They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 186 The Mythical Creature That Loves Tooth Extraction
"The people in the city will also begin to mutate. They are the people we deliberately let out of the factory. Those noble adults have been waiting for this day for too long."

"Why didn't you wait until I'm dead to say this?"

"..."

"I mean, your plan is absolutely flawless."

Lia patted him on the shoulder, not caring whether the other understood his unspoken meaning, and changed the subject: "However, I had the workers' families report you in advance, and someone submitted a report to the court beforehand. The Order Association can't openly protect you, can they?"

They'll handle everything perfectly; they're practically our most caring and hardworking old friends, don't you agree?

As she spoke, Lia looked around at the workers, who seemed somewhat confused and were even hoping for extra bills in their end-of-month wages.

Sometimes, it is this kind of ignorance that is most valuable.

"Go back to the factory and do what you've been doing all this time. As for your injuries, someone will take care of them soon... Remember, no matter what happens, don't panic."

The young man gave instructions to all of them, and also told the group of family members who had mistakenly wandered in to leave.

The group surged into the factory, their minds now filled with the joy of truly realizing freedom and equality.

The person at the front ran to his workstation first. When he restarted the machine and happily picked up the screwdriver to tighten the screws, his body suddenly stiffened for a moment.

"puff----"

At that moment, the white pus on his body burst open all at once, spraying a mixture of yellow, white, and red liquid with a foul odor onto the machinery, causing it to rust rapidly.

At that moment, the intense pain instantly sent signals from the brain, which spread to every nerve in the body, as if the pain he had been blocking out by the brain was now being released all at once.

"Bang!!!"

The man slammed his fist into the machine, and the steel sheet instantly sliced ​​his hand in two. He then looked up at everyone with his eyes completely white, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth and onto the ground. Blue veins gradually appeared on his skin.

Some workers looked at him in surprise, but before they could escape, they were quickly spotted by the mutated person.

"Heh...heh, heh heh heh..."

The man turned his head left and right, his bones making unnatural cracking sounds. His expression seemed to be pleading for help, and he was in a state of silent shouting, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly.

"Help... Hehe... Help me..."

"What’s wrong with you!?"

His friends stood around, wanting to go forward but hesitant to approach due to some concern. However, they couldn't bear to see their old friend in such pain, so they couldn't help but take a step forward.

However, this step seemed to flip a switch, and the mutated person quickly opened and closed its mouth to the maximum and pounced on them.

Just as he was about to bite them, a dark mass suddenly appeared on the ground, so dark that no one could understand it. The edges of that dark mass twisted eerily.

With a "whoosh," it broke through the previously elusive edge, extending its tentacles to tightly wrap around the legs of the out-of-control person, dragging him to the ground.

And in front of everyone, the creature slowly wrapped itself tightly around the man, then wriggled its body and gathered around his back, slowly extending its tentacles.

The tentacles quickly differentiated into neat and orderly feathers, and a pair of pure golden eyes suddenly appeared in the deep black.

"Aa ...

The strange creature roared, and everyone immediately froze, afraid to make a move. They didn't know what it was, only that if they made the slightest sound, the bizarre thing would turn its head and stare at them. Several people couldn't help but scream and mutate, but they were all immobilized by the black tentacles.

"Goo-"

Little Swarth raised his head, looking like he'd tie up anyone who dared to move, and this demeanor only improved after Ria appeared.

Upon seeing its host, Little Schwarz's eyes brightened and cleared, and it let out a joyful sound from behind its ears.

"Good boy."

Ria praised it, then turned his attention to the workers' mutation trend. He asked Baldwin, who was following behind him, what was going on, and Baldwin chuckled.

"Isn't it obvious? Without my father's suppression, their bodies will deteriorate rapidly. In any case, from the moment they approach this place and come into contact with those exhaust fumes, they will never be able to escape."

Even in death, their souls will be forever trapped in the factory, never to be free!

"What about those who went to the hospital?"

“They will always come back, and I can’t guarantee they won’t do anything to other people along the way.”

After Birdwin finished speaking, a look of fear and guilt suddenly appeared on his face: "These are all facts that you asked me to state, and they have nothing to do with me."

"I know it's none of your business."

Ria waved his hand, and Little Swarth flew onto his shoulder, staring intently at Birdwin. As it watched, it suddenly became playful, reaching its tentacles into Birdwin's mouth, grabbing his teeth, and forcefully pulling out half of one of them.

Soon, only Birdwin's screams remained in the factory.

Ria squatted down, looking at Birdwin's face, which was swollen like a pig's head: "This has nothing to do with me. I didn't say anything to this creature. Pulling your teeth was purely its own will."

While Baldwin lay on the ground, writhing in pain, clutching his face, Ria and Little Swarth remained where they were, waiting for the arrival of the Order Society members.

As for Ivand… he just said he needed to use the restroom, and Ria was very skeptical about how he could possibly go to the restroom alone, but he insisted that he was already very familiar with the process.

Everyone has times when they need to satisfy their physiological needs, and Birdwin specifically pointed out the location of the washroom to him. As soon as he finished pointing it out, Ivand turned his rusty wheelchair and rushed over there with a creaking sound, as if he would miss out if he was any later.

He was gone for more than ten minutes, and Ria waited for the Order Association members for more than ten minutes as well.

A moment later, the sound of the rusty wheelchair rang out again, and Ria had already beaten up the group of randomly mutated people on the ground, knocking them unconscious, while Little Swarth hid away.

Therefore, when Ivand arrived, he saw a group of what appeared to be human beings lying on the ground.

"Are these people... all mutated versions of the workers?"

He found it hard to believe, after all, for ordinary people who rarely witness supernatural events, such emotions were the mildest form of expression.

If Ivand's mental fortitude were any weaker, he would have screamed and even vomited.

In fact, he did just that.

The detective, holding onto his wheelchair, turned his head and gagged for a long time, but nothing came out.

(End of this chapter)