They all call me an Outer God.

The pitch-black creature was shaking its feathers, making a rustling sound. What looked like feathers were actually its tentacles, and its two huge eyeballs were placed in the middle of a group of tiny tentacles, surrounded by the tentacles.

There is a saying that goes, when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring back at you.

Darles didn't understand this sentence in the past, but he understood it now. After all, the look in the eyes of the mythical creature holding him below was not friendly at all.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Goooo!"

"what--"

"Goooo!"

"what--"

Little Sval used his tentacles to throw it high up, and when it was about to fall to the ground, he caught it and threw it again, obviously treating it as a toy.

It has the ability to travel through multiple spaces, so even if the mask falls to the ground, it will be dragged out from another direction by the tentacles, dangling like a magic trick.

At the end of the shaking, the mask no longer made any sound, and Leah had reason to suspect that it had been shaken unconscious.

"Okay, Shival, let's see where we should go next."

Riya said to little Shiwa, and at this time it pressed Riya's head back into its neck, watching them connect and heal completely.

At this time, Riya also stopped, placed his cane upright on the ground and let go, letting it fall in one direction.

Speaking from inspiration, that direction is their destination.

……

"Damn beast!"

In a sunless sand cave, a coffin engraved with royal secret characters rarely "came to life", and a low-frequency and noisy sound of teeth gnawing on stone slabs could be heard from it.

Soon, the sounds stopped, and a curse came from the coffin, followed by the friction between cloth and soil.

Countless yellow sand began to seep out of the gap between the coffin lid and the bottom plate. Some antlion-like insects crawled out of the yellow sand frantically and began to pounce on the coffin.

They stretched out their scarlet, slender tongues from their mouths, rolled up the yellow sand, and spit out gold grains one after another, as if the sand was a rare delicacy that was out of their reach.

Unfortunately, before they could enjoy it for too long, the sand cave collapsed completely.

From the surface, the originally flat desert began to collapse inward madly with one point as the center, forming a huge pit, as if it was inhabited by a giant ant lion.

Also in the center of the huge pit, a shriveled, ugly hand wrapped in dirty cloth stretched out.

It treated the desert as its protective shell like the tentacles of a snail, and after carefully confirming that there was no danger around it, it drilled out and began to help its body escape.

"It has been a long time since I usurped the throne and have not suffered such humiliation."

The shriveled and short "man" took great effort to drill out of the sand. His body was like a baby that had been dead for a long time, but his head was surprisingly large. The eye sockets were sunken into a dark area, and oil was still oozing out.

It is obvious that He has existed for a long time, but even so, He is still active.

"Ha-ha! In the future of all life, there is only death and collapse."

The shriveled man raised his head and almost greedily sucked fresh air from the filthy cloth.

The first five generations of Tabalfu were all ruled by incarnations of Nyarlathotep. As for why the sixth was able to overthrow him, it was because of many unfair means.

It could almost be considered a war between gods. The giant Titan's hammer smashed the ancient city into gravel. People prayed to God for freedom and peace, but also prayed to God for death and killing, absolute power and status.

Eventually, the corrupt Dust Walkers were invited and, together with the gods, killed the old king. The new king was then supported to take the throne, but the price was that all royal families from then on would face the curse of corruption.

Their average lifespan is three hundred years, and their bodies will begin to shrink around the age of eighty, eventually transforming into terrifying and hideous humanoid monsters.

Their souls are forever trapped in the yellow sand, unable to live or die.

"Great Kwache Utaus, the main meme of the Lucky One, the collector of the Death Curse, the old enemy has returned. I pray for your mercy and bestow the Death Curse upon your followers."

Tabalf's face became more and more gloomy.

"I will kill anyone who steps in to my power."

He stood there for a long time, whispering many words, and finally at a certain moment, as if he had waited for a satisfactory answer, the sunken smile on his face became bigger and bigger.

【…】

"You need a death sacrifice, right? How many people are needed?"

【…】

"Are there too many people in the entire royal city?"

【…】

"Yes, you are right. The enemy is most likely the group of Hephisgetus who are good at infinite division and infection. In order to eliminate and expel them, we have massacred the city more than once, and now is no exception."

Tabalf's face became more and more hideous due to the grease oozing from his eye sockets. He bowed his head devoutly and covered his chest, thinking that everything he was going to do next was completely just.

"Those people are all Hephisgetu. If you find any one of them in the crowd, it means that no one can be trusted anymore. Everyone has been contaminated."

"The minions of lurking chaos must be destroyed."

Having said this, Tabalf suddenly raised his head, and countless wriggling arcs suddenly appeared on the surface of the cloth wrapped around him. The flesh and blood tissue that shouldn't be there squeezed his body like cancer, making his size continue to expand.

At this moment, a feeling of regret suddenly emerged in Tabalf's heart. However, before that feeling could continue to grow, his body suddenly grew like an explosion.

At the same time, the angel in the lucky meme also let out an unprecedented scream. His brain was shattered and he could no longer think independently.

……

[When I opened the fourth seal, I heard the fourth living creature say, “Come!”]

I looked, and behold, a pale horse; and its rider was called Death.

[Hell also followed Him, and power was given to them to kill a quarter of the earth with sword, famine, plague ("plague" or "death"), and wild beasts of the earth]

……

"Our Lord... ahem, the prophet has not returned yet."

The giants of the prince's faction were already waiting impatiently in the Colosseum.

As for why the people in the royal city took them to the Colosseum where only slaves and wild beasts were sent, they explained that the giants were too big and this was the only place that could accommodate all of them.

