They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 370 Mountains
Now, the source of the plague has disappeared, but that is not enough.

The authority does not reside in them, and the dream-seeker's meme remains unchanged.

Ria jumped off the roof and took a few steps forward, only to find that the source of the plague still had no smell as always.

The original owner said they tasted strange, but Ria didn't think so; it might just be a matter of personal taste.

"You all stand there and don't move. I'll clear away those invisible viruses in the air."

As Ria spoke, golden eyes cracked open on the surface of her skin, and tentacles throbbed in the shadows. After a long while, those eyes closed again.

"It's done."

He leaned on his cane and said, "Luckily, you didn't have much contact, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to handle it."

Ria seriously considered a plan. Since she had the ability to devour authority, and the authority of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse would bring about the Great Judgment Day due to plague, war, famine and death, it was unrealistic to directly seize the authority of the Radiant Sun. So why not target the Four Horsemen?
They seized power before He could cause disaster, usurped the glory of the rising sun, and utterly extinguished any possibility of His awakening.

I wonder how James would react if he knew about this plan.

But now Ria knows that he can no longer stay in the Dreamland. The Dreamland is different from ordinary dreams. It is also a waking world, and it will take a toll on his mental energy.

Seeing that no one else had such a reaction, Ria guessed that perhaps her physical injuries were too severe, which led to her current situation.

"We need to find a way to wake up. Whether we can get back here is not the point. Since we've made it here once, there will be other opportunities in the future."

He planned to wake up, but now a new problem has arisen.

Ria didn't know how he woke up. Even when Little Swarth stood on his lap in reality, pressed his shoulders and shook him, he still couldn't wake him up.

Therefore, Ria decided to ask the local residents.

"Do you know how you woke up?"

"Just keep thinking about waking up."

As Falmanf watched Ria's brow furrow, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

"Are you... not going to wake up?"

“It’s strange, it shouldn’t be possible.” Ria lowered her head and began to think.

The tentacles in reality had turned into thorns that pierced his shoulder. Little Swarth witnessed all of this and cried his heart out. He lay on the ground, oozing out a lot of strong acid, then sucking the acid back in, and then the liquid oozed out again.

What would happen if I never woke up?

Ria thought of this possibility: if he never woke up again, wouldn't that be exactly what some people wanted? A god without consciousness and a god whose consciousness is sealed in a dream world and gradually weakened are almost the same thing.

But if this is a scheme, the person who devised it must not be so simple. After all, what they want is the authority that has already been stored up, and Ria's authority at present is not complete and is far from reaching the level of a true god.

Even if those people obtain godhood, they cannot use it, so it's better to let Him run around a little longer.

"Is this Atlach's plan? Or..."

Ria asked Farmanf for more information about Atlak Nakya, and Farmanf told Ria everything he knew, things that hadn't even been mentioned in his published works.

"The Bridge of Nightmares is also known as the Spider God, the Spider Web Lady, and the Spider Goddess. It is called the Bridge of Nightmares because it is constantly weaving a huge bridge connecting the dream world and reality."

Someone saw in a dream that incomplete bridge made entirely of spider webs—

However, once the bridge is completed, the end of the world will come, or as the outside world says, a natural disaster, the Great Judgment Day.

"What is the connection between spider webs and natural disasters?"

Ria was even more puzzled, and more and more confusion accumulated in his heart, but perhaps only Atlak knew how to leave this place.

A spider the size of a football crawled to Ria's feet: "You can find the lady; she will take you away."

"What if I call His name here?"

"The lady may not have time, after all, He is busy weaving nets every day. The lady asked me to take you to find Him, please come with me."

How do I know if you're scamming someone?

"Now that things have come to this, are you still afraid of being deceived?"

The spider tilted its head, its eight round pupils flashing with a cold light.

Ria chuckled and followed behind it: "You lead the way, but try to be quick, because I might have a bad temper and do things that I can't control myself."

If I don't wake up and my mental state deteriorates, you know the consequences, right?

The spider's black hairs trembled, and it stammered, "Of course, of course."

It wanted to take Ria to see Atlak, who lived at the bottom of the Vomiadres Mountains in the Dreamland. To get to the mountains, the spider suggested that Ria could use a space jump.

"Here, there's no need to follow the rules of reality; you can go wherever you want."

You can travel to the moon by boat, or to the stars by steam train. Here, anything is possible.

You can experience the most tangible transcendence; time and space are controllable in dreams. For example, I could jump off a cliff right now, landing behind you, or suddenly dive into the ocean and emerge from a volcano on the other side.

"That sounds very tempting."

"Of course, but how to cross space..."

"I'm familiar with that; after all, teleportation is a magician's specialty."

As Ria took off his hat, ready to try it on, the spider suddenly called out to him, "Wait, you're not familiar with this place at all; you need my guidance."

"And what if you suddenly find yourself in some dangerous place? This place is different from reality. There are many slumbering beings that we call ancient gods. You must never go to their place!"

Just in case, the spider wanted to climb onto Ria's shoulder to assist with the space jump.

But as it drew closer, a pair of golden pupils suddenly appeared in Ria's shadow, staring at it with a chilling and terrifying gaze, as if a ferocious beast would rush out and tear it apart at any moment.

In the end, the spider didn't dare to do that. It only told Ria to take it with him when he moved, as it could provide coordinates to help the young man find his way and prevent him from getting lost.

"Your identity is too special. Ordinary methods simply cannot allow you to freely enter and leave the Dreamland. Perhaps only Madam can assist you."

The lady is usually very lonely, only accompanied by those mechanical and rigid family members. I wish you could talk to her and tell her some stories beyond the realm of dreams.

