They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 118 Pie in the sky

"You think this is impossible?" Ria shook her head. "This is magic. The real extraordinary methods have not yet been officially revealed to you."

As a magician, reaction speed and props are both indispensable. These cards are all props prepared in advance. As long as you watch the tutorial, it is easy to learn.

When everyone else's attention is focused on the cards, no one notices their pockets.

Ria took back the card, shuffled it several times, and let the audience guess a few more times. When it was laid out again, there were still no blank cards in the deck.

This was an incredible temptation for the people of Zolam Street, who had rarely seen a performance before. Their cheers were even more enthusiastic, and the investigators hidden in the crowd had to admit that the disorderly performance was nothing short of art.

“If only they weren’t sick,” the investigator on the left lamented.

“Who would risk their life to perform a meme if they weren’t sick?” Johnny retorted, reminding his companion not to forget their mission: to interrupt the performance at the crucial moment and capture the White Mask cultist.

However, there is a problem with this.

That is, they don't understand what the turning point is in the performance of the disorderly performers on stage.

When disordered individuals attract the attention of the supernatural through performance and accumulate to a certain level, they learn new abilities. The supernatural will then bestow new memes upon them. This point must be grasped accurately, otherwise it is easy to alarm the other party or directly face the disordered individuals after their advancement.

Johnny's expression grew increasingly serious, so much so that the three investigators beside him dared not even breathe.

Ria was still performing on stage, but soon he changed to a different approach.

At this moment, a wooden board perpendicular to the ground appeared on the stage. The board was covered with sharp metal nails, each about one meter long. Ria introduced to the audience that this was a very interesting game.

"Crack!"

With his back against the spikes, he suddenly leaned back, and the spikes pierced through him instantly, suspending him in front of the wooden plank.

In an instant, everyone burst into screams of terror. They all thought that the magician had suddenly killed them out of sheer desperation. Besides them, some people who were completely covered in cloth were also watching the phenomenon with great interest.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

People were still shouting, a chaotic, panicked, and terrified cacophony that could almost lift the tent roof off.

"Don't panic, everyone. I'm still alive. These are all magic effects."

Despite being pierced by spikes, Ria waved to the crowd.

He was fine when he didn't move, but when he did, the shouts became even more intense.

Somewhat helpless, Ria took a deep breath and spent a long time calming the crowd down. Then, he told everyone that the charm of magic lies in the interplay of truth and falsehood, in seeking life within death and death within life.

"I wonder if any audience member would like to come up and perform? There is a cash reward for anyone who dares to go on stage."

Ria sincerely extended an invitation to everyone. He looked around the audience seats and finally focused his gaze on the person wrapped in cloth, his eyes narrowing behind his glasses.

"I see you seem quite interested in giving it a try."

The man froze for a moment, then slapped his thigh and burst into laughter: "Great! I've never experienced being pierced by a nail before."

"If you cooperate, I guarantee it will be an unforgettable experience for you."

Lia watched as the other person left the audience and walked towards the stage under everyone's gaze. "Thump, thump."

He approached the central wooden plank covered in spikes step by step, checked the hardness of the spikes with his fingers, and discovered that it was actually real metal.

Immediately, the man turned to look at Lia. He knew that the person next to him had secretly tampered with the props, replacing the fake ones with real ones.

This is indeed amazing, but as members of the White Mask Church, their principles are not about being foolish enough to die.

In an instant, almost without thinking, he grabbed Ria's arm and slammed him hard against the pile of long nails.

"Pfft!!!"

The sound of flesh being pierced came as expected, but it was not the sound of Ria's body. The moment Ria was grabbed, he grabbed the other person and pierced them through the wall of nails.

The believer was right about one thing: Ria did indeed use real metal nails. He had rehearsed the magic trick beforehand, and the nails were retractable.

When the switch is pressed, the metal of the second section will encase the spikes of the first section; of course, one can also choose not to press it.

These substances are also sufficient to penetrate any fragile skin texture and bone.

"Waaaaah! Waaaaah..."

The poor believer struggled against the nail wall for a few moments before turning his head to one side. To Ria's surprise, after the man died, many human faced moth larvae crawled out from the gaps in the fabric and quickly spun cocoons in preparation for metamorphosis right before his eyes.

Some larvae unfortunately fell to the ground, and were directly squeezed out a half-meter-long semi-solid yellow liquid from behind.

The scene, which should have been eerily quiet, inexplicably became a carnival for all the white-masked cultists.

They laughed loudly, their laughter rising and falling in all sorts of strange sounds, as if they were truly delighted by the death of their companion.

The believers' brains were releasing hormones at an alarming rate, causing them to convulse with euphoria.

"Something's wrong——"

The investigators tensed up and looked to Johnny for help. Johnny's aura was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe; his chest heaved violently, as if he were on the verge of extreme anger.

“The believers here are more inhuman than I imagined, and the disorderly person on the stage is also very dangerous. We can’t delay any longer, it’s time.”

--It's now!
As he spoke, he took out a signal flare and lit it, letting it explode into the sky. This attracted everyone's attention. People didn't know what he was doing, but the man in the white mask and Ria knew very well.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats, but Ria calmly explained that it was all stage effects. Then, as if he felt the scene wasn't chaotic enough, he pulled a few pigeons out of his hat. The pigeons fluttered and flew to the heads of the audience, exploding with a "bang".

They turned into coins and fell from mid-air. While the crowd exclaimed in amazement at the miracle, they rushed to pick up the coins and even compared who could pick up the most money.

The entrance fee is only one swahl. Some people will give more, but Ria chooses to keep it for now. He will return all the money to everyone to bring their high spirits to a peak.

The coins gleamed brilliantly when illuminated by the suddenly switched-on lights, almost as if gold had fallen from the sky.

People accept them subconsciously, even some members of the White Mask Church reach out to take them.

(End of this chapter)