They all call me an Outer God.

But the crowd still looked on indifferently at Him.

Riya even drove Him out of the palace.

After confirming that the Creator really didn't want to pay any more attention to him, the negative emotions in the idiot's heart grew like crazy and grew wantonly in the damp environment.

"This isn't fair, why am I the only one being treated specially?"

"What did I do wrong to make everyone ignore me and hate me like this, even the person who created me."

"Could it be that I will become a big trouble in the future? But I don't want to be a trouble voluntarily. Even if those prophecies come true, it's all because of you."

The idiot stood there and looked up at the red moon. He stared at the red moon for a long time until a figure suddenly appeared silently behind him.

The figure was getting closer and closer to Him, until the idiot suddenly turned around, and his legs instantly turned into gray-black tentacles and stabbed at the other party like swords: "Who!?"

Being targeted by so many tentacles, the man behind him instantly raised his hands. The tentacles pierced through the man's head, and the flesh and bones on the side of the puncture melted down like wax, but the man was still talking.

"Don't be so surprised, sir. I just saw that you were all alone and wanted to chat with you."

The man in a dark red suit curved his scarlet pupils, trying his best to show his harmlessness and friendliness to the person in front of him.

But the idiot is not so easy to fool: "I smell the scent of disaster on you."

"You are so smart. I am His incarnation."

"Isn't His incarnation dead?"

"Hehe, who says there can only be one incarnation? My respected angel."

Gheros looked at the idiot's increasingly wary gaze, and his expression suddenly became innocent: "How pitiful! They say that the Creator is ruthless, but in fact, it seems that He is only ruthless to you and me. The two of us are like abandoned pawns."

"You talk a lot of nonsense - what do you want to say, you troublemaker."

"Don't say such harsh words. I just think that there are pitiful people like us in this world who share the same suffering. We are all innocent victims of our bad tempers.

This is really a coincidence. If possible, we may be able to cooperate. I am happy to be loyal to you and become your servant."

"Hmm?" The word "servant" surprised the idiot. He thought he would hear some words like friend or ally from the other party, but from the very beginning, the other party put himself in a very low position and deliberately praised him.

Although the idiot was still alert in his heart, it could be seen from the slightly relaxed look in his eyes that he actually enjoyed the word.

Just like even though He knew that Ghroth had bad intentions, He didn't actually mind that much, because the idiot himself was extremely dissatisfied with those who were hostile to him.

This undoubtedly made Gehros understand what attitude he should adopt when dealing with idiots.

He felt the tentacles of the idiot angel being pulled out of his head little by little, and his head could not be restored at all.

This is terrifying because it means that the angel in front of him has deprived him of the ability to recover.

But Ghroth didn't care about that anymore.

How could a child who had never felt the kindness of others resist this sudden enthusiasm? Moreover, Ghros was very skilled in persuasive rhetoric. It only took him a few minutes to easily trick the idiot into falling into his trap.

“Great angel, I believe you have also heard from the Creator that you will become the Supreme God in the future, the supreme existence in this world, and even Leah herself will only feel deep fear of you.

If you are willing, I will help you achieve the highest, and you will trample all those who look down on you under your feet, making them regret what they did today." "...Higher than the original?"

"Oh, you've said the wrong thing again, great sir. You are the original one, aren't you? If the condition for Meme One to become a god is to merge all memes, then you can also devour the remaining people as the main body."

"Perhaps, you can be the original one?"

"By then, all those who disobey you will disappear, and all life will only be worthy of crawling at your feet!"

The idiot's pupils contracted slightly.

In front of Him, red light flashed in Ghroth's eyes, and his words became more and more bewitching.

Now Ghros has seen that although the idiot in front of him is still wary, a rift has already appeared in his heart towards everyone, including Leah herself.

This is exactly what Gehros wanted to see.

As long as He is shaken in the slightest, everything will be fine, but now is not the time to show that He is very excited.

"That's what I originally thought, but now... it seems that I have overstepped my bounds. You don't seem to have this idea."

Ghros retreated to advance, his body gradually dissolving: "Then please pretend that you have never seen me."

Having said that, He was about to leave, but just when His figure was about to completely disappear in the turbulence of time and space, the idiot suddenly called Him.

"Wait a minute."

With his back to the idiot, the smile on his face became more and more twisted.

Hooked.

He took the bait!

Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha He took the bait!!! How could there be such a stupid angel? No wonder this man is an idiot! If it was Leah herself, she wouldn't be so easy to fool, and might even trick him in the unexpected place.

The angels that were just born were indeed terrifyingly innocent.

Although Gehros was extremely pleased in his heart, on the surface, he turned back with a hesitant look on his face: "Do you have anything else to say?"

"I agree to your request for cooperation, but don't get me wrong, all this is just to bring down Leah."

A gloomy look appeared on the idiot's face, and he gritted his teeth in an almost vicious tone.

"I don't care about other people's eyes, they are insignificant to me, and the best outcome for them is for them all to die.

But there is only Lia Kercha, my creator... I will completely plunder all of His achievements the moment He becomes a god. I want to see Him collapse and kneel down to beg me, just like a rich capitalist who loses all his money in an instant, revealing his ugliest face. "

"I will engrave today's promise deep in my soul and will never forget it even when I die."

Looking at the idiot's sinful appearance, Ghros couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Why wouldn't He laugh? The condition for becoming Meme Zero is to integrate all memes, but the successful interpretation of each meme is inseparable from the characteristics injected into it by the extraordinary. Perhaps, they will also give birth to their own consciousness.

Once these consciousnesses deviate from the main body and choose to betray when merging, the performer will bear a backlash that is a hundred billion times higher than ordinary meme pollution. (End of this chapter)