"Bah, what a joke! They even took away all the tribute we brought. It's obvious that they have no intention of letting us leave alive."

A bearded giant next to Sisitulu kept complaining.

When Xixi Tolu heard this, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. He still couldn't forget the way the people in the royal city looked at them. They were wary, fearful, and disgusted, as if they were some kind of large filth.

But there is never a shortage of Hanu in the Colosseum. Those who claim to be the upper class love to amuse themselves with them and make them fight with their own people and extraordinary creatures.

The winner will face the next more brutal fight, and the loser can only be killed, and their meat will be eaten and wine will be drunk. After all, the big guys hope to gain their bravery and strength by eating the flesh of the Hanu.

"Absolutely ridiculous!"

Those people never considered them as one of their own, and every move they made was like alms to them.

Now he doesn't even plan to act anymore.

Sisitulu stood up and wanted to move around, but the moment he stood up, someone pointed a spear at him and forced him to sit down again.

The giants' faces suddenly turned cold: "Is this the kingdom's way of entertaining guests?"

The soldiers sneered: "When it's time for you to leave, we will let you go. Now you are not allowed to go anywhere without Pharaoh's order."

"Ha, this is the first time I've seen Hanu, I didn't expect you guys to be so ridiculously big."

The soldier showed an ugly smile: "I heard that your meat is delicious and chewy, and it is the best dish to go with wine. Our salary is pitifully low, and we haven't tasted meat for a long time."

"How about we kill a few today and give them a taste?"

"You dare!?"

When the giants heard this, they clenched their fists and wanted to attack everyone here, but they had a kind of insect that could emit high-voltage electric current on their bodies. If anyone made any rash moves, those little beetles would release high-voltage electric current in an instant and electrocute them until their skin was torn apart.

"clam down."

Sisitulu calmed the giants down, while the soldiers admired their angry expressions with great interest.

Giant/Soldier: "We're just waiting for an order."

"When that command is given - we will strike back/kill."

"All this waiting is just for the Lord God/King."

The drama of oppression and being oppressed continues to be played out on this land of yellow sand.

The soldiers had already captured the youngest of the Hanu children, and were happily using their whips to leave long marks on his body, and were impatiently carving shameful words on his body with the tips of their spears.

The child gritted his teeth and wanted to fight back at the soldier, but the next moment he was subjected to a severe electric shock and was unable to stand up.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

They laughed and played: "You are just a bunch of large talking animals. You don't really think you are someone important. We just need to stand in front of you and you can't even say a word. You can only lick our toes obediently!"

No giant wanted to see their companions being humiliated. They roared and rushed forward to tear those people to pieces, regardless of the violent electric current.

As a result, this behavior attracted more soldiers, more beetles that could discharge electricity.

The prince's faction is a bunch of useless people who can't please either side.

This group of trash was insulted by many people in the tribe, regarded as traitors and scum, and was regarded as dogs to be summoned and dismissed at will by people in the royal city.

Without sufficient strength, they have no way to resist. The reason is that their people are too small and their resources have long been plundered by the people in the royal city.

Weakness is the original sin.

"Just wait, you beasts. Our king will soon issue an order to punish you. You actually dared to send a spy in this time. You are really brave."

"You said spy!? What did you do to him?" Xisituolu gritted his teeth.

"What else can I do? The only fate of spies from ancient times to the present is..."

The soldiers wanted to say something, but in the next second, the king's voice echoed in their ears. Suddenly, everyone's face was filled with joy.

The majestic and omnipotent monarch is God in their minds, the incarnation of the sun.

Every time the Pharaoh issued an oracle, it meant a carnival for the people. So what kind of oracle would he issue this time?

My People

The soldiers' smiles grew deeper. Just hearing such sounds made them excited, and their hearts beat wildly uncontrollably.

What does our king have to say?
[Unfortunately, I have to inform you]

[The old king’s chess pieces have mixed in with us. Throughout history, his chess pieces have destroyed many countries and civilizations like a plague. The speed of erosion is unheard of. It is a disaster that is absolutely forbidden by all countries.]

[My people, we are now facing this crisis as well]

Hearing this, the soldiers' expressions instantly turned into anger. They mercilessly stabbed the giant with their spears: "It's all you who caused this trouble!"

The electric current crackled on the surface of the beetle, and the people kept wailing. With the help of these wailings, the soldiers began to regard themselves as heroes as if they had taken stimulants.

They felt that what they were doing now was extremely great and that the king would definitely appreciate them.

Yet Pharaoh's words continued.

[When you see a rice weevil in a rice jar, the weevil may have eaten into all the rice. If you were the owner of the rice in the jar, what would you do?]

"Eliminate the rice bugs!"

[Burn all the rice in this jar. This is what I want to do]

The voices from both sides sounded at the same time.

The soldiers' expressions suddenly stiffened.

[So my people, I will tell you something that you all should be proud of. You have one chance to sacrifice for your country. This is a necessary choice and the honor I bestow upon you.]

[Your flesh and blood will merge with this yellow sand country and become a part of it. The desert will always remember your soul]

[Everyone, for Barkley, rest in peace——]

As the oracle was conveyed, the faces of the people became paler and paler, as if they were constantly changing masks, from joy to depression, and from depression to fear and panic.

Because at this moment, the holder of the Death Seal has raised his sword towards his royal city and his people.

His body is covered in gray armor, and his long hair floats behind his head like mist. Anything that touches him, even the smallest germ, will die and wither.

Under Him was a gray horse.

It was also at this moment that another completely different voice sounded in the minds of the giants and all the slaves who had been oppressed for a long time and wanted to resist their rights.

【Are you willing? 】

(End of this chapter)