They all call me an Outer God.

Hephisgetu thought for a moment but decided not to tell Shergaren that it was here, regardless of whether its consciousness had sneaked over here to freeload while it was sleeping, or whether Shergaren was in a hurry.

None of this had anything to do with him. If he had to say it did, Hephaestus found it quite amusing to see his other clones getting anxious.

He seemed to be in a constant state of anxiety, so anxious that he couldn't eat or sleep properly. Even though he had already inherited the power of the Black Pharaoh, he could still miss the insects to this extent.

Those who didn't know better might think the insect was some pharaoh's favorite concubine, but it seems that Shane doesn't care much about Sherger these days. He's just keen on being fed by the people coming and going in the Golden Church, until his belly is round and full.

In the desert, it doesn't receive such good treatment.

There are so many delicious foods in the world!

Xia En thought to himself.

"Let that Black Pharaoh keep his fuss."

Hephis Gauth looked away from Shane, and not long after, a white shadow appeared at the viewing platform. Under the light, the white shadow even seemed to glow on its own.

Everyone fell silent, staring in shock or trembling at the person who appeared above—or rather, God.

The Lord of Trade, the only conscious deity in the world, appeared there at this moment.

He wore a holy white cloak, and a veil covered the upper half of his face, making it impossible to see his full features.

No, perhaps His current appearance is just a facade. No one has ever seen His true form. Anyone who has seen Him has fallen into endless madness because their brains have limited capacity to process it.

The crowd didn't dare to breathe. They were supposed to be His believers, but now, having actually seen Him, all they could do was quietly admire Him and give thanks for His glory.

Lia looked down at her followers through the mask without any obstruction, but what she was really thinking was that she had to speed things up now, otherwise it would be all over if James found her and discovered that she was mixed up with Hephaestus.

As he thought this, he raised his left hand, which was holding a pair of golden scales.

One side has feathers, while the other side is empty.

At this point, the two sides of the scale tend to be balanced.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as we all know, everything in the world is inseparable from exchange, that is, trade."

From subatomic particles and quarks to the universe, everything follows the law of substitution conservation.

Conservation ensures order, while non-conservation leads to disorder.

Do you agree that disorderly conduct is criminal and requires punishment?

The believers were separated, one on the left and one on the right, representing the affirmative and the negative sides, and symbolizing the balance of the scales. The moment Ria spoke, both the affirmative and the negative sides raised their "agree" signs in unison.

"Do you think you're playing some kind of game?"

Rudy gritted her teeth: "This is absolutely unfair!"

Hephaestus: "You're hilarious. If the Lord of Trade doesn't represent fairness, what does he represent?"
He is fairness itself.

"On the contrary, you, as a believer, are trying to stuff the deity into that unsightly womb, which is already a grave sin of blasphemy."

"You are the last person who has the right to criticize me here."

"You are guilty."

"guilty!"

"guilty!"

Ignoring the arguments of the crowd, Ria looked at the scales in his hand. The weight of the black feathers exceeded that of the other side, so he stretched out his right hand, making a gesture with his arm bent and his palm facing forward.

The church fell silent.

"It's clear that the result is already known, Miss. The verdict is that you are guilty."

Lute looked incredulous, finding the trial inexplicable and absurd. She even couldn't help but laugh: "So, you brought me here just to play house with you?"
"The trial finds me guilty, so what? What can you do to me then?"

Her laughter grew louder and louder: "Is this the level of the only awakened god? Anyone who didn't know better would think that the foolish lord from the beginning had awakened. To think he would resort to such tricks is childish to the point of being cute."

Hahaha, if Pan were here, he would definitely be laughing even harder than me—"

Before she could finish speaking, Xia En, who was in the corner, suddenly turned around and stared at her.

Hephaestus remained smiling, but his chilling aura made the nearby chairs and the ground appear as if they were writhing, living flesh.

The believers quickly moved away from this person.