For example, the red moon. She has always loved the red moon. It is said that long ago, when she was still a little girl, the first thing she saw after leaving the darkness of the nightmare was the crimson moon, the only thing shining in the night sky.

“A little girl?” Ria looked at the spider, who immediately changed the subject.

"It's nothing, just pretend you didn't hear it." Following the mental coordinates provided by the spider, Ria quickly figured out the pattern of spatial jump and arrived at her destination.

He and the spider appeared at the foot of a huge, continuous mountain range. The wind made Ria's clothes flutter, while he held down his hat to prevent it from being blown away.

The spider also gripped the ground tightly with its eight segments, emitting a sharp cry. Soon, the same sound came from all directions.

Ria felt as if a spider web had been torn apart, the illusion vanished, and a cave appeared before her. The cave was surrounded by humanoid spiders of various shapes, all facing the cave with awe.

Soon after, Ria also spotted eight points of light suddenly flashing in the darkness inside the cave.

Soon, the light disappeared, and a tall, beautiful woman emerged from it. She was dressed like a medieval noblewoman, her waist tightly bound by a corset, making her look strangely thin, and her arms were as thin as spiders, disproportionately long.

His scarlet fingernails pinched several long needles, constantly weaving unknown, intangible things that led nowhere.

"What a rare guest! It's a pleasure to have you here, child. Won't you come to my home as a guest?"

Atlach stared at Ria's face, then shook his head with a click of his tongue: "What a pity, what a pity."

What are you regretting?

"Why are you a man? Such a flawless face... If you were a woman, I might gain a special treasure among my retinue..."

I forgot to mention that these children are all collectibles I found in various places.

They were all quite charming and lovely girls back then, and of course, they still are now.

Lia looked at those extraordinary creatures, some of which still retained a faint trace of human form, though in some cases it was only "a trace".

If some spiders with a human-shaped pattern on their backs are considered humanoid, then...

“I understand and respect your collecting hobby, madam, but I have more important things to do right now.”

"Send you away?" Atlak continued weaving. "Well, to be honest, I'm a little afraid of what's on you. I'll agree to anything you say, but I have one condition."

"what?"

"There are many places in the dream world that border reality, so I can't guarantee where I'll take you. You'll need to figure out the way yourself and find your way back to where you really want to go."

Of course, the deviation won't be too far.

“That’s not a problem, ma’am.”

"How understanding... So why aren't you a woman?"

Atlas seemed quite conflicted about the issue, but He then put forward His second condition, which was the real condition.

His human form took out a white spider silk scarf and handed it to Ria.

"If you have time, offer this to Crimson. Of course, this offering can also save you from one death, since He feeds on death, and anyone who truly sacrifices to Him will not escape death."

Ria paused for a moment, then took the scarf and put it away: "I will."

"Alright, good luck. Next time you want to enter or leave the Dreamland, just recite my prayer. There's no need for all that trouble. I can still grant you that right."

Atlak finally smiled, stretching out her long arm and pointing her fingernail at Ria's forehead, while Ria's figure quickly vanished.

Just before it completely dissipated, Atlas's expression changed drastically. He seemed to suddenly regret his decision and wanted to bring Riah back, but was severely interrupted along the way.

Someone tampered with the space—

"Aren't you all being far too impatient? If this continues, aren't you afraid of irreversible consequences?"

"He is smarter than we think."

He whispered a few words, but ultimately gave up interfering and retreated again. Atlak Nakya transformed back into the mythical creature of the enormous spider, weaving the invisible things into darkness until they were completely merged with it.

……

The sound of the wind lingered in Ria's ears. He opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was little Swarth on his lap.

He was still in the original Nightmare Church, and it seemed that the so-called spatial displacement had not happened to him. He was lucky this time.

However, my body has not yet recovered, and I am extremely tired.

"James is really ruthless, and they also know how to hinder the recovery of the patient's physical functions."

Lia yawned. He really wanted to sleep, but sleeping didn't guarantee which dream he would end up in, which was so bad that he couldn't even get a break.

However, Ria had previously stored a lot of her mental energy from normal times using a mysterious pocket watch, so there was no need to worry about the current situation.

He turned his wheelchair, intending to go out for some fresh air.

"It's quite windy outside—"

Just as Lia was thinking this, he saw the scenery outside, his breath caught for a moment, and his pupils narrowed slightly.

Before him stretched an endless mountain range, shrouded in mist, its peaks covered in snow. A fierce wind whipped at Ria's hair, making him wonder if he was hallucinating.

To avoid hallucinating, Ria went back into the building and went out again, finally confirming that it was not a hallucination.

"This is the slight error that Lady Nightmare Bridge was referring to... Are we still in the real Vomiadres Mountains? And on the mountaintop at that!?"

He couldn't help but cover his face and laugh, feeling as if fate was playing a cruel joke on him.

Of course, Ria wasn't lamenting the unfairness of fate.

Swarth could transform into a giant dragon, and its flight speed could even rival that of modern flying vehicles. Leaving this place would be a piece of cake for them. Ria was just marveling at how the distance was indeed different from what she had imagined.

“Let’s go, Schwarz. I don’t know how they got the church building here.”

"Ow."

Little Swarth nodded, swallowed the building, then transformed into a dragon and carried Ria on its back. After a moment, feeling uneasy, it grabbed Ria in its paws and swallowed the wheelchair.

In this way, the host will not fall off halfway or be exposed to the wind.

It's so thoughtful.

The mythical creature flicked its tail twice, spread its wings wide against the wind and snow on the mountaintop, and took off into the air.

The Vomiadres Mountains seem to stretch endlessly, and from above, their convergent outline resembles an incomplete human face.

(End of this chapter)