They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 277 I Really Exist

Logically speaking, most employees don't have a good impression of their boss, but Lia is different. He uses his methods to make everyone feel that the company can't function without him, and that the whole company will collapse if he is gone.

If the company goes bankrupt, the employees will lose their jobs, and they don't want to see their hard-earned, well-paid jobs with all the benefits go to waste.

So when they saw that Ria was in trouble, they felt even more pain than if their own parents had been in trouble.

"Don't speak yet, you're spitting blood."

“There are some things I have to say—you should have someone throw those gloating rubbish people upstairs off the roof.”

"what?"

The employee looked up and found nothing there; it was clear that the people had left the window.

"Never mind... I'll do it myself."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lia sat up as if nothing had happened, then quickly rushed through the crowd and into the building, boarding the elevator in no time.

Not long after, a group of people screamed from the rooftop. Every single one of them had been kicked off the building by Lia and smashed to pieces.

Then, Ria jumped down himself. His employees were utterly horrified by this, but Ria seemed oblivious to the pain and even felt a sense of joy at the sight of his own blood.

"That's right, just offer these pieces of trash to Red Moon. There's no need to waste anything I've painstakingly collected—"

The more the young man spoke, the more excited he became. He dipped his finger in the scarlet liquid and quickly drew some kind of complex sacrificial array on the ground.

"The musician of death on the gloomy earth,"
Spider Queen

The Kingdom of the Dead in the Shadows

The mirror image is reversed to reveal the true color of the full moon.

People across the land offer their praise to the crimson-clad hero.

Praise be to the red moon, I beg that I exchange my life and the lives of these faceless men for your gaze, I beg for your arrival.

“I beg for your mercy.”

This place is different from the real world; here, it is truly possible to witness the descent of gods.

As expected, after he finished his prayers, the sacrificial array on the ground lit up, and the sky turned blood red in an instant. Everyone's faces froze in horror.

Their bodies were completely unresponsive, their eyes were wide open with bloodshot whites, and their mouths were so wide open that one might suspect that their jaws were about to dislocate at any moment.

Successful.

Ria thought this was good, after all, he rarely failed.

But at the same time, he suddenly felt the air become stagnant, with many red spider webs spread out in it, and a pair of hands with sharp, long fingernails appeared behind him, slowly covering his head and blocking his vision.

[This time I will communicate with you based on your personality, Summoner. What would you like to know?]

"My personality..."

Ria doesn't think his personality is anything good, but he's worried about little Swarth and hopes that Crimson will inherit this trait.

Therefore, Ria calmed herself down and asked, "Tell me what's wrong with Swarth. Is it suffering from some strange illness?"

I can tell you the answer, but everything comes at a price.

"It doesn't matter." [Then the deal is done. To be honest, I'm very touched, child. You really seem to regard that mythical creature as your own family, and it has become a crucial source of emotional support for you.]

Since you've come to me, you must be prepared to face my answer. So, for your sake, I can tell you—and even explain more.

The hands around her head gathered even closer, but there were only two hands, no body behind them. Perhaps if Ria regained her vision now, she would see a huge, upside-down giant human-faced spider above her head.

I think you'll find these things very interesting.

The androgynous voice continued its explanation.

【…】

When Ria first arrived in this world, the Crimson Moon's true form was suddenly drawn to something rare.

That is the starry sky beyond the world, a realm that humans cannot currently access, a realm that humans have spent countless years trying to cross the threshold of knowledge to reach—those who are qualified to know the truth have all died or been judged as insane and thrown into mental hospitals.

At that moment, a hazy, churning mist spread out, like spilled ink, corroding everything in its path and even capable of devouring planets like a black hole.

At the critical moment, the giant spider preyed on it, and a new entity slowly condensed in the mist. It abandoned all the mist and power, paying the price of being preyed upon, and found Ria, then descended upon the town of Wins.

Crimson didn't know what the mist was, but what it contained far exceeded her expectations, even directly weakening her.

Unwilling to accept defeat, Crimson turned her gaze to where the mythical creature had gone, and then noticed Little Swarth reborn amidst a pile of corpse fragments.

Its identity is special. If something unusual happens, it can only mean that its power is gradually recovering. Right now, it is just sleepy because it is in a growth and development period.

In addition, it absorbed most of my contamination, which needs time to be processed.

Unfortunately, I don't know what those mists are, but the mythical creatures they produce are undoubtedly the embodiment of mist.

Its lifespan is nearly infinite, and its sleep cycles are often measured in years or more. I think you wouldn't want to die before you see it awaken.

"So how do we wake it up?"

Ria knew himself well; if he started rambling on about things beyond the given answers, it meant that the price he was going to charge would exceed the payer's expectations.

In a sense, this behavior even has a professional term to explain it—"forced buying and selling".

"Child, you could take the brunt of my contamination for it, but I don't think you would do that. Black market merchants are all selfish and self-serving; how could you possibly do something that doesn't benefit you for a beast?"

"These are your conditions?" Ria asked rhetorically.

Of course, I know what you're doing. You're using dreams to escape the price of my sacrifice, so I have to find another way. Isn't it worth it? My dearest Ria.

My true form is still dormant; all the red spiders are merely extensions of Him. But we should do something for Him, such as helping Him find a vessel for His descent.

The red moon gently and persuasively guides you.

In this situation, the best choice for this vessel would be your mythical creature, but you certainly wouldn't want that. So how about you take its place and become the vessel instead?

He spoke very cryptically, but how could someone as insightful as Ria not understand the implied meaning?

This guy wanted to control Little Swarth through himself, and knowing that he couldn't do it at the moment, he wanted to coerce Ria into agreeing to such an unequal deal.

If you disagree, then I'm sorry, but you don't think that I can't affect your reality in a dream, do you? I am not a figment of a dream; I truly exist.

(End of this chapter)