They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 422 Glachi

From the perspective of banning fishing, the people on the island are quite right. The marine life here is simply not edible; if you eat it, who knows what kind of abnormal changes might occur in your body.

Perhaps this is no longer a question of whether or not they are edible. If these seafoods are given more time, they might even crawl ashore and eat people.

Therefore, during the months when fishing is prohibited, people can only rely on seafood provided by ships from outside the island and fruits grown on the island to survive.

Their methods were bought with the lives of countless island residents, and their rules were undeniably strict. Yet, even so, many people on the island still suffered from indescribable pollution.

They live in this pollution day and night, tormented by it. Fortunately, they don't have to suffer discrimination because no one here knows when they will become like that, so there's no question of discrimination.

Perhaps one day, no one will be able to avoid the fate of being polluted.

A conch emerged from the beach, its shell made of a human head, with its mouth being the opening from which its meat emerged. Just as Ria squatted down to observe it, the conch did not retreat back into its shell, but instead wiggled its soft white tentacles and slowly crawled toward Ria.

Ria thought it was quite cute, so she touched its antennae.

The next moment, the human-headed snail suddenly stiffened and visibly transformed into a precious metal. Before long, it turned into pure gold, no longer looking frightening, but rather like a work of art.

"Thinking back to before, I would have to run around for a single gold coin, I never imagined I would have this ability now..."

He casually tossed the golden statue into his tentacle, preparing to continue observing the surrounding environment.

Little Swarth suddenly ran over, flapping its wings and carrying something rather horrifying in its mouth.

It picked up the scallop and handed it to Ria.

Ria looked at the scallop that resembled a human face, praised Little Swarth, and then tossed the scallop into its tentacles. For Swarth, this was a way of saying that Ria had accepted its gift.

"Go look around for anything else that seems suspicious, and bring it to me when you find it."

"Ow!"

Little Swarth made a "salute" gesture with his wings, then turned and transformed into tentacles to dive into the sand.

On such a vast coastline, searching for a little girl would be like finding a needle in a haystack, and the moon's color was also gradually becoming eerie.

Lia stood on the beach looking at the moon. He was all alone, and the scene was incredibly lonely and eerie.

The red moon and the dark purple sea were unsettling to look at, and perhaps due to optical effects, the sky was also reflected in an unusually strange color.

"It's impossible to find anything by searching like this. Maybe we could find something good by searching from the air, but when Swarth transformed into a dragon and circled in the sky, he had already seen the whole view. There's nothing here."

It's unrealistic to say that the child simply ran to the beach; the only possible answer is probably... that the child jumped into the sea.

"No, she won't jump into the sea."

Ria had a feeling that the child was still alive and was by the sea, but for some reason, he couldn't find any trace of Qisha.

There wasn't even a trace of Qisha's footprints here.

Just as Ria's expression grew increasingly serious and he even began to consider whether to use himself as bait, which would make him appear more harmless and attract the mastermind behind him, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

"who!?"

Ria turned around and saw Shamir smiling. The boy's expression was sinister, and there was a faint blue light flashing in his eyes as he looked at Ria.

"You already knew about me, so why pretend to be so surprised? Does it make you look more like a human being, a god?"

"You've completely stopped pretending."

"Pretending is so boring; only lowly life forms need to pretend—"

"So what are you now?"

Lia had long seen through the fact that the child in front of her had been parasitized by another consciousness, and that the creature that parasitized him had once lurked in Lia's dreams, trying every means to interfere with Lia's dreams and gradually break down his mental defenses.

In the end, when he tried to attack Ria with thorns, Ria tricked him by committing suicide in her dream.

The mythical creature Glaqi—whose followers compiled the Glaqi Revelation, which records methods for summoning various deities. The Order Association has always believed that those people are just trying to create chaos, and the Church of the Rising Sun has listed the Glaqi Revelation as a forbidden book.

Actually, it's not an exaggeration. Members of the Church of the Radiant Sun will demote all deities except the Radiant Sun to underground churches, and everything related to them will be considered forbidden.

However, both the Book of Revelation by Gerald and the Book of Revelation by the Church of the Sun of the Rising Sun mention the end times.

The end times will eventually come.

“Lia Kercha, aren’t you curious why I’ve come here? I’ve come here to make you receive the curse you deserve.”

Ria: "You want to fight me?"

"What? A curse isn't a fight!"

Shamir spoke righteously, saying that his current body was just an ordinary human body, and if he really fought with Ria, he would probably be gone the moment Ria raised her hand.

"Killing me won't do any good. Right now, I'm just attached to this child's body. If you kill him, my consciousness will just reappear somewhere else..."

"Is that right?"

Lia suddenly narrowed her eyes, a smirk playing on her lips as she looked down at him: "How could you think I have any good intentions? Now that I've killed you, where can your consciousness go? Right now, the closest person to you is me."

If, without warning, your thoughts wander into my mind, the consequences could be severe. If you don't understand how severe, let me give you a hint—

The voices that have accumulated in my head right now could fill several football matches, packed with players and spectators, and you should be familiar with most of them.

They were all Nyarlathotep's prized clones.

Shamir's expression suddenly changed.

"How dare you mention His name here? Aren't you afraid He will find out?"

"So what if you know? I'm sure that person is also being driven crazy by the clone's voice, probably having nightmares about it. So let's not waste any more time, what kind of death do you prefer?"

Shamir was now truly terrified. He feared that Ria might have some means to draw his consciousness into his mind.

He wasn't afraid of this behavior itself; what he truly feared were Nyarlathotep's group of madman clones.

