They all call me an Outer God.

Now, the angel slowly opened His eyes, and His pale golden pupils were as empty and indifferent as crystal.

Behind Him, six wings slowly emerged from the cracks in His shoulder blades, still growing in a deformed and twisted posture.

At the top layer of the wings, the feathers were covered with a bluish-gray membrane, and the lower they went, the colder white of bone china appeared. The many golden pupils embedded in the wings were not fully open. They were half-closed, revealing crescent-shaped irises, exposing blood vessels wrapped in scarlet blood, and each one was shrinking in a different direction.

If you don't look closely, it looks like a gem inlaid in white feathers.

The process from human to angel is like the complete metamorphosis of an insect. The extraordinary person needs to break his body into pieces and then reassemble it in order to be reborn.

The angel who had just completed its metamorphosis was undoubtedly fragile, as fragile as a newborn bird.

At the moment, Ria's brain is not fully awake yet, and even his movements are very slow. When he opened his eyes, his half-dazed golden pupils stared at the ground without blinking. After a long time, Ria took a step and tentatively left the cocoon that trapped him.

At this moment, He probably had no way of thinking about who He was, and everything He did was based on biological instinct.

Instinctively, he felt as if someone was waiting for him outside the door, so Riya walked directly outside, and the people surrounding him automatically lowered their heads and silently made way for him.

"..."

Riya felt as if he had been walking for a long time. The wings behind him were folded, and a hint of gray and black was faintly visible at the roots of the wings.

"He's out! Everyone be on alert!"

The investigators who had been waiting outside the door for a long time tensed their muscles, and then they saw a white shadow.

"Angel……"

At this moment, everyone who saw Leah was in a trance for a moment, because that one glance touched them so deeply. The meme in front of them - the extraordinary person - had nothing to do with pollution. From a distance, "He" was so holy and inviolable, and his silver wings that were not stained by dust were sparkling with golden light.

Rather than an angel, it is more like a savior god.

“Am I in heaven?”

Someone murmured unconsciously.

"Isn't that the purest angel in the legend? It's completely different from the polluted supernatural creatures we usually come into contact with!"

"Don't let your guard down, don't be fooled!"

Seeing that his teammate was about to be deceived by the angel's pure white appearance, the captain of this team punched him hard.

"Do you know what the extraordinary beings of Meme One are? Their power is second only to that of God, so they are called God's messengers, apostles, or angels.

Even if the angels' appearance is deceptive, you must remember that they are the source of pollution, and far beyond any extraordinary creatures we can come into contact with. Sometimes, they just stand there and do nothing, which is enough to emit level 12 mental pollution. "

"Everyone, put on your goggles to protect yourself from mental pollution. Although it is a human that has walked out now, we cannot let our guard down."

"It looks like He hasn't fully regained consciousness yet."

"That's why we need to be more vigilant."

Everyone looked at Riya with vigilance as she walked towards them, watching her pure white dress become darker and darker as time passed, until it was completely dyed gray and black.

This feature seems to be no different from those insects that are molting. Often, insects also turn snow-white when they molt, and gradually begin to show their original color.

Riya continued to move forward, while the others continued to retreat. Finally, after the two sides had been in a stalemate for no less than three minutes, a blond man holding a long sword appeared out of nowhere among them. Facing Riya, he slowly raised the Sword of the Sun.

When Riya saw the other person, he was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head slightly.

The angel knelt on one knee, folded his wings, and let the man's sword get closer and closer to him, and then tapped each end of his shoulders.

The man spoke in a language that only they could understand: "I, the Shining Sun, Sodiris Kashiribane Moratler, only use the authority of the sun and fire to welcome the newborn angels under my seat, and I will give you the name—" [Golden Angel]

[The world's weights and measures and judgments are in your hands, and your scales are the measure of fairness]

"I will follow my Lord God, the shining sun."

Riya has fully woken up, and he knows very well that this is all thanks to the shining sun, otherwise he himself would not be able to control what would happen next.

Of course, my ability to complete the interpretation from Meme 2 to Meme 1 is also inseparable from the actors and audiences who accompanied me in the performance.

The ability of a prophet is enough to deduce the overall situation. Now, Riya just stands there and stares at a stone, and he can roughly observe all its trajectories from its birth to its end.

But His expression now is not very good.

"What's wrong?" Sodiris noticed his abnormality and helped him up. "Did you see anything?"

Leah pondered: "I saw the fate of the world, everything is exactly as described in the Book of Revelation."

"Ha, that's the old problem of the prophet. Because he knows too much, he always likes to worry about the predictions of the future."

Sodiris understood immediately after hearing His words: "Do you believe in your own prophecies?"

"I believe."

"Then are you scared?"

"Do not."

Lia shook her head slowly but firmly, and a light flashed in her eyes: "I saw the probability of the world being destroyed among hundreds of billions of possibilities. The total probability of everything being destroyed is 99.998%."

"That means we still have a 0.002% chance."

Sodiris understood, he laughed and then applauded: "Good, much better than I thought."

"Why do you say that?" Leah looked at Him in confusion.

“The probability of 0.002% is not even lower than the probability of winning in a certain game we played before. Isn’t this worth celebrating?”

Sodiris seemed to be very open-minded about the end of the world, and Riya couldn't help but sigh that it was no wonder that he could be an Outer God representing the element of fire, his temperament was indeed eccentric.

"You are right."

Riya agreed with Sodiris' idea. A probability of 0.002% might not be a bad bet. The two continued to communicate in their old language, and everything went smoothly.

Until Sodiris suddenly seemed to have thought of something and looked at Leah with a strange look.

"You are now an angel. Congratulations. The gods will surely be happy for you."

"The best reward is that they don't want me to die soon."

"Hahahaha, that's right - by the way, aren't you cold?"

"?"

Riya saw Sodiris looking her up and down, and a bad premonition arose in her heart.

(End of this chapter)