They all call me an Outer God.

"Really?" Alice, upholding the fine tradition of scholarly skepticism, looked in the direction Ivand had left. "But Master, would a benevolent mind really stuff the Xia Gai demon into a latrine?"

Lia remained calm: "Many people confuse the shagae beetle with the scarab beetle, and there's nothing we can do about it."

"There's no way you could possibly mix them up, President, your personality is still as awful as ever."

As she spoke, Alice walked toward Ria: "Have you really regained your memories? I remember you used to have a very bad relationship with your mentor, and you would always argue whenever you met."

"You're mistaken, and there's no point in arguing now..."

Ria closed his eyes, seemingly deep in thought. A moment later, he opened them again. Golis had already laid Wilton IV's body down and stood up again.

Ria and Alice also walked in that direction until they got close to the body.

Ria bent down, picked up the old king's crown, and examined it for a moment. Alice then said that Wilton was actually very difficult to kill, but the magic she was researching could directly inhibit cell division and, incidentally, distort the genes in the damaged parts, causing the original genes and the new genes to conflict.

She seemed quite proud: "It's also thanks to my constant reading and research day and night; that's the power of science."

Ria began to worry: "Today is Wilton IV's birthday and also his death anniversary. After the death of the fourth, the fifth must ascend the throne, but all the nobles who attended the banquet today are dead. It's not easy to explain to the outside world."

They hold most of the complex lifeline; if these managers were to suddenly disappear, Enderles would also fall into a prolonged period of stagnation.

Alice: "Then resurrect them. Aren't resurrections the things angels excel at?"

After she finished speaking, Ivand came over. He even took the time to change himself into clothes that looked like those of a prime minister, and his hair was tied into a low ponytail.

"That bug ran away by itself, which is strange. Aren't scarabs supposed to love excrement the most?"

Alice was speechless for a moment. She told her mentor about her idea of ​​resurrecting the nobles, and Ivan looked around at those who were dead beyond any hope of survival.

“I can give them new souls and the ability to think, even their original memories. But after that, they will become machine-like beings and can no longer be considered human.”

Alice: "It's okay, as long as I can move."

Then Ivand raised his hand, and a blank black book appeared before him, its pages turning endlessly.

"The primordial, almighty, and eternal God,"

The tip of the path, the pillar of origin.
The enigmatic sage who appeared from the void path,
The irreplaceable leader of the Truth Dimension…

When Ria heard those obscure languages, strange murmurs suddenly echoed in her mind, and her thoughts became obscure as well.

It was as if at that moment, he could access all knowledge and solve all the unsolved mysteries of the present stage.

But when he tried to grasp those ideas, they became something distant and unattainable, deliberately hidden.

"...You are time and space, you are the original darkness, you are omniscient and omnipotent, you are the ultimate taboo that all living beings crave."

Ria then read out this prayer following Ivan's words.

"To forget you is a great disrespect to believers."
Praise the supreme divinity of the ineffable truth.
Praise to Umer Yate Tavel—

Praise be to Yog-Sothoth!

As the last prayer was recited, Ria felt words begin to appear on her mentor's book. With the appearance of these things, the people on the ground instantly transformed into clumps of strangely shaped objects.

They change shape at will like slime, crawling on the ground, with only a round blue sphere serving as their brain.

Before long, these guys changed their shapes again, turning into people who looked exactly the same as before.

Ivan closed the book, and a huge wing seemed to appear on the ground, but the wing was withered and near death.

In other words, the mentor just sacrificed one of his wings to ask that door to lower its gaze.

Perhaps Men was in a good mood today and generously helped them, but Lia didn't understand where this mood came from.

Ivand: "He is probably pleased that you have finally called upon Him, after all, the Gate really thinks highly of you."

Ria didn't speak, but looked at the enormous wings on the ground: "These wings..."

"Losing a wing is nothing, it doesn't hurt at all. Have you forgotten how many wings my mythical creature form has?"

