They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 227 Provocation
"So what do you want me to say? That we should be considered heretics and sent to the cross and burned to ashes immediately? Come on, I hate those rules and regulations that seem to be out of their minds."

"All systems are built on the foundation of consolidating the power of a few, and Endlers is such a tragic place..."

Ivand said something else, but Ria had lost interest in listening. He was a little sleepy and went to rest. Eating his fill and then sleeping without a care in the world was a kind of greedy and satisfying life.

For the next period of time, Ria accepted various detective missions to hone her skills and earn extra money.

During this time, he also encountered events related to extraordinary beings, but now he has generally learned how to properly use his abilities.

The three children were taken away by the association, who said they would remove the animal parts from their bodies and rebuild their deformed skeletons. Calvin and his group were also sent on other missions.

A few days passed quickly.

three days later.

As Ria walked down the street in Taradoma, she had a gut feeling that someone was following her.

He subtly led the other man to a secluded path overgrown with vines. The man watched as Ria turned at the corner, but when he got closer, he found that the person he was following had vanished.

A faint voice sounded from behind him: "Are you looking for me?"

The stalker felt a chill on the back of his head and immediately realized he had been discovered. The other person was pointing a gun at the back of his head, as if his head would be blown to bits if he made the slightest move.

"Don't be so nervous, I mean no harm, I'm just here to give you an admission ticket."

"What admission ticket?" Ria pressed the gun forward again, and the man sighed.

"As expected, there is a fundamental difference between you two..."

You're so much worse than you were before you lost your memory. At the very least, if it were him, he would have completely broken me right now.

After saying that, he suddenly reached into his sleeve and threw a round object onto the ground. A semi-transparent blue smoke immediately filled the air. When Liya smelled the pungent odor, she realized something and her brain began to throb with pain.

He covered his head, widened his eyes, and took a few steps back. He looked at the person in front of him who turned around with a sly smile. It was a completely unfamiliar face.

The object that was smashed was a mysterious item, but it was neither a potent poison nor a drug; rather, it was a one-time use item for treatment.

Ria's brain was restored. At that moment, the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised after he regained his memories, like a venomous snake that had been awakened. However, that look only lasted for a moment. The next second, the person in front of him exploded into a bloody mist.

"This is what they call the admission ticket?"

At the critical moment, countless tentacles formed a barrier in front of him to prevent him from being affected by the blood mist, and Ria's desire to kill had nowhere to be vented, and he was forced to suppress it.

In the center of the pile of blood and foam, he found an admission ticket in a box that read: "Welcome to the Bucklowway Circus".

"They inexplicably came to restore my memories, clearly trying to disrupt my acting process. By the way, how did they know I had amnesia? Were they monitoring this street the whole time...?"

Ah, I almost forgot, their leader might very well possess a prophetic meme.

Looking at the admission ticket in his hand, Lia tore it into pieces and threw it on the ground. As expected, the ticket automatically restored itself and returned to his hand.

"And what do you mean by saying I'm much worse than I was before I lost my memory? Trying to sow discord between me and my consciousness, isn't that a rather low-class act?" No matter what form Ria takes, he is still himself, and he would never start to be hostile to himself because of anyone's interference. After all, Ria considers himself a typical individualist, and he would never be hostile to himself, no matter who he is hostile to.

"No matter what, the person who ruined my meme evolution process is a scourge."

It seems this so-called circus has been watching me for a while, and they only made their move today because Ivand wasn't around. However, they don't dare to make any rash moves yet.

After all, this place is too close to the detective agency; that detective could appear at any time.

The circus sent someone to deliver tickets to Ria, and even blew up a person on stage to create a "spectacular" effect, meaning that person was the gift box containing the tickets.

But Lia wasn't scared at all; he found their performance rather boring.

He felt that the circus would be better off sending someone to shove a bellyful of money into the circus; that way, the person seeing the money might even praise the circus.

"Bachlowe, as the ringmaster of the circus, deceives patients into using them as performance tools. Is he now contacting me because I am also a patient and their troupe is short of people?"

From a meme perspective, Ria has a magician meme, which would make him very suitable for a circus job, but he has absolutely no desire to join that lousy circus.

This invitation was a complete scam; something bad would happen if he went, but he couldn't seem to get rid of the ticket he had.

Left with no other choice, Ria could only tear off the skin from half of her arm, tightly wrap the admission ticket around it, throw it aside, and casually draw an abyss sacrifice circle on the ground to offer it and the pile of blood mist to the abyss.

"A nightmare resurrected from the depths of the extreme cold abyss"

In the endless dark sea,
The god of fertility, fallen to a place where no remains of bones exist.

The hurricane devoured all unclean life.

The abyss brings eternal life…

The young man chanted a prayer incantation, then casually took a bottle of diluted violet wine from his tentacles and sprinkled it on the ground.

"Your faithful servant is filled with trepidation for disturbing your sweet dreams. I offer you new sacrifices, hoping that you will be satisfied and that you will also protect your servant and ensure the success of your performance."

As he spoke, Ria opened his eyes and silently counted the numbers in his mind, observing whether the abyss would react.

Time passed second by second, and when the number fifteen was counted, the sacrificial array suddenly emitted a terrifying luster like the ripples of the Black Sea, swallowing everything on the ground without a trace.

At that moment, Ria knew that her sacrifice had been successful.

His sacrifice success rate has always been very high, even without relying on Swarth's feather. This is probably because he always sacrifices things that ordinary people would not expect, in addition to the special influence of his golden eyes.

What's most remarkable is that after that admission ticket was sacrificed, no new admission tickets appeared.

Ria looked at his arm, which had lost its skin, with many tentacles winding along it like blood vessels, gradually covering the entire arm and slowly repairing his injuries, including those golden eyes.

When they met Ria's eyes, both of them saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

(End of this chapter)