They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 333 It's getting dark, please close your eyes.

“My Lord, if you have found yourself, then congratulations, you can begin to slaughter other personalities until only your own consciousness remains in this body.”

But be careful, if the Abyss were to resurrect, it would come to erase your consciousness, so your situation is so difficult that you have been suffering misfortune since birth.

How pitiful, tsk tsk, how pitiful.

“Hehehe…” Hephaestus mimicked Ria’s tone, “How pitiful.”

Fitzton: "Wait, Saler's soul is in that baby's body. If Kercha lets those consciousnesses fight each other, won't that lead to—"

Hephaestus: "Isn't that interesting? What's the point of a dispute with no suspense? It's precisely this kind of argument that stirs up the evil in human nature."

"Moreover, if we have to say which of those consciousnesses is fond of killing, that is Ignatius's own consciousness. The other personalities will stop at nothing to avoid being killed."

Ignatius's true consciousness resides within one of his personalities, disguised as someone else. If someone kills him prematurely, the game ends.

The victory of the multiple personalities.

At this point, Ria will try to free those consciousnesses; otherwise, they will have no choice but to continue the game.

This game was a use of Hephaestus's own authority, and he actually acted very unwillingly because, for him, forced games had lost their fun.

But this was ultimately Ria's demand, and the Lord of Trade sacrificed some of his rights to reach a deal with Hephaestus.

The details of the deal remain unknown, but this game is the only chance to save people's consciousness. The rules were jointly established by Hephaestus and Ria, and players must strictly abide by them.

When liberating everyone's consciousness, Ria can retain a portion of his consciousness, and Hephaestus will also seal this body to prevent the Abyss from detecting him.

Everything they did was to deceive the Abyss, and they even wanted to claim the Abyss's incarnations for their own use.

Judging from their objectives rather than their processes, Ria and Hephaestus's goals were surprisingly aligned.

This made Hephaestus admire the divine's brilliant interpretive ability.

"So, are you ready? My great sovereign, the long-dormant abyss."

Ria's voice was like an evil spirit. Ignatius covered his head. There were too many people around him, in front of him, and behind him, all telling him that they were the real him.

His eyes were bloodshot; who was the real self?!
"boom!!!"

Gignatius struck a mirror, which cracked, revealing the werewolf's face behind it.

The werewolf raised a hand and made a "shh" gesture: "You chose this? You chose the wrong one. The game hasn't even started yet, don't be in such a hurry."

"You, you—you vicious wolf!"

Ignatius was so angry that he learned to speak. Perhaps it was because there was too much consciousness in his body that he inadvertently glimpsed the door to language, but Ria was still very gratified.

This child has already acknowledged his meme as soon as he learned to speak his first words—what a rare and precious quality!

"Pollution is useless to me. The mirror can block pollution, and with Hephaestus's power, the mirror will automatically repair itself."

"I'll remember you! Ria Kelcha!"

"I am honored, my Lord Abyss."

The shattered mirror gradually recovered, but the unwilling Ignatius continued to smash the mirror, unsure which personality he was using now.

Saller, Neo, and Rothschild exchanged a glance and roared, "It's all because of you bunch of idiots! (Endlers swears)! All my swagger has been for nothing. How am I supposed to explain this to those two morons in the team?"

"What will those hypocritical prosecutors think of me?"

Neo: "We are victims too. This is all a Hydra conspiracy. Do you think we wanted this?"

"Enough, stop arguing!" Rothschild was a follower of the Abyss, and he was unusually excited at this moment, but he still hid his true nature very well.

“Look, what is this?” Rothschild reached out and saw a glowing word appear on his hand, with text that only he could see.

The others also had them, but they instinctively felt they couldn't tell anyone the contents of the words they held. At first glance, this interaction between the group seemed fine, but the people in the mirror were all manifestations of the consciousness within Gignatius's body.

In reality, people see him talking to himself in the mirror, arguing with himself, and then marvel at the words that appear in his hand.

There are fifteen mirrors here, and fifteen personalities. Strangely enough, Ria still doesn't understand why the number "fifteen" appears so frequently in her life.

Each consciousness in the mirror acquired an "identity" that corresponded to the identity on the meme card, and Ria also explained the general rules of the game to them.

“Every identity has its own function.”

"Due to limited conditions, our rules are not perfect, but your goal is to find the werewolves inside."

The werewolf's task is to kill when the water turns black, avoid suspicion when the water remains colorless, and even mislead others into believing the victim is a werewolf.

"The werewolf will be an enemy of the other fourteen people."

"..."

"Well then, I hope you have a good time, my supreme ruler."

As she spoke, the water in front of Ria turned black, and when it returned to colorless, one of the mirrors had become blank.

The blank mirror displayed a single word.

【idiot】

The idiot died right at the beginning.

Saler fell silent, glancing at the identity card in his hand: [Prophet].

He can check a person's identity when the water turns black, but he cannot let the werewolves know that he is the seer, otherwise he will be the next to die.

“Do you have anything to say?” Ria asked them.

"Dead!"

"I didn't kill him!"

"I am a good person!"

"That werewolf is the original consciousness of Ignatius, isn't he? He's the one who did it!"

"I did not do anything!"

"..."

"I suspect he's a werewolf."

On the mirror, a woman suddenly points at Rothschild: "I know him. He believes in the abyss. Anyway, he's definitely not a good person!"

“I’m sorry, you’ve guessed wrong, ma’am.” Rothschild shook his head with a smile, and Ria agreed.

"He is not."

"We might not be very familiar with the rules in the first round, so it's okay to familiarize ourselves with them first. Let's move on to the next round. I believe everyone will become more and more proficient."

The woman's eyes widened: "Familiar? One of us is dead!"

"In fact, you are all dead. The fact that you can speak now is just a sign of split personality."

Hephaestus reminded her, but the woman was completely incredulous.

"Alright, don't be so discouraged, a new round of 'night' is about to begin."

(End of this chapter)