There are simply too many to count.

As he spoke, he yawned and then looked at Golis, whose eyes, under the mentor's gaze, had completely turned into snake eyes.

"The World Serpent is still asleep as the Gekkoso Mountains, but its consciousness is half awakened, which is quite interesting."

Human wars are ultimately too tedious and meaningless; they fight only to seize resources and interests. Right now, I believe we should persuade neighboring countries to stop their wars, negotiate with them, and then jointly target the forbidden seas.

“Perhaps those egoists won’t agree to us so easily.” Golis patted the bloodstains on her sleeve, though she couldn’t wipe them off, she did it anyway.

“We have solved our problem, but they have long been enemies with us. What’s even more worrying is that they also have superhumans.”

Ivan: "It doesn't matter. We just want to have a friendly and peaceful exchange with them. If they're unwilling..."

Golis: "Then we'll force them until they're willing."

The banquet continued, and the atmosphere was even more lively than before, but Ria sat to one side looking somewhat uneasy.

He had just absorbed a massive amount of memories and was currently struggling to process them. The overwhelming amount of memories was making him dizzy and his head felt like it was about to explode three times in just one hour because of thinking about problems.

Each time he explodes, he turns into a bunch of tentacles, but after a short while, these tentacles turn back into him and he continues to think.

"Could it be that the Order Association and the Keepers of Secrets have tacitly approved of this...?"

"Bang—" He exploded, then reformed.

"How could I forget? I instructed the prosecutor to find a time to send out the mentor's brain, not the body. As for the keeper, I also communicated with the committee to send the best plague doctor to supervise this body and divinity."

"I feel a bit sorry for James. He probably doesn't know about this yet. He's really responsible, and it was wrong to deduct his salary. I should give him a raise..."

"Bang!!!"

Ria's head exploded again. When he transformed back, his expression was somewhat serious: "No, the words 'salary increase' absolutely cannot come out of my mouth."

And so, the hall was restored to its original state by extraordinary abilities. The musicians lined up in two neat rows and began to play. The beautiful and moving music, a blend of cello, piano, saxophone and violin, was reminiscent of a lake shrouded in the bright moonlight, in which a young girl in a flowing dress danced with swans.

Those who were resurrected, beaming with joy at their new life, danced ballroom dances in the ballroom, the deliberately dimmed lights creating a perfect atmosphere.

When Ivand finished enjoying the dance and looked at Ria, he found that the young man was no longer where he had been. Instead, a bunch of black tentacles with golden eyes appeared. The tentacles played a variety of musical instruments together, with the front tentacle playing the cello with great enthusiasm.

Ria's musical talent is quite good; compared to Hephaestus, Ria can be considered a musical genius.

However, this "genius" is now playing music while using his tentacles to wrap around the people nearby, seemingly planning to eat them if he gets tired of playing.

Somewhat helplessly, Ivan walked towards Ria, and the eyes followed his figure, turning in unison. Finally, they fixed their gaze on one spot, their hands still moving.

Alice whistled from the side: "What a cool new look, President!"

Ivand examined the creature's numerous eyes and said, "I always said that every single one of your eyes should have a pair of glasses."

"Gulp..." Those eyes blinked erratically, and swallowed the musician next to the tentacles whole.

"Don't eat randomly."

Ivan reached out and patted the tentacles, causing Ria to spit them out. After hesitating for a long time, Ria spat out the three musicians she had already eaten, as well as a group of bounty hunters she had swallowed earlier.

Surprisingly, these people are still alive, but they are clearly asleep, and judging from their expressions, they are even having some terrifying nightmares.

Ivand glanced at the group, not understanding why Riatun had so many people and couldn't digest them. He simply told the bounty hunters to forget about this place and stay in the palace as guards.

Their marksmanship was far superior to that of the lazy and good-for-nothing guards of today; after all, their physical prowess was honed through real bloodshed.

