They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 237 Solar Eclipse
Since that's the case, he might as well wait for Bucklove to return here, so he can see how furious he is and also make a quick buck off the audience beforehand.

He hasn't fully recovered his memory yet, but he can now remain calm and composed when facing the audience.

Barclay's revelation of his identity directly shattered half of the Abyss's memory seal, demonstrating the extraordinary mental torment these events inflicted on Ria.

"My performance is over. If you don't pay the price now, the price will come to you automatically later."

The audience members, being stared at like that by Lia, didn't dare to make a sound.

They stood frozen in place, as if in a daze. Just as Ria was about to say something, he suddenly turned around and reached out, catching a large clump of tentacles that were flying towards him with a "snap." These tentacles had lost their vitality and looked like a dead mass.

Bucklowe reappeared behind him.

The man's face was not pleasant. He laughed angrily, "I knew it. I knew you were not so easy to deal with. But it doesn't matter. I have many other ways to turn someone into an idiot."

"Are you really that obsessed with idiots?"

As Ria thought to himself, the next second, he carefully examined Little Swarth's physical condition and found that its current situation was far from optimistic.

Even though these tentacles were only a small part of Little Swarth's body, Ria was still unusually angry at Bucklove's behavior.

His face remained expressionless, but the intense color in his unobstructed golden eyes was so vivid it could be described as severe mental torture.

"I'll say it again, why are you angry?" Bucklow put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth.

"You can't understand, and you don't need to understand, my identity, but I'm still very surprised, Faceless God. You actually wanted to play the role of a guardian? How could you possibly succeed?"

"How could you possibly protect others? Even if you lose your memory, your inherent selfishness is hard to change."

Ria: "That's why I said you're an idiot. You didn't even realize the cards in my hand were fake. Just like you have many clones, I also prepared many counterfeit meme cards. And I haven't settled the score with you for making me lose my eyes..."

"What can you do, lose your eye again?"

Bucklowe looked at him with great interest: "We have gone to great lengths to give you the faceless office, but you do not fulfill your duties and instead repeatedly resist them. Even the most patient believer will lose patience."

“However, we are not the kind of two-faced believers. Everyone knows that our devotion to God is impeccable. We can fulfill all the desires of the gods, and we can help you become a true god—”

"No need to discuss."

Lia's tone was icy, leaving no room for rebuttal.

"why?"

“You killed Swarth.”

“Swarth, you mean that mythical creature? That was just an avatar… no, it wasn’t even an avatar, it was just a bunch of dead tentacles.”

"But to me, all the tentacles are Swarth."

Ria raised his hand, and a creature with long, black feathers instantly appeared and landed on his hand. Its size rapidly expanded as it pounced on Buckloves, who found Ria's methods laughable.

"Is this all you've got? Why don't you use your previous abilities to kill me? Do you not have any eyes left to sacrifice?"

He beckoned with his finger, and countless distorted human figures, twisted into animals, appeared on the platform. They stared at Ria with predatory eyes, as if they would tear him to shreds in the next second.

“These are the souls of my children who died, and I have collected them back.” “Then, using the abilities of a curse master, I cast a curse using fifteen times the number of souls as a medium.”

As Bucklowe moved forward step by step, the souls automatically dissipated into foam-like matter that floated around him, gradually turning blood red.

They kept rising, rising, until they reached a certain point, at which point the bubbles suddenly stopped as if time had been frozen.

Behind the scenes, a brown-haired man, around thirty years old, pushed a wheelchair, lifted the long cloth, glanced at Bucklove, and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

“You’ve gone too far, Hephaestus.”

"..."

"How dare someone with meme four act like a patient who is currently being portrayed by meme seven?"
Stop now. He's not the person you're looking for. What you're doing is completely meaningless and worthless; it only exposes your aimless, orphaned mentality.

Barclay wasn't surprised to see Ivand appear; it seemed the two of them had known each other for a long time.

"Look who this is—the sinful mentor! Even the Order Association's prison can't contain your yearning for freedom. This is outrageous!"

Haha, don't tell me you're trying to stop me. You're no match for me right now.

Now that you have some free time, I'm sure you don't want to experience your consciousness being torn apart again, and then be plunged into eternal darkness once more.

"Sorry, I'm too old to understand big talk. I just want to tell you that this person is my student. If you target him, you're just making things difficult for me."

"Students? Your students!?"

Bucklow nearly burst out laughing. Compared to Garn's clone, his personality was somewhat eccentric, but they did indeed share all their memories.

"Hahahaha, sorry, I didn't hear wrong, did I? You still have students who are still alive."

"Fine, just treat him as your student."

The man was so happy he cried. He took a step back and looked at the red substance above him: "We all have all sorts of thoughts. For example, I knew you would appear, so why couldn't I have taken precautions in advance?"
Why am I not just pretending to be fooled by you guys?

Why didn't I intentionally reveal my identity?
Isn't it challenging? There's a lot of suspicion and wariness between us. Our actions and behavior are like playing a grand game of chess, where everyone is laying their own pieces, trying to win the game.

For chess players, I, the Faceless One, am already a very promising winner, provided he truly is the Faceless God.

“What do you mean by this?” Ria looked at Bucklove.

You will understand soon.

Bucklow smiled at Ria and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, the top of the tent opened up automatically like flower petals, and the sun shone brightly in the sky above, directly above the center of the tent.

Now, a faint black substance has appeared at the edge of the sun, and it is this substance that causes Ivand's pupils to shrink sharply.

eclipse!!!

"You actually dare to summon a solar eclipse?"

"There's nothing I dare not do."

(End of this chapter)