They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 270 The Person in the Box

“Every one of you deserves to die, to be burned alive and sent straight to hell!”

The person continued running, saying these words casually, hoping to influence their cult leader, Ria, but Ria acted as if she hadn't heard them and didn't react at all.

He stood there, watching a group of people pick up their farm tools, chase after the "witch," and then frantically swing their weapons, beating her to death.

"Hey priest, come here and drive in the nails. We need to prevent the evil witch from rising from the dead."

Someone in the crowd shouted, but soon another voice rang out: "The pastor can't run as fast as us, he's still on the next street."

"Can't these clergy members improve their physical fitness? They eat meat and fish every day, and they've all become so pampered."

"You can't say things like that, especially not if the pastor hears you!"

"I know, I know."

A group of people began to chatter, and soon after, the priest they were talking about rushed over carrying a box containing props for "exorcising evil spirits".

"The priest has arrived!"

"Scatter, everyone! Let the master exorcise the evil spirit!"

These people spontaneously dispersed, revealing a charred corpse among them, barely recognizable as human, with wisps of black smoke still rising from it.

The priest, covered in sweat, ran a few more steps toward the body, then stopped some distance away. He gasped for breath, then closed his eyes and painfully placed his right hand on his chest.

"Sun above, please save us."

“These evil creatures have invaded our homes and may even harm us. We are only doing this to protect ourselves, and we hope that you will continue to protect each and every one of us.”

After finishing his prayer, he walked toward the inhuman "witch," then squatted down, opened his toolbox, neatly arranged the wooden nails inside, took out a wooden hammer, carefully picked up the nails, and hammered them into the holes one by one.

"Bang bang! Bang bang!"

Such sounds were incessant, and Ria thought that they were probably the sound of something being struck into bones.

There's probably nothing more for him to do here.

Just as he was about to leave and avoid seeing it, a townsman suddenly looked at him and said, "Wait, this person just used some kind of witchcraft!"

Are you a wizard?

"No, I'm a magician who came here from South Adeline for a vacation."

As he spoke, Ria took out two cards and demonstrated a little trick of illusion to them. The townspeople were immediately amazed, but they still did not lower their guard against Ria. Instead, they looked at the pastor, who had the most authority in the town.

The pastor paused for two seconds: "There are indeed people outside who make a living by performing magic tricks, but the methods they use are not witchcraft."

"Since the pastor says so, then there's no problem."

Everyone immediately beamed with joy. Although they didn't know what had just happened, Ria had slowed the witch's escape by firing a shot at her. In other words, they should thank Ria.

“Outsider, I saw you get off the carriage… Where are you going?” An elderly man with a hunched back asked Ria, still trying to stand up straight.

Ria: "I'm going to the coast of the Sea of ​​Gortis."

"why."

"Why?" Ria thought for a moment. "I think it's a great place to relax, with beautiful scenery and pleasant views. And maybe you can even hear mermaids singing at night. Doesn't every traveler who comes to Gotti Beach have that thought?"

"Pfft, hahaha, the scenery is beautiful... We've lived here for so many years, that lousy sea is nothing to see. But since you're an outsider and you want to go to the seaside, that makes things easier."

We need you to do something for us, and of course, you'll be well paid.

"What is it? Tell me." Ria looked at the person who spoke, but that person turned his head and looked directly at the priest standing to the side.

"cough."

The pastor cleared his throat and continued to draw the pattern of a radiant sunrise on his heart.

"The sun is high above, child, how do you plan to reach the shore?"

“I hired a coachman.”

The coachman, who had been left out in the sun, was taking a nap when he was suddenly jolted awake by a bad feeling.

On the other side, the priest gestured for people to put the corpse on the ground into the box. In order to force it into the box, they didn't care about the integrity of the corpse at all, since it couldn't be considered intact anyway.

"If you wish, take this box to the seaside and throw it into the Sea of ​​Gody. Only in this way will evil cease to spread, and we will all be grateful to you, and the sun will protect you."

"You only need to do this one small thing, and we can pay you a sum."

The money wasn't much, but it was something that people in this small town could rarely scrape together given their economic situation.

“Okay.” Ria nodded, drawing a pattern of a radiant sunrise on his heart. Since someone had entrusted him with this task, he would do it after accepting the request.

To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of these people. They were a group of ignorant and inhumane people who judged women as witches and burned them without mercy simply because of some slightly out-of-control behavior.

If they were burned to death, they would celebrate, saying it was the sun's protection; if they weren't burned, they would shout, "See, this one really is a witch!"

The lower the economic level, the more likely people are to do things that are unimaginable.

"May I ask you one more question? Why did you throw the box containing the witch's body into the Gothic Sea?"

"It's not that I can't say this. You're from out of town and have no idea how terrifying the tsunami was when it happened here. Besides, the Bible also mentions some prophecies about the end of the world."

We speculated that perhaps the witches angered the sun, which is why He punished them in this way, in order to completely eliminate all the witches.

Therefore, we must throw the bodies of these witches into the sea to appease their anger and save our homeland.

“…” Upon hearing this, Liya remained silent.

"And I've heard that there are a lot of witches in North Adeline lately, so we must not let them get away."

"Who told you that?"

“We don’t know either. That person just came out and shouted once before leaving. We couldn’t see his face clearly, but he didn’t seem to have any facial features.”

"Wait, you have facial features? Are you confused? Who doesn't have a face?"

"Really? I can't remember clearly either. I'm old and my memory isn't very good. Anyway, that person told us to be careful. Our pastor called him 'the prophet'."

"Prophet, a nice name."

(End of this chapter)