They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 338 Praise the Abyss
Everyone thought he was dangerous, including Hephaestus, who agreed with this view. Only Ria herself disagreed.

He considered himself perfectly clear-headed and rational, and had never felt so good before.

The extraordinary pollution permeated his flesh and blood, and the eyes on the back of his neck spun wildly. Finally, Ria closed his eyes and returned to his original form. When he opened his eyes again, a flash of golden light appeared in his light gray-blue eyes before returning to calm.

“I’m one step closer to normal, which should be a good thing.”

The young man straightened his collar and tied his tie neatly. Overall, his attire was impeccable and almost flawless.

"But now is not the time to relax."

After Saal's soul was placed into Ignatius's body, Saal opened his eyes and looked around at the new perspective.

After a moment, he spoke: "How come you're so tall?"

"Wait, I've shrunk, so now I really am a newborn baby!?"

Ria comforted him, "Relax, isn't being reborn something to celebrate? Now that the Abyss is gone, you are the new Abyss."

"Come on, put on some clothes so you don't catch a cold."

Ria found a piece of white cloth in the pile of tentacles and handed it to him. Saler immediately took the cloth and wrapped it around his body until he was completely covered.

He hadn't actually intended to take it, but somehow he just accepted it without thinking.

"Is there no victory speech yet, Mr. Saler? Perhaps I should call you Ignatius, or the Avatar of the Abyss?"

"What kind of victory speech can I give? Now I have to repeat those boring things again. Life is worse than death. I finally grew up, and now... and again—"

"Wait, it's my voice!"

To his horror, Saller discovered that his voice had reverted to that of his childhood. No matter how much he lowered his voice, he could not return to his former self. This voice always made him feel like a little girl who had just learned to speak.

“A very young voice, Mr. Saller, I hope you like it.”

"puff--"

Suppressing his laughter, Ria handed him over to his colleague. When he saw Todwell and Fitzton also trying to hold back their laughter, Saller was completely speechless.

He struggled to his feet: "Don't hand me over to them, put me on the ground, I can walk by myself!"

So Ria placed him on the ground and watched as the new Abyss "avatar" collapsed and crawled around on all fours.

"Goo?" Little Swarth moved closer to him and crawled on the ground like him.

"Go, go, let's play!"

"Goooo!?"

The mythical creature angrily used its tentacles to lift him up and throw him onto the roof, preventing him from getting down and nearly driving the other investigators crazy.

Todwell shouted, making a megaphone shape with his hands.

"Salor, how are you feeling now?"

"I feel like I want to live in a different world."

Salle covered his face: "Once we get out, just pretend I'm dead. Don't tell anyone I'm still alive, and don't say a word if anyone asks."

Hephis Gott reminded him, "Your companion just wrote a letter to the prosecutor using a mysterious object to tell him about it."

Saler: "..."

He clenched his fist: "This is all the fault of that Hydra. Since it wants an incarnation of the abyss, I'll show it that this thing is not something they can control!"

"Well said. It is everyone's responsibility to resist natural disasters. Now... let everyone witness the power of the Abyss Incarnation."

Ria took a few steps back, while Saler abruptly raised his head, sneered, and his figure became translucent, with ripples like those of the Black Sea flowing across it.

The dark sea in the sky seemed to resonate with it, its waves surging even more violently, even producing a muffled thunderclap that sent shivers down everyone's spines. "Boom!!!"

Saler's body was completely enveloped in chaotic ripples, and his size exploded, quickly transforming into a giant jellyfish-like creature.

The colossal creature rose to the surface, stirring up the waves with its tentacles to dispel the mud from Dagon's body, before bursting through the surface of the Black Sea.

Before that, it concealed the pollution it was emitting to prevent the two investigators from being affected and suddenly turning into superhuman beings and dying.

Clearly, he was furious. Unable to find the culprit, he immediately targeted Hydra, eager to fight her, even though everyone knew his chances of winning were slim.

Ria looked at Hephaestus: "Aren't you going up to help?"

"You know me. I'm so weak now, all I have left is my head. How can I possibly help you?"

Are you sure you don't want to help?

"There's really nothing I can do."

“Okay…” Ria nodded, “I used to have an abandoned house in the suburbs of Zolamu. You can buy it and use it as a down payment, then give me the money when you have time.”

Hephaestus: "What kind of new lame joke is this? Should I laugh now or later?"

“No, it’s just a new trick I learned…Swal, it’s useless now—eat it.”

As soon as Ria finished speaking, Little Swarth couldn't wait to wrap his tentacles around the head, then maliciously twisted it to pieces like a python before swallowing it.

After finishing its meal, it flapped its wings a few times, indicating that it was happy.

What Ria just said is a new means of trade power. He uses words to let the other party know what is going to happen, and then the other party will achieve the "buying a house" behavior in various ways, whether they are willing or not.

Then, Ria can slowly collect the principal and interest, with only a small amount of Swarth for the principal, but not for the interest.

Over time, the interest will increase until the borrower can no longer repay, at which point the body will automatically convert the interest into an equivalent amount of precious metals.

gold.

The combination of black marketeers and trading capabilities is truly terrifying.

“They all believe in me, so it is only right for them to offer their flesh and blood for me.”

Ria thought to himself, and then he told the investigators to stay quietly there. Little Swarth II would protect them, and as long as they didn't run around, they would be fine.

After doing all this, the young man's body merged into the darkness, and a top hat fell from mid-air, disappearing upon landing.

……

Time travel.

In the deep sea, Hydra battles Dagon.

The mayor of the Deep Ones, their father god, would rather die than relinquish the authority to seal the Hydra. The Deep Ones swam around it, trying to remove the new silt and the supernatural creatures that had burrowed into its flesh.

The gray silt continued to spread around, and the intelligent life within it indulged in a frenzy.

We did it! We really defeated Dagon!

The great Lord is about to rise again, and no one can stop it!

He will descend soon, and He will clear all obstacles for us. The Deep Ones will return to the outside world and become their kings!

Praise the abyss!

Praise the abyss!

(End of this chapter)