Midway through, James came looking for someone and almost got into a fight with Ivand after seeing him. Then Ivand pointed at Ria and said that if he had the ability, he could take Ria away in her current state in front of him. James was angry when he suddenly received a message from headquarters.

He gave Ivan the middle finger and left.

The next day.

When Ria woke up, he found himself lying in an unfamiliar room. Little Swarth was nestled on his chest and gave him a happy hug when he saw that he was awake.

On this day, Queen Elizabeth solemnly announced to everyone that her father, Wilton IV, had died the previous night after sleeping with twenty-eight women, including cousins, aunts, and other relatives, shocking the entire nation.

Oh no, it's grief.

People wept uncontrollably in the streets, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Golis gathered everyone in the main square of the Church of the Rising Sun to watch her coronation.

According to state protocol, the Pope will personally crown her and announce her as the new Queen of Enderles—Wilton V, Queen Goris Cranbea Wilton.

However, something went wrong. The Pope of the Radiant Sun had already died, and what was now present were his doubles. The doubles were unaware of the Pope's death, and since he had claimed to be praying for peace and prosperity to the nation at last night's banquet, he did not attend.

Now, he began to wonder how the perfectly healthy Fourth Prince could have died.

But it doesn't matter. Women seem easier to control, especially young girls like Golis. Taming her as a puppet to obey my orders would be a piece of cake.
Thinking this, the Pope walked toward Golis as the choir sang.

Her attire today was different from her usual style. As a queen, she needed to be more dignified and worthy of respect. Even her hair was meticulously combed, and every detail of her outfit was full of traditional refinement.

The Pope approached her with a formulaic smile, but Golis suddenly said halfway there, "I don't like old men crowning me."

These words were spoken from the high platform of the church, and the crowd below could not hear them; they were waiting to witness a moment of historical change.

"Your Highness, I..."

Just as the Pope was about to say something, Golis tilted her head and revealed a sunny smile: "However, you are an exception. I believe that in the future, divine right and royal right will definitely develop better through our cooperation."

As she spoke, she lowered her head, and the crown was placed on top of her head.

The moment she looked up at the crowd again, the people cheered.

"Today, I have taken over my father's heavy responsibility and become the new ruler. I will strive to pursue peace. With me here, I will not allow any non-citizens to legally set foot on our territory. We will eliminate foreign threats and uphold justice."

The sun shines brightly above, its radiance bearing witness to this moment. I swear by the sun, I will forever protect my people, ensuring their prosperity.

"Praise the sun!!!"

Everyone was excited. Yesterday was the old king's birthday, which also became his death anniversary, but today is the birth of the new king, which means they can hold celebrations and festivals again.

Lia was speechless at these festival enthusiasts; according to their logic, they could celebrate another festival when the fourth king's funeral was held.

Having holidays for a third of the year, the happiness index must be very high, right?

In fact, quite the opposite.

Pleasure can only be used to numb one's brain.

Many people spend most of their time in a daze, feeling lost and helpless.

After witnessing the coronation, Ria left the scene. He is now sober and no longer faces the constant threat of his brain exploding.

The young man arrived in a steam-powered car not far from the headquarters of the Order Association. Beyond that, the area became a restricted zone, surrounded by barbed wire and marked with signs on steel plates that read, "Military restricted area. Unauthorized personnel are prohibited from approaching or taking photos in the vicinity."

After he got out of the car, the driver didn't drive away immediately, but looked at him in surprise: "What do you want to do here?"

Ria: "I'm here to do some profitable but not entirely legal projects."

"You'd better watch out, or your life will be in danger. If something happens, I won't know you, I have nothing to do with you, and you've never even seen me before, understand?"

Upon hearing this, the driver immediately stepped on the gas and sped away. Ria watched him leave, then turned and walked towards the barbed wire fence.

He stopped about 500 meters away.

At this moment, many red dots appeared on his body surface, which were probably the locking devices of some kind of weapon. If Ria took another step forward, he would be shot to death.

(End of this chapter)