They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 275 Crimson Sacrifice
At first, Em didn't notice, but he soon discovered that many huge tentacles had suddenly appeared on the sea.

“Gurgle—”

Those things emerged from the seabed like giant octopuses and then hunted the wailing mermaids with abandon.

"Where am I!? I want to go home!!! I will never go near the sea again!!!" Em covered her head, looking around in extreme panic, becoming more and more terrified with each glance.

He felt as if he had stumbled into a forest of giant tentacles, and now a layer of white mist was rising from the sea. The golden light flashed through the mist, like countless monsters eyeing him, ready to kill him at any moment.

Em's fear finally broke through his physical limits. He suddenly had the strength to stand up and ran wildly towards the other side of the island, his ears still filled with the wails of the mermaids facing death.

This scene was like hell for him.

"Is there anyone who can save me? If someone can save me, I'll do anything for them!"

"God, whichever god it is—please save me!!!"

For a moment, he thought he was going to die, but soon he saw another figure on the island.

He was dressed as an entrepreneur, and judging from his appearance, he was no more than twenty years old. He was dressed in all black and leisurely standing there with a cane in his hand, looking at the scenery. When he saw him coming, he simply turned around gently.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect anyone to come to such a remote place in the middle of the night. Did I scare you?"

Ria apologized to the other person, and when he turned around, the golden eyes on his face instantly made Em realize that he was not a normal person.

He felt even more desperate, but compared to the many tentacles, Ria seemed much easier to talk to.

After much deliberation, Em finally spoke up: "What exactly are those things?"

When the topic came up, a hint of helplessness appeared on Ria's face: "It's my... um, child."

He has noticed that the summoned tentacles have become increasingly active recently, while Little Swarth remains asleep.

In essence, they are one thing; those tentacles are part of Little Swarth. But ever since they fought against the Red Moon, their power has been surging wildly.

Lia was somewhat worried that if things continued like this, a third consciousness would suddenly split out, but his worries were obviously unnecessary. These tentacles were only responsible for expending its energy when the main body was asleep.

"Perhaps praying to the Red Moon will have a result; the Red Moon surely knows what's going on."

And so, Ria decided to release all the summoned creatures while luring the mermaids, letting them have some fun in place of Little Swarth.

Their memories are shared with those of mythical creatures, which is equivalent to Little Swarth having come out to play.

"You call those things kids?!"

Isn't it cute?

"These are completely different things, how could you—"

Aim couldn't find the words to describe his feelings at that moment. He felt that the young man in front of him was on a completely different level, and they didn't even share the same worldview.

Besides, what's cute about that bunch of messy tentacles that's taller than a lighthouse?!

Seeing that the man was getting increasingly impatient, Ria stopped teasing him. The young man conjured a Schwarz coin out of thin air, tossed it into the air, and caught it with one hand with a "snap".

“This is a lucky coin; it can help you get out of here.” “Are you kidding me?” Em looked at him with a hint of skepticism. No matter how he looked at it, it was just an ordinary metal coin, and one of the lowest denominations at that.

"I guarantee with my name that if you take this, you can leave here safely and brag to your friends about this legendary experience. Listen to me, my friend, the fact that you survived here is legendary in itself."

Em's gaze began to waver, and he no longer cared about Ria's strange behavior, so he stepped forward and took the coin.

The moment he held the coin, he suddenly felt that the golden eyes of the young man in front of him had become even more distorted.

“If you accept this, Shwaal will take you away. However, in accordance with the principles of trade, I need you to tell me the prayer of the Crimson Mother. I don’t think you would say you don’t know it, right… Crimson follower.”

From the beginning, Ria had been trying to convert some of the mermaids into her followers and find some of the Crimson followers who were adrift at sea to bring here, because this place was vast enough and the moon was very bright today, making it a good time to offer sacrifices to the Crimson.

Although Ria had offended Him, it did not prevent him from continuing to offer sacrifices to Him, and he believed that the Crimson Mother would not mind his disrespect.

Now, their true forms have little consciousness or thought, only instinct. It doesn't matter who they offer sacrifices to; it only depends on which believer they are and what price He demands.

The price of sacrificing to Crimson is the sacrificer's death, a risky proposition, but Ria is determined to try. If successful, little Swarth's problem will be solved; if it fails—

He wanted to see if his fate was strong enough.

Dealing with these beings often results in death.

"You mean the Crimson Mother... What Crimson Mother? I don't..."

At that moment, Aim suddenly hesitated. He stammered as he spoke, clearly revealing that being a Crimson Cultist was his biggest secret and he didn't know how the person in front of him had suddenly found out.

Could it be that he has a red moon mark on his shoulder? No one should know that.

Thinking this, Aim resolved not to betray his beloved Mother Goddess, but the next second, he suddenly wondered if the Lord of Trade would be angry if he refused to trade.

No, we cannot go against trade.

"In praise of trade, I will tell you everything I know without reservation, to sing your praises of your unparalleled nobility."

As he spoke, Em was about to recite the eulogy for the Crimson Mother in front of Ria, but Ria stopped him and handed him her diary, which she usually used to record random things, and asked him to write down the eulogy.

Randomly reciting deity prayers carries certain risks, but writing them down reduces those risks.

Moreover, although it's called a diary, Ria doesn't have the habit of writing in it; she simply uses it as a memo, jotting down whatever comes to mind.

For example, it describes the types of extraordinary creatures, their habits, the products that can be looted, and their estimated prices.

"rustle……"

At this moment, the tentacles in the sea also quieted down, disappearing back into the shadows of the seabed. A gentle breeze rustled through the island's jungle.

Ria carried a kerosene lamp to help Aim light the way so he could better write down the contents of the eulogy, but Aim's hands were trembling uncontrollably.

"The Crimson Mother is a bloodthirsty monster; she is death! She will cast our souls into hell!!!"

(End of this chapter)