They all call me an Outer God.

"They will regard all treasures as their own private property, and their unique possessiveness surpasses that of most living beings."

"To make myself more determined to stop the natural disaster, I tried to emulate the dragon's character and regard humanity as my own private property. In this way, a new anchor was born, and I had the perfect motivation to stop the calamity from reviving and fight against it."

"..." Hastur hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Why do you have to do this?"

"There's nothing I can do, Your Majesty. Sacrifices and costs are inevitable, and even if I could control trade, I couldn't avoid them."

Lia smiled broadly, but her eyes remained terrifyingly indifferent, as cold as a stagnant pool.

"There needs to be a reason to live, and there needs to be a reason to act. Without this reason to support us, what is the difference between a person and a walking corpse?"

"Once I lose all support, I might really become an idiot."

"So for my own sake, I want everyone to live. The Ark can only carry so many people. If reality becomes unsuitable for them to live in, and the ever-expanding supernatural war will also drag them into it, then I will drag them into the dream world—"

The young man paused for a moment, then uttered his last words.

"Weaving Eden".

Hastur stared at Ria for a moment, then sighed.

"You've really gone a bit crazy."

The person in front of me is no longer in a normal state of mind. Hastur once had followers among humans, and he knows what a normal person's mental state should be like.

At the very least, it won't drag all of humanity into this gamble.

Indeed, what Ria said seemed to imply that he was kind-hearted and wanted to save all of humanity in the face of natural disasters, but only by understanding the situation more deeply can one realize just how twisted his thinking really is.

Eden—once a paradise, a place without strife, without sorrow, without pain, and even without death.

Humanity began there.

In one creation myth, Adam and Eve were tempted by the serpent to eat the forbidden fruit, thus creating humankind.

Ria's ambition was considerable; he wanted to rebuild Eden and bring everyone back to their so-called homeland.

In other words, he wants to drag all of humanity into the game, make them his bargaining chips, and tie them to himself, turning them into grasshoppers on the same rope.

"That's a brilliant move." Hastur couldn't resist offering Ria another toast, and Ria, holding her wine glass, replied, "You flatter me."

Their words left everyone present bewildered. After a long silence, Haddock weakly said, "Is this something I should listen to? Should I leave..."

“There’s no need for that. Once you leave this hall, you won’t even be able to bring this up.”

Ria's words were entirely sincere and without any falsehood, yet they inexplicably sent a chill down Haddock's spine.

The young man stroked the mythical creature that had jumped onto the table, then suddenly stood up. The mythical creature transformed into a swarm of tentacles that burrowed into his flesh. The writhing tentacles thrashed about beneath his flesh, looking particularly ferocious. Soon, they all disappeared.

Ria's skin recovered so quickly that it still looks perfectly fine.

He walked gently to Qisha's side and reached out to pat the child's head: "Don't be afraid, it will be over soon."

Qi Sha looked up and suddenly said, "You are a pitiful person."

"Maybe so."

After saying this, Ria planned to leave. He had already persuaded the Yellow King to leave Aldebaran and go to the Sea of ​​Bathurs. Hastur, after drinking the wine in his cup, crushed the cup to pieces.

"War is about to begin, and I am very excited."

"Lord Kercha, to show the sincerity of our alliance, all the Iss here will join the battle—to eradicate the filth in the sea."

As he spoke, his body suddenly became ethereal, and everyone present vanished in a gust of wind. When they came to their senses, they had already arrived at the top floor of the palace.

Several Byaki were lying there, but Hastur ignored them and leaned against the stone windowsill, where he spread his arms and uttered obscure words.

That was likely a call that could reach the minds of all the people. In any case, when the people of Is heard such a voice, they flocked to the palace, gazing up at their king. "Gentlemen," the king said, "would you be interested in leaving Aldebaran with me to see the outside world?"

"We swear to follow our lord to the death!!!"

The Iss did not hesitate for a moment; in their eyes, the monarch's words were absolute and beyond question.

"Then..."

Hastur turned around and glanced at Ria.

A glint of gold flashed in Ria's pupils.

"Let's start the war."

War is inevitable; war is bound to come.

It is not that apocalypse creates disaster, but rather that disaster shapes apocalypse.

Now, Ria has gained control over the plague, and the consciousness of war has been consumed by him.

If the War Knight dares to appear in this battle, he will almost certainly be defeated.

"it is good."

Let the war begin! ! !
"Start the war!!!"

"Start the war!!!"

Numerous Iss people shouted, their voices sharp and piercing, pure supernatural beings. They left their original bodies, tore through space and time, and headed toward the coordinates sent to their minds by the monarch.

The coordinates, of course, were provided by Ria.

Now is the time to experience the power of the ocean.

Ria took a step back, letting herself blend into the shadows, while the Tindaros Hound tore open a portal to spacetime, allowing them to move freely.

Providing coordinates to introduce alien creatures into our world seems like a heinous crime, but we can't worry about that now.

Because the inhabitants beneath the ocean have long been brandishing their claws, ready to pounce.

……

In the dead of night, a huge and strange fish struggled to move towards the land, its fins rapidly evolving. The mucus on its body surface disappeared, its skin hardened and dried, and its gills, a symbol of fish, vanished at an alarming rate.

In a very short time, it transformed from aquatic to amphibious, and then back to terrestrial. However, this exciting evolution was not yet complete; the next second—

"Crack!"

It's dead.

A tentacle pierced through it, and then wrapped around it, stuffing it into its bird-like teeth.

Delos chewed on the creature in his mouth, staring at the abnormally large red moon and the sea that was red to the point of purple. Wave after wave washed the muddy seaweed ashore, and hidden in the seaweed were countless disgusting and nauseating supernatural creatures.

Yes, he eventually came here because he was really worried about Ria.

And as he expected, not only Qisha, but now even Liya is missing.

"This is terrible! I finally managed to recruit a new superhuman subordinate. Do you know how hard it is to find a high-level superhuman with any sense of reason these days..."

"Damn ocean garbage."

With that, Delos decided to go straight into the sea to see if anyone was still there.

(End of this chapter)