Lia wasn't angry. He said, "As long as you're happy, that's all that matters. Making everyone happy is my goal in this life."

Lute continued to laugh, but soon she found that she couldn't stop laughing, and the believers below were laughing at the same strange laughter.

But that's not the scariest part. The scariest part is that she discovers everyone has turned into her likeness.

The giant clock on the wall transformed into a giant eye, and countless eyes began to writhe and grow on the reversed cross, each eye emitting the exact same sound as her.

The sound was like millions of people mocking her. Her eyes quickly bled, and she went deaf, but was quickly restored, and so it went on.

Her flesh and blood were rotting, and her once proud body turned into pieces of black matter and fell away. In the end, only her head remained intact, while her body had long since become a skeleton covered in mold.

Even so, she couldn't stop laughing, and everyone else was laughing too.

You're laughing, I'm laughing, he's laughing! She's laughing too! It's laughing too! He's laughing too—

Just as the Lord of Trade said, He likes to see others happy. Since they are so happy, why not just keep being happy like this?
Ludi then realized that the so-called Lord of Trade was not at all like the righteous figure he presented. His methods were quite cruel and ruthless, but he still pretended to be fair.

This is not hypocrisy, because Ria has now lost the ability to recognize methods of punishment. What he considers a minor punishment is, in the minds of most people, a nightmare of hellish torture.

He only thinks that since he was able to get through it back then, he should be able to handle similar things by slightly reducing the burden on others.

Then the problem arises.

Although the methods he used to ensure the physical and mental safety of believers were all illusions generated by the church itself, the pollution was very real.

Ludi was completely dumbfounded; she could no longer smile even slightly.

At that moment, the church doors were opened from the outside, and a creature with the head of a goat and the body of a human walked in.

Everyone turned their attention to him. The fluctuations in the malfunction around Hephaestus became even greater, as if the place could no longer support his presence and began to act abnormally.

"I knew it, this guy still came."

Hephaestus's smile appeared increasingly gentle, but the nearby ripples suggested otherwise.

The creature that came to mind was Pan, who was revered as the god of nature and fertility, and was respectfully called "Great Pan".

Now Pan arrived here, ignoring Hephaestus, and looked at Luti crying on the inverted cross. Then, in an instant, he appeared on the viewing platform, next to Ria.

Lia moved slightly to the side to give him some space and see what he wanted to do.

Then the first thing this god Pan said was: "It's a pleasure to meet you. I was originally angry because some tactless fellow hurt my offspring, but as soon as I saw you, I instantly lost that blasphemous thought."

How could anyone bear to hurt you? Something as sacred as you is always right. You are more captivating than I imagined, which is why I have this honor to be with you…”

"No."

Lia interrupted him.

"BOOM!!!!!" With a deafening roar, an enormous, jet-black dragon head appeared in their field of vision. The dragon's claws gripped the wall tightly, and its long tail lashed out continuously.

At this moment, its golden vertical pupils stared intently at the goat, and its dragon wings gradually stretched out, almost blocking out all the light.

The moment Schwarz saw this guy, he knew he had to bite him to death, while Pan just smiled with slight regret.

"It seems this mythical creature doesn't like me very much. We'll meet again; this is just a greeting."

After he finished speaking, his figure turned into dark matter and disappeared, along with Rudy on the cross.

Seeing that the person had disappeared, Ria decided not to chase after them anymore. He didn't know where they had gone, and chasing would be pointless.

However, his offspring did indeed lure that guy here. If they have any value to us, we might as well use them. If not, then we'll just have to accept it as it is.

Perhaps it would be good to chop up the sheep's head and sell it to some sheep head food lovers.

He put away the Libra scales and casually patted the black dragon's head. It whimpered and transformed into a small four-clawed owl, perching on Ria's shoulder and continuing to whimper.

Ria poked it, and it kept cooing. When it sensed that Ria was in danger, it ran all the way from reality to the dream world.

Then I saw the sheep.