Hephaestus and his ilk are virtually everywhere, their presence felt across the globe, making them like the best spies Nyarlathotep could use to monitor the world.

“I think we can still get along well.” Shamir finally compromised, and Ria waved her hand, causing the group of dark tentacles surrounding Shamir to reluctantly retreat.

"Tell me your purpose, Your Majesty. I believe I am qualified to communicate with you on an equal footing."

Shamir frowned as he watched Ria's eyes turn gold for a moment, then disappear automatically the next instant.

After a moment, he chuckled and said, "I see."

"Godhood, Godhood, you really fooled everyone. On the surface, those gods gave you consciousness and made you controllable, but you devoured that consciousness and made everyone run around in circles."

Those souls were merged, and you controlled them, which is why you are who you are today.

Ria: "I don't know what you're talking about. If it's interference, then forget it. There's no credibility in what you're saying."

Shamir chuckled: "Yes, just consider it completely unreliable, just like the books written by my followers."

By the way, is your mentor in your hands now? Why haven't you released him? Is he still asleep—uh…”

As he spoke, a tentacle wrapped around his neck and lifted him high off the ground.

Ria stared coldly at him, while Shamir struggled painfully in mid-air. His body's instincts filled him with fear; now Ria really would kill him!
"I've discovered that I quite like your current weak appearance. Why don't you live like this from now on?"

Ria placed a curse on Geragi's consciousness, ensuring that he would never be able to escape this body, and the medium of the curse was Shamir's own soul.

Shamir himself also wants revenge, so Ria can certainly lend him a hand and make the situation even more chaotic.

Shamir gritted his teeth: "You want to... curse... me?!"

"That's fair. I can't be the one being cursed all the time. I have a temper too."

"you--"

Not long after, Shamir fainted, and Ria threw him on the ground and continued to observe the unusual phenomena on the beach.

The moon's color was even more scarlet, a deep, almost purplish red.

The sky was cloudless and starless. When life gazes upon the sky, no one can help but be captivated by the enormous red moon.

Not long after, Shamir slowly woke up on the ground. He looked at Ria with a hint of confusion in his eyes. Ria half-squatted down and reached out her hand to him.

"You're awake. Do you remember who I am?"

"You are……"

Shamir stared at the young man's face, feeling his mind in complete chaos. Just thinking about things caused him severe pain, and his neck was burning as if it were about to snap.

A jumble of chaotic memories mingled together. Shamir clutched his head in agony, struggling to stay afloat in the sand. After a long while, he said, "You are Ria Kercha, and you are also a god. I am Shamir, and I am also... the King of Dead Dreams."

"Why did you suddenly faint? Tell me why you came to find me."

“I…” Shamir’s pupils dilated and then contracted. “I’m a little worried, so come and check on me.”

Are you really worried about me?

"Of course! Some things are better left unsaid. How do you know I didn't come because I was worried about you? What if you died halfway through?"
And I'm also curious to see how you'll break free from the curse here. I'm practically going crazy with curiosity, so I'll have to follow you and record it tonight."

Shamir's attitude was very sincere. After listening, Ria neither agreed nor refused, so Shamir took it as an agreement, since Ria seemed to be easy to talk to.

So he followed behind him, silently observing what Ria wanted to do.

After walking for a while, Ria spoke up: "Guess what I'm thinking right now?"

Shamir remained silent for a short while, then shook his head: "No one can guess what you're thinking."

Ria smiled, but her voice grew increasingly eerie: "I'm looking forward to that thing that even Delos finds troublesome coming to me, just like you came to me from afar."

Shamir finally couldn't help but speak up: "Since you knew, why didn't you expose me sooner? Did you just watch me act all this time? How did you find out my true identity when I had hidden it perfectly?"

"Absolutely perfect..."

Ria initially only had suspicions, but who knew she could get away with it so easily? It just goes to show that mythical creatures are too simple-minded and completely lack the cunning of humans.

As deities once worshipped by the masses, believers would unconditionally love and fawn over them, and many deities thus became blindly confident, or in other words, spoiled.

"I really think I've hidden myself very well."

Shamir continued to mutter quietly, but soon, Ria made a "shush" gesture. Immediately, Shamir shut up and stood there without saying a word, like a child who had been truly frightened.

The crimson moon overhead was almost blood-red, and activity was gradually appearing on the coast.

A line of people... like waves, moved from the sea to the shore.

They stood on the shore, almost touching the sea, wearing pointed hats and cloaks, their arms crossed in an "X" shape, all staring intently in the direction of Ria and Shamir.

Do you think there really is some kind of supernatural world existing by the sea?

Even extraordinary beings need some kind of medium to make someone disappear; how could something truly make someone vanish for no reason...?

But now, the undead have appeared.

The group of pointed-hat men were completely transparent underneath, like ghosts emerging from the abyss. Then, like a wall, they marched in unison toward Lia and his group.

Ria turned her head to look behind her, and there was a group of identical people who had appeared behind her at some point. Her tentacles could not touch them, and she could not attack them by any means. No matter where she ran, they would follow her like a shadow.

Moreover, Ria saw a small figure among them, whose familiar face had turned pale and lifeless. That person was Qi Sha.

The people in pointed hats were now closing in on them, and Ria asked Shamir, "Do you know how this works?"

Shamir gritted his teeth, staring intently at the pointed-hat men: "They are not on the same latitude as us. Now they can influence us, but we cannot reach them."

Just like when you and I first met...

Putting all that aside, all I know is that if we don't run now, we'll soon be pulled into another dimension. You probably haven't learned how to escape from another dimension, right?

(End of this chapter)