They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 31 False Truth

"What are you talking about?" The person next to him looked at him in confusion.

“You just passed out and we couldn’t wake you up no matter what we did. You slept for a whole hour.”

"That's impossible! How do you explain what's happening now?"

You ask about now? Oh, not long ago, that kid suddenly rushed up and begged the priest to spare the witch, but you know that was wishful thinking.

But then a bizarre thing happened: to rescue her kind, the little girl revealed herself to be a witch, saying she loved reading and her house was full of books. The old woman even tried to defend her, but thankfully the priest executed her beforehand.

In an instant, Lia's blood ran cold.

He forcefully pinched the eye on his arm to shatter, trying to prove with pain that it was all an illusion, a dream.

"Yes, this is a dream, it's all fake. There's no reason for the people on the fire stand to suddenly change. You wouldn't risk such a huge fire to replace them."

"That firewood is practically new. Do you think I'll believe you based on that?"

Lia shoved the people next to him away, but they held him down tightly: "You can't be impulsive!"

"Everyone can have problems, but you can't."

Ria laughed in exasperation, his voice suddenly rising: "Why can't I?"

"Because of you... everyone here respects you from the bottom of their hearts." The man stammered for a long time without being able to give a coherent answer.

"People believe in you."

"You can't get hurt!"

Their grip tightened, and Ria found herself unable to break free, forced to watch helplessly as the flames drew ever closer to Angona.

At the crucial moment, the mythical creature did not appear, because it would never meddle in anything that did not threaten Ria. It was loyal, but also extremely cold-blooded.

Ria gritted her teeth, and the priest on the platform looked in this direction, revealing a benevolent smile.

"The sun will destroy all evil, and no filth can hide under its light."

"is it?"

Ria's gaze was icy cold. Suddenly, he thought of something, and countless eyes appeared on his body, all staring intently at the high priest's face.

"The so-called equivalent exchange—let me tell you my bargaining chips—"

I'm telling you, I am the polluter. Those investigators only took away a ridiculous eyeball. I'm the one who truly deserves to be crucified.

As soon as he said this, the people around him quickly moved away from him.

The fear of the disease diluted their faith; they frantically rubbed the places where they had just touched Ria as if avoiding some disease, wishing they could tear the skin off completely.

"Yes, that's the truth. In my capacity, I'll exchange you for the two people behind you. I want to see them alive or dead."

"I'm sorry, your price isn't enough," the priest said coldly, rejecting him.

"what?"

As expected, the sense of unease in Liya's heart intensified once again.

"I want your identity card that supports my soul."

"Just this?"

Ria made the mythical creature spit out its identity card, turning it face-up to the priest's eyes.

"Then as you wish."

The merchant's smile on the card grew even more enthusiastic.

And suddenly another voice appeared from the darkness.

"Transaction complete – [Black Market Merchant]".

It’s time to close the net.

...In an instant, Ria's vision was plunged back into darkness.

He could barely open his eyes, and his nose could smell the pungent odor of firewood licked by flames.

At that moment, he became certain that the previous scene was definitely an illusion, and that when he woke up next time, he would have to face that sad reality.

"Wow!!!"

The flames disappeared completely, and the crowd below was gone as well. When he opened his eyes, the faces of the people around him surprised him slightly.

The men were dressed in a way that was completely out of place among the townspeople of Winstown, wearing badges on their chests made up of two steel gears, one large and one small.

It was none other than the Order Association investigator who had long since left Winstown.

At this moment, an investigator, seeing that he had woken up, marveled and circled around him, observing him closely.

"Long time no see, Ria Kercha."

"Were you surprised to see us?"

Do you really think our Order Association is so incompetent that we do nothing but come to a place, get completely fooled, and then leave?

As patients with extraordinary abilities, you are indeed far superior to us, but you are too arrogant and underestimate human intelligence.

The Dream Lamp was left behind on purpose.

From the moment the first investigator arrived in Winstown, they meticulously laid out a plan to capture the polluters.

The first investigator died in exchange for the location of Delia's coordinates and the activation of the Dream Lamp.

The original Ria seemed to realize something and hurriedly fled, only to be captured and buried by someone who didn't know how to handle the situation.

However, given the original owner's abilities, leaving the coffin was a piece of cake.

And after this incident, he will surely believe that his original identity is dead, and from now on no one will bother him, so he will obediently stay in his original house.

Although changes occurred in places unknown to the investigators, the overall development was exactly as they had imagined.

This mysterious object, hidden in a place no one would expect, hypnotized everyone in the house, allowing two women to deceive the disordered man, gradually building a psychological bridge around him before destroying it, luring him here to reveal his identity.

As they anticipated, the doctor and patient met midway through the process, and the patient received an identification card, becoming a member of the disordered.

Identity cards are a source of psychological support for those who are out of control, and they can also become their true lifeline, their real "meme".

But everything has its advantages and disadvantages. Once someone obtains the meme, these weak and disorderly individuals can only be slaughtered at will, making them much easier to deal with.

"So, are you surprised? It's been so hard for the two ladies to work so hard for you. Do you really think there are people here who care so much about someone who has no blood relation to you?"

If they were truly that considerate, there wouldn't be any homeless people on the streets.

And all of this was for the day when your spirit breaks down.

Even that bird-beaked doctor was completely fooled by us. Your actions seemed flawless, but in reality, you were like puppets on a string, completely exposed.

The newly emerged disorder and the foolish, arrogant quack doctor ultimately could not escape the judgment of order.

As they spoke, they took the card from the "Black Marketer" and prepared to seal it permanently inside an antibacterial agent.

Ria turned her head with difficulty to look at her ID card: "So where did you put the Dream Lantern?"

You can guess.

"Is it the kerosene lamp in the cabinet?"

He gave a wry smile.

"I've always wondered why that thing doesn't have any accessories and even lacks kerosene. But then I realized, it doesn't need kerosene. As long as you pay the price, it can spread any illusion without any smell."

The church's lights are a smokescreen, and the existence of mythical creatures is to prevent me from prematurely collapsing and dying, thus preventing the spread of pollution.

"I admire them, I truly admire them. They're just a group of humans without any supernatural powers, yet they've managed to achieve this."

(End of this chapter)