They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 121 The Game Goes Out of Control
"It seems like this is an easy task. After all, your strength is evident to all, so such a small matter is certainly not a problem for you."

"But they still haven't responded. Do you know why, Mr. Garn Heffisgetu?"

Lia turned her head, and the reflection of those people in her glasses appeared. They were motionless, but if you looked closely, you would notice something unusual about the surface of their skin.

There was something the size of a fist wriggling inside, until it found a weak spot and crawled out, shaking its body twice.

They are human-faced moths. Some of these moths have not yet fully extended their wings, while others already have fairly large, complete wings.

After leaving their dark skin and fat, the extraordinary creatures waved their tentacles and looked at Ria, simultaneously flapping their wings and emitting beetle-like buzzing sounds.

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz!!!"

This was the first time Garn had encountered such a phenomenon. It was the first time he had seen his insects not respond to commands, but instead befriend a disordered individual disguised as a plague doctor.

"Do you think what you've done is foolproof?"

Lia looked at him: "Without the moths that possess them, how can people be controlled by you? And the current situation of these extraordinary creatures seems to be not optimistic. They have left their hosts prematurely and urgently need the nourishment of flesh and blood."

"I think... you'll do."

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of moths took flight and flew towards their former master, while the cocoons of the moth larvae on the table quickly burst open and emerged.

"Crackling sound—"

They attacked the men in black robes, those whose bodies were covered in cloth, piercing them and leaving them riddled with holes. Then, more larvae poured out of those holes and crawled toward Garn.

These fat worms wriggled segment by segment, their sharp, deep red teeth constantly opening and closing, striking each other with a metallic sound.

Soon, they surged toward the shattered stage like pinkish-red vomit, engulfing it, while the sounds of them gnawing on the wood below could be heard intermittently.

Garn let the insects engulf him. By this time, he was covered by the swarm until only half of his mask remained. It was then that he had to admit that Ria was indeed more troublesome than he had imagined.

"how did you do it?"

His tone contained no malice, only genuine doubt.

Before he could get an answer, the insects, for reasons unknown, fell to the ground convulsing and died within seconds!
The stage was completely overrun by swarms of human-faced moths and their larvae, but Ria seemed unusually happy at that moment.

He looked down at the new "stage" with satisfaction and nodded.

"This is the kind of venue a transcendent performance should have, perfectly matching the characteristics of a transcendent performance."

“Your Excellency, I think you should have the ability to infuse your consciousness into each follower, but that doesn’t matter.”

What I care about is that I can finally declare now—

The magician's performance has officially begun!

He tapped the ground with his cane, and the ground suddenly burst forth with intense golden light. The shattered wooden planks, including the corpses of insects, were corroded and swallowed by the open flames, and what was finally revealed on the ground was a huge sun ritual array.

The twenty-four long lines formed a circle shaped like a mosquito coil. Although materials were scarce, this sacrificial array still took a lot of effort from Lia and was undoubtedly much more formal in scale than the blood array of that time.

Meanwhile, Gain was bound by chains that had inexplicably appeared and were shimmering with golden light, rendering him unable to move.

"The Rising Sun Ritual Array? Using this against me... You've seen the Blood Array before?"

He continued to gaze at Ria: "Are you expressing your dissatisfaction with me drawing the Rising Sun Blood Array back then?" "No, no."

Ria slowly denied it, and then, enveloped in the light of the sacrificial array, he uttered words that no qualified believer should say.

"Who cares what happens to Him? What I care about is that you wasted so much blood on a useless place."

"Four lives, a blood array... If it had been used to summon something else, it would have yielded many rewards by now, but you only used it to desecrate the sun?"

"To me, this is a shameless waste."

"Your sins are unforgivable."

Ria slowly backed away, reciting the prayer of the radiant sunrise as she did so.

"Great sun, great ruler..."

Your humble lamb begs your attention with the corpses of these extraordinary beings, to bring the blasphemer before you to justice, to punish him, to purify him…

Garn remained motionless. He moved his hands, and the chains rattled as he pulled them, as if they would break at any moment.

This method obviously can't hold him for long.

And Gain was also eager to see the expression on Ria's face when he suddenly tore him in two, just when Ria thought he had been destroyed.

His vision descended lower and lower, the flames scorching his robes, and the chains pulled him toward the direction of the unknown.

At that moment, Ria removed her hand from the back of her head: "Aren't you eager to see what my face looks like now?"

In his hand lay a tattered piece of skin that looked as if it had been soaked in sulfuric acid, but the skin had now turned gray and was covered with golden eyeballs.

Just now, Ria had brought it into close contact with her eyes at the back of her neck. Logically speaking, the skin of the face is an inanimate object and should not change. Since it changed, it means that something has attached its consciousness to it.

"Snapped--"

Ria threw the contaminated object into the center of the sacrificial array, and the chains of the sun immediately engulfed it.

At this moment, Garn's emotions finally changed noticeably; he clearly hadn't expected that Ria would discover this.

"By the way, our score isn't over yet. You probably think my tricks end here, but how could that be? Those investigators had communication devices on them, and I started recording when they entered."

Although it may have been broken for a long time, there's always the possibility that some special messages might be transmitted to their superiors.

At this moment, there were still intermittent sounds coming from the tape recorders around the tents, but soon a group of real Order combatants arrived, and the timing was exactly as Ria had calculated.

Now that Garn's hand has been dragged into the ground, he can no longer pick up that messy flute and play it.

As Lia looked at the black-robed figures whose aura grew increasingly icy, she realized that their penchant for creating chaos was not without reason.

Seeing others suffer makes me happy.

"Well... that concludes my performance. Thank you for being here as a special guest."

With his back to Garn, Little Swarth emerged from Garn's flesh to show him the meme card, the meme code on the card had changed to "8", and a star-like symbol appeared on the edge of the card's back.

(End of this chapter)