They all call me an Outer God.

There was nothing beneath the sea; the underwater city that Ria had described simply did not exist. Continuing downwards along this sea area were bottomless trenches, and below the trenches lay magma.

When Delos dived into the sea, he saw the schools of fish with scarlet eyes. The red moon was about to fall, and all creatures would riot, pollution would spread, and the frequency of appearances of extraordinary creatures would increase significantly.

On the island, everyone gazed at the full moon in the sky and continued their nighttime activities, as if everything that happened on the beach had nothing to do with the island's native inhabitants.

With bonfires and a red moon, dancing and fine wine, people were immersed in their own blissful laughter.

And at this very moment, disaster struck.

Suddenly, as if cleaved by a scythe, an incomparably enormous crack appeared in the sky, and then countless strange creatures poured out from it.

Hundreds of pitch-black tentacles supported the crack from above and below, and looking through it, it seemed as if countless golden eyes were hidden within.

Then, a young man in black stood on the tentacles and was lifted up by them. Behind him was a tall man in a yellow robe, a red-skinned girl, and a child who was not very old.

Ria looked around at the strange creatures floating in mid-air. They were semi-transparent, ten feet tall, and moved forward by the contraction and expansion of the adhesive layer on the bottom of their bodies.

These creatures have sensory organs at the ends of four long limbs at the top of a cone. Two of these limbs have large claws at their ends, and the individuals communicate by rubbing and colliding with each other using these claws.

The third fleshy limb has a funnel-shaped appendage attached to its end, while the fourth limb is connected to a sphere with three eyes and a diameter of about two feet.

As soon as they arrived, they rushed into the sea and then attached themselves to the surface of various extraordinary creatures.

That's right, those translucent creatures were the consciousness projections of the Iss. They cannot descend in physical form, but their consciousness can transcend space and time and be projected onto the body of any creature.

“Crimson Moon…”

Hastur looked up at the red moon for a moment, then looked at Ria, who looked down at a squid on the horizon.

"captain."

"you……"

Delos floated on the surface of the sea, staring incredulously at the extraordinary creatures possessed by the Iss in all directions.

"As agreed, I rescued the girl."

Ria gave a signature gentle smile, like a child waiting for praise, but the smile vanished the next second: "Then, as agreed, I will start a war."

"In this sea area, there exists an ancient deep-sea city where the ancient rulers slumber. We must strengthen the seal and annihilate all those ancient inhabitants of the seabed, leaving none behind."

There's absolutely nothing on the seabed!

Delos told Ria this with unusual certainty; his intuition told him that Ria was brewing an extremely insane plan, and he didn't even need his intuition—just looking at the creatures around them made it clear.

It's unknown what happened to Ria Kercha during the time he was missing, but in the end, he attracted creatures from another dimension.

"And what kind of monster is that beside you?"

Delos could fully sense the oppressive aura emanating from Hastur. His intuition told him that it was a terrifying creature that surpassed all others he had ever seen. This creature should not have appeared, but it had been lured here by Ria.

Ria provided the coordinates to the enemy, making him an undeniable traitor to all life in this world.

“I’ll tell you one last time, Kercha, there’s nothing on the seabed, and that won’t change. Yet you’ve lured the enemy here. Isn’t this already chaotic enough?”

"Captain, you seem disappointed."

Ria used her tentacles to return Qisha to her, then curled her lips into a smile: "Of course I know there is nothing on the seabed. Even if I suspect anyone, I would never suspect you. I'm afraid no one understands this ocean better than you."

"So what do you want to do with those people?"

"Of course, it's for... declaring war."

As he spoke, Ria slowly shifted his gaze to the island, as if he could see through it and see the joyful scene of people singing and dancing. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Seeing everyone so happy makes me content."

Before Delos could speak, the next second he saw Ria stretch out her hand towards the island, write something with her finger, and then suddenly clench it. "Click."

"Click——"

"BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

An exceptionally loud sound came from the direction of the island, as if a massive earthquake of magnitude 10 or higher had occurred, tearing the earth apart, with the island's volcano erupting lava directly, and seawater rushing back into the cracks in the island, eagerly swallowing everything.

As if it wasn't enough, countless tentacles weaved through it, tearing and destroying everything in sight.

Yellow sand flew everywhere, and mountains collapsed.

Birds and beasts cried out in despair, and people were filled with fear.

The island's inhabitants finally came into contact with the ocean, which they feared most, and Delos finally snapped in anger: "What are you doing?!"

“I’m doing what I’m supposed to do, dear captain.”

When he fought Delos before, it was obvious that he held back, but now, he was just indulging a little of his divine nature.

"Look, Captain Delos—"

The islanders who fell into the water disappeared the moment they touched the seawater, while countless rotting hands could be seen waving from the cracks in the island.

"This is the truth of the deep sea."

Islanders who fear the sea, an empty seabed, marine creatures crawling ashore, bizarre dreams, and slumbering old days.

All of this points to one thing.

The people on the island are the ones who should be living in the deep sea.

This island is the final resting place of countless ancient inhabitants; their remains formed the island itself. After all, even extraordinary beings, once reduced to extraordinary beings, still yearn for the days when they were human.

Destroying this island built of corpses will reveal the truth they have hidden.

The truth is——

"This is the entrance to the legendary abandoned ancient city of R'lyeh, a place that the followers of the past swore to protect to the death."

Hastur whispered, raising his hand to throw the stone statue wrapped in cloth into the sea. Instantly, surging waves separated the cloth from the algae-covered black stone, and the disintegrated skeletons seemed to come alive, rushing towards the statue in a frenzy.

The entire space was filled with their noisy singing.

"Cthulhu—Cthulhu—Cthulhu—"

"You will return, you will awaken."

"You drag the land into the deep sea and fall asleep with it as your pillow."

“You will haul your ships into the ocean; they will be your treasure chests.”

"The master of R'lyeh".

"The rulers of the past."

“My former lord.”

"Our former lord will awaken!"

(End of this chapter)