easy task. His Excellency the Radiant Rising Sun's body and consciousness are bound by the Star of Disaster. Ordinary prayers will only be accepted by the Star of Disaster, unless He takes the initiative to avoid the Star of Disaster's surveillance and looks for you.

But considering His current physical condition, this is obviously unrealistic.

You need some special attraction.”

"What means?"

“Hehehe, Mr. Riya, do you know about penance?”

“Practice hard…”

Of course Riya knew what asceticism was. In the past life, some believers in certain countries practiced an asceticism method that was completely different from prayer. It meant that believers gave up worldly desires such as good clothes, three meals a day, and lots of sleep, and worked hard to practice the middle way of selflessness.

The underlying logic of this practice is to cut off connections with the secular world, reduce distractions in the pursuit of truth, and focus on gaining insight into the truth through the connection between the body and the universe.

It usually includes rigorous physical and mental training, such as long periods of sitting meditation, etc.

"Do you think you can connect to the real Shining Sun with these?"

"Of course not, but the probability of contacting Him by doing so is much greater than the probability of ordinary prayer, sir."

The power of sincere asceticism cannot be underestimated. (End of this chapter)