They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 345 Sacrifices are forbidden here

Chapter 345 Here—Sacrifice is Forbidden

Judging from the surface alone, no one might believe that this is the real remains of the abyss.

Sometimes the truth is far more absurd than anyone imagines, and countless people, like clowns, fight each other over this absurd, hidden truth.

The human form of the Abyss Ruler is a short-haired, muscular man surrounded by two mythical serpents: the fire serpent Biherus and the water serpent Gargamute.

As for why such a figure would possess the authority to "procreate," Hephaestus speculated that it all stemmed from the two snakes.

In the Old World, snakes were considered ominous and evil creatures.

It is said that those two mythical creatures were the first pair of humans in history to be transformed, but no one knows whether this is true or not.

They and the rulers of the abyss are now one, so it's not wrong to say that the molted skin of the fire serpent Biherus is a remnant of the abyss.

After all, Beethoven also possessed authority over the ocean, and he also controlled all the underwater volcanoes.

The magma beneath the sea is His blood.

[Heh... Even if it's a fake death, it's not as convincing as it seems. But then again, if a real, intact Abyss remnant were here, it would be quite troublesome.]

Those cold-blooded bastards are outside this world and have nothing to do with it; it's me who has to clean up this mess.

The beetle muttered in a language no one could understand as it crawled away from the trench. A moment later, its antennae began to rotate faster, and it placed the fiery red snakeskin on the seabed, raising its first two legs in a human-like manner.

My Lord—

The supreme soul whispering in the depths of darkness,

Wandering the world, witnessing the decadent pleasures of paper money and gold,
Reconstructing nihilistic bliss, bestowing upon the dark truth of decadent pleasure, the embodiment of desire.
We sing praises of desire.

Offering gold as a gift

Praise be to Faceless Trade! Your loyal followers offer you the true remains of the abyss of this place to celebrate your great deeds, hoping that your humanity will soon vanish and you will return to your rightful place.

Before the beetle attached to Hephaestus could finish its cry, a Deep One suddenly rushed out from the shadows and smashed it to pieces, scattering its internal organs and blood everywhere.

"Trade regulations prohibit sacrificial offerings here!"

Did He really make that rule?

The beetle's remaining half of its head was still trying to ask questions.

"It's fake, and it's only targeting you."

The Deep One slowly transformed into Ria's appearance and bent down to pick up the fiery red snakeskin from the ground.

This thing doesn't seem to have any use right now, but it should fetch a good price.

At the very least, it can be used when offering sacrifices to other deities.

Ria put the thing away carefully: "I remember I erased the prayer from your minds."

Isn't this a test from you? A true family member would never forget anything about the divine.

The beetle seemed to be in a good mood.

[Lia, putting aside the issue of faith, from my personal perspective, your performance was as brilliant as ever, and I believe our collaboration will continue to be enjoyable.]

[I look forward to the day when natural disasters are completely eradicated. If that day comes, all four Horsemen of the Apocalypse will perish, and we will achieve true victory.]

I can't wait to slay a god!

Hephaestus's words were different from his usual tone; he seemed to acknowledge Ria from a personal perspective and speak to him in a superior manner.

However, this state did not last long, and he reverted to his crazy and erratic behavior.

His laughter filled the darkness of the seabed, and the beetle breathed its last amidst the madness of laughter, its vision fading into chaos.

Ria picked up a relatively intact, slightly glowing insect leg; the tentacles on it had stopped wriggling.

"When I see a creature I've never seen before, I always get a strange feeling, so irritating that I just want to kill it..."

"Is my pollution already so difficult to control, or is it only targeting this kind of insect?"

Ria thought for a moment, and realized that this might only be aimed at the beings possessed by Hephaestus. When facing the Abyss Mark being devoured by Hydra, he also offered his flesh and blood to the Radiant Sun to accelerate the disappearance of the seal, and also to prepare for the Radiant Sun to accurately locate Hydra in the Abyss remnants later.

after an hour.

Inside a building on the sea.

Hephaestus was still waving his fingers to the music when the door opened, and several menacing-looking Deep Ones stood outside, bowing their heads to him.

"You may leave now."

"Is that all? I wonder how the performance was."

Hephaestus followed the Deep Ones outside and met Ria at the door.

His pupils dilated for a moment, then the corners of his mouth turned up: "It seems to have been a great success. May I have the honor of inviting you to dance?"

“No.” Ria refused without hesitation, and then the Deep Ones saw “Hephaestus”’s body disintegrate, turning into countless tentacles, and then into a strange, feathered creature that pounced on Ria’s shoulder.

It seemed to be accusing Ria of why it had been left here for so long, and accusing Ria of not dancing with it.

"Thank you for your hard work." Ria's clones were all transformed from Little Swarth. Since the werewolf meme was successfully created, those tentacles could transform into all sorts of creatures, and Ria could control their actions.

However, this is very energy-consuming.

And when it comes to dancing, Ria can't dance at all.

Little Swarth reluctantly burrowed into Ria's flesh and blood.

The deep-sea divers stood there, stunned.

With their brain circuits, these creatures simply cannot comprehend why the mastermind behind trade would split himself up to orchestrate such a self-directed drama.

Perhaps they will never understand the will of God.

Unpredictable, unimaginable.

“I think… I’m gradually understanding everything.” The gaze of the Deep One became profound, as if it could see through the past, present, and future.

The other end responded incredulously: "What have you figured out!?"

"I don't know, but at this point you have to say you do. You can never tell your superiors you don't know, and you can't doubt your superiors, understand?"

"……don't know."

"Look, look, this is why you can't get promoted."

"Did you get a promotion?"

"No."

"waste."

"You're useless without me."

They started arguing.

While they were arguing, Ria left.

He found Saler, who and Emigana were already waiting in front of a building, seemingly waiting for him to leave together.

Lia helped them on the condition that they become his followers, so the current situation did not surprise him.

Emigana has transformed into a human form, a short young man with freckles on his face, wearing a white medical coat and thick-rimmed glasses.

At first glance, Lia thought he was a medical student.