They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 163 You're Dreaming
The mask shouted excitedly, and as if in response, a giant claw of the giant shadow in the sky suddenly tore through the clouds, and then the faceless face was completely pressed against the giant hole, looking down.

Almost instantly, Ria lowered his head to avoid eye contact with the creature. He understood the danger these beings posed, and at the same time, he was horrified.

The white-masked man's actions from the very beginning were all aimed at summoning the Faceless God. They really are a bunch of madmen who are capable of anything!

"Oh, are you alright? Why don't you look at our Old God? Look how holy and beautiful He is! Soon you will become like Him..."

"You want Him to devour me?"

"It's hard to say. We only worship the strongest one. As the leader said, if you want to become a god and replace other people's faith, you need to see if you are prepared to bear the price."

"If you can devour the old god, you will be our new god. If He devours you, we will pretend that nothing ever happened..."

Isn't this a great deal? What a touching act of selflessness! I was almost moved to tears by the believers' actions.

At that moment, Ria didn't hear what the mask was saying; he only felt a burning, throbbing pain in his eyes.

Despite her quick averting gaze, Ria still couldn't help but look directly into the guy's face.

Since He pressed His face against the edge of the cloud, He has remained motionless. The surrounding area seems to have been isolated into a closed space. All the unfortunate creatures trapped in this space bleed from their seven orifices and fall to the ground, howling and rolling in pain, because they look directly at His presence.

Lia wasn't much better off; his vision was becoming increasingly blurry, and the mask in his hand took the opportunity to tempt him: "Is this not enough? I'm on your side. With your potential, you absolutely cannot lose to that old man up there."

"That way, if you wear me on your face, we can beat Him up badly and then eat Him! We can devour His flesh and blood, swallow His brains, and suck His marrow dry!"

"..."

Why aren't you saying anything?

"..."

Ria looked up and raised the mask in her hand. The mask looked at Ria's face and suddenly noticed that Ria's eyes were closed, but the golden eyes on the surface of her skin were staring at it.

"I'm considering a possibility."

"What's the possibility?"

"The possibility of sacrificing you."

"What! You want to sacrifice me!?"
"Whom do you intend to sacrifice, the sun? Are you kidding me? We're running out of time..."

“Listen to me, child, I am about to sacrifice you to the faceless god.”

Ria gradually relaxed: "How could I not have thought of that? I should have."

"The gods of today have little wisdom; they are like machines that only know how to complete tasks. Even when they descend, they are not their true selves."

As Mr. Layton, the South Adeline Division Chief in The Keeper of the Secrets, has said, God cannot descend in his true form. Even if it were him, he would only be a minor incarnation, and the place he descends to would be quite special.

In other words, the Faceless God now is merely a corrupted image; the reason He's watching this place is solely for your sake.

"What, for me?"

"Yes, you are a mysterious object formed from the lives of most of the believers. You are the thing that attracts the faceless illusion to appear. If it weren't for you, He wouldn't be here at all."

"As long as I dedicate you to Him, everything will be resolved, and you can say goodbye to this world forever—"

As Ria spoke, he became more and more excited. He couldn't wait to raise the mask high, and the expression on the mask changed from playful to terrified.

"You're talking nonsense!" It no longer even uses honorifics.

"What makes you think your guesses are all correct? Don't you think you're mentally unstable? Those are the supreme gods, who dares to disrespect them? They are the beings who rule over everything in this world!"

"I told you, they're all 'machines.' Who wants to rule a place where even their true forms can't descend? Now you can shut up, you idiot!"

As Ria spoke, she brought the white mask close to the eyes on the back of her neck, letting it fully express the faceless prayer, and then recited it herself. "That's not right!" the mask shouted.

"You have no human rights. I'm going to report you to the Church of the Sun!"

"I'm a mysterious artifact! How could you hand me over to someone else? I don't want to go to Faceless! I'll die! I'll really die!!!"

As it cried out, it quickly lost its voice, watching the golden pupils behind Ria's neck.

The mask turned a grayish-white color, and the facial expression disappeared, replaced by dozens of golden eyeballs.

It's murmuring—

"The supreme soul that murmurs in the depths of chaos,"

Wandering the world, witnessing the faceless, untamed souls of all living beings,
Reconstructing nihilistic bliss, bestowing upon the dark truth of decadent pleasure, the embodiment of desire.
We sing praises of desire.

Offering flesh and blood,
Praise without face...

"Lia Kercha offers me as a sacrifice to you, hoping you will grant his wish."

The white mask finally uttered the words it didn't want to say, and its form quickly disintegrated.

Lia kept his eyes closed, but the question of the faceless man automatically appeared in his mind.

The one who offered the sacrifice

What is your wish? To completely eradicate the White Masks?

His tone seemed to carry an inexplicable meaning; this was the first time Ria had experienced an emotion from a deity.

It might not be entirely accurate to call them mechanical, but their behavior does have a somewhat mechanical style, since they are consequentialist and don't care who the sacrifice is.

Without hesitation, Ria replied, "My wish is that I can make three wishes."

Yes, but I can only give you knowledge.

Is that even possible?

Lia was somewhat surprised, but he worried that the more wishes he made, the greater the price he would have to pay, so he did not greedily ask for more wishes.

The young man conceived the questions he wanted to ask and carefully considered his words before speaking.

"The first question is, who am I?"

You are a dreamer.

"The second question is, what am I doing?"

【are you sleeping】

"The third question is, where is this place?"

This is your dream.

After all the questions had been answered, the Faceless God seemed to think they were too simple, so he gave Qilia some further advice.

For example, don't trust anyone or any god.

As the price for accepting the sacrifice, I bestow upon you the divine duties and prayers of this body, hoping they will be of some help to you. Also... do not summon me again.

Before Ria could even ponder the exact meaning of His words, the enormous creature vanished completely, and everything around the youth shattered with a deafening roar.

(End of this chapter)