They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 113 Risks from Both Ends

At the end of the long table sat a man in black robes with a white face. He clapped his hands with unusual force, as if he were being pulled up from his seat like a marionette, facing Ria directly.

He said, "So what have you given up, and what kind of return do you hope to receive?"

Lia was already used to everything that happened here, and showed no fear whatsoever at the strange sights around her.

When he saw the man in black robes appear, he merely raised an eyebrow: "You'll find out soon enough. I've already paid my principal. Now it's time for you to slowly pay the price."

I think about it every day and dream about it at night.

Each time Ria falls asleep, her dreams are very different. For example, one time she is at home, and the next time she dreams of being abroad. The range is quite large.

He knew, of course, why a bunch of things that shouldn't be there were here, but he was powerless to change it.

But since this is a dream, perhaps he can do whatever he wants.

Thinking this, Ria walked to the window, opened it, and grabbed each of the faceless employees by the arms and threw them out from the height of dozens of floors.

Ignoring the shouts in her ears, Ria looked at the now-clean conference room with a refreshed expression after finishing all of this.

He turned to look at the blood array on one side of the wall and sincerely praised the sun. At the same time, he could also infer Ilint's condition from what he saw.

She has now lost even her dream-capturing ability, and will probably soon turn into a living corpse due to the curse.

"Why think so much? This is a place to relax. I just need to enjoy life peacefully."

Looking out at the bustling traffic in the distance, Lia decided to go for a walk later.

……

Bruna walked to the black cocoon formed by the constantly wriggling tentacles, reached out and touched it lightly, and the tentacles, sensing that the doctor had come to save Ria, did not stop him.

They slowly dispersed, revealing the motionless, inhuman-looking host inside.

Bruner looked at the patient's current state and sighed as he drew a strange symbol on his chest.

"You are all a great group of people."

"Gurgle—" Little Swarth transformed back into its original form and squatted down next to Ria, rubbing its head against his, its ear feathers pressed against the back of its head, looking as pitiful as could be.

It tried to pry the host's head back, but the neck below the head was badly broken, and it was only connected to the body by fragile, carbonized flesh.

Bruna could only try to calm the patient's family down, while at the same time feeling a bit worried about Ria's bold approach.

He hadn't expected that Ria would actually swallow the face that was attached to the polluted consciousness. Although it didn't seem to have any effect at the moment, there was no guarantee that there wouldn't be any hidden dangers.

The doctor could only speed up the treatment process; if anything happened to the patient while he was on duty, James would definitely tear him apart.

Time passed by, and the moon outside the window cast its light into the room, as if it were watching over everything.

Lia's injuries have mostly healed, but his facial skin is recovering very slowly, and it still looks like a shocking sight.

His clothes were also tattered and covered in strong acid left behind by the mythical creature. Bruna had no choice but to leave a set of doctor's clothes for Ria next to him, hoping that he could change himself when he woke up.

After doing all that, he heard a noise outside. When he went to check on Ilint's bedside, he found that her blanket had been pulled back, her IV line had been torn off, and she had vanished completely. "..." Bruner remained silent.

For doctors, caring for patients is never an easy task.

He couldn't help but recall his medical internship at a university in Endeles, where a patient ran away halfway through the program, taking all the medical equipment with him.

When the doctors finally found the patient, he told them that he had no insurance and the expensive medical bills were beyond his means, but doing nothing would be a disservice to all the money he had spent.

So the patient carried away a medical instrument worth dozens of gold coins as a discharge gift.

"They just won't let me have a moment's peace!"

Bruna walked to the door of the old house and found that the door had been damaged from the inside. He looked up at the white crescent moon in the sky, casually restored the door to its original state, and left.

……

Meanwhile, at the intersection of Zolamu Street, three figures appeared at the end of the street under the cover of night.

They carried flashlights, and the man in the middle walked a few steps faster than the others. In his hand was a metal rod shaped like a right angle with one end longer than the other. He held the shorter end in his hand, while the longer end was used to probe the location of the supernatural.

The three men wore clothing with a double-gear emblem—they were investigators who had come to investigate the Zolamu neighborhood incident.

Being an investigator is a dangerous job, and the tasks they undertake are all dangerous.

However, many things cannot be ignored just because you know there is danger. They had taken precautions before they came, including the possibility of an underground church lurking here, as well as the possibility of insect plagues and zombies descending at any time.

Even each investigator wrote their own will before starting the job.

"Watch your step, guys."

The investigator in the middle reminded his companions to watch out for the debris underfoot to prevent everyone from slipping and falling.

“Those combat personnel will arrive here tomorrow. Let’s hold on a little longer. If you’re really scared, recite the prayer to the sun. He might take pity on you and protect you in advance.”

No one responded to him. A few seconds later, the investigator was about to complain again when his colleague suddenly tugged at his sleeve, pointed to the sky, and looked terrified.

The moon in the sky still emitted a soft, pure light, but what it cast on the ground was only a large, dark shadow.

Those seemed to be tens of thousands of moths, fluttering their wings in swarms as they gradually engulfed the sky from the other end of the block, the sound of millions of beetles flapping their wings simultaneously echoing in the minds of every investigator.

In an instant, the investigators quickly used the light from their flashlights to shine on the bodies of the supernatural creatures. The moths, illuminated by the flashlights, gradually became sluggish, and the investigators took the opportunity to hurriedly flee along a side path.

However, their good fortune was short-lived. Just as they were about to leave the path, another small figure appeared at the end of the path.

The investigators quickly shone the lights on it and were astonished to find that it was actually a living corpse.

The zombie was a woman. Her skin was stuck to her bones, like tree bark that had been deep-fried. Her eye sockets were deeply sunken, and her pupils protruded from her sunken eyelids, making them the size of lychee seeds.

In an instant, the investigators felt a chill run down their spines.

(End of this chapter)