From today onwards, the animal it hates most is the sheep.

"Don't be angry, we can go now."

Ria discovered that Hephaestus was gone; he was probably chasing after Pan to fight him. The believers below remained bewildered, showing no shock at anything strange or unusual, nor did their faith waver.

Ria looked down at everyone: "Forget everything here for now, and go back to your own dream world."

After he finished speaking, the vast Golden Church quickly became empty.

Hephaestus pursued Pan for thousands of miles, finally intercepting him by a lake deep in a forest.

The silver moon in the sky is reflected in the lake, and fluorescent creatures lurk on the grass blades, their soft glow appearing and disappearing, making the place incredibly mysterious and enchanting.

Pan turned to look at him: "What, you came all this way because you can't bear to part with me? Maybe we can have a passionate session in this romantic place, there are plenty of spectators here anyway."

As he finished speaking, many strange-looking creatures gradually emerged from the shadows all around. Some of them had ram horns, while others had ram hooves.

"I wish I could tear you to pieces, but you can't die now. If you die, there will be no one to reproduce."

"Is that how you see me?"

"Otherwise what? Is the male incarnation of the Black Goat of the Forest so insecure about himself?"

Pan chuckled and walked to the lakeside, looking down at his reflection in the water.

"This is the first time I've ever seen the consciousness of a god. Is it really possible?"

"You are questioning Nyarlathotep."

“I still believe my method is reliable. Even if they all awaken and humanity perishes, I can still reproduce new humanity. Even if the gods perish, I can still reproduce new gods.”

"Even if the vast majority of creatures are your offspring, you still want to harm them?"

"I don't need to abide by human moral principles. It's you who have been living with humans for too long and have divided your consciousness among so many humans, making you pedantic..."

With that, Pan turned his head and walked towards Hephaestus: "Come on, let's do something fun..."

Hephaestus, unusually, narrowed his eyes.

"Having fun, huh?"

Suddenly, countless creatures wearing white masks appeared from all directions, and the moment these creatures gathered, the fluctuations of the malfunction became unprecedentedly large.

"Boom————"

A gigantic, dark red mythical creature with tentacles on its head descended upon the forest, howling and roaring, and trampled Pan and his offspring to pieces with one stomp.

……

Ria returns to reality and uses her magic and trading abilities to restore the road to its original state.

Then, he withdrew his tentacles and looked at the crowd. Some of them looked glamorous and serious in suits, but who would have thought that they were wearing pink starfish pajamas underneath?

They lost their tentacles for support and collapsed to the ground, a truly indecent sight.

The king also collapsed. Ria knew he was faking it, so she didn't warn him and quickly left while James wasn't around.

"Wait a minute."

Someone called to him. Ria knew it was Wilton, but he ignored it and walked away, pretending he hadn't heard.

I wonder what His Majesty's reaction will be when he finds out that he was the one who rescued the princes and princesses.

The king lay on the ground, feeling a bit cold. He silently put his cloak over himself, and immediately felt much better.

He thought that sometimes sleeping on the street was quite nice, at least everyone was lively and there was no infighting or exploitation.

Perhaps Endlers could set aside a day for the festival, named "Sleeping in the Street in Pajamas Day," to let everyone experience the beauty of nature.

When everyone gradually woke up, Wilton told them that the march needed to continue, and they were all dumbfounded.

Some of the old fogies screamed and clutched their clothes to their chests; anyone who didn't know better would think someone had done something to them.

"Don't worry, everyone. A disorderly person saved us, and that disorderly person is gone now."

Wilton did not conceal Ria's achievements; in fact, he hoped to find Ria and reward him.

Money, fame, and even titles are all deserved by those who have made contributions.

Some people felt it was inappropriate: "Your Majesty, that person is a disordered being. You know that disordered beings are very unstable factors, especially someone as powerful as him. His meme level can only be high, not low."

If we let him stay..."

"Count Entec".

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

"You've been dismissed from your post."

(End of this chapter)