They all call me an Outer God.

The radiant rising sun gazed upon this place.

Those centipede-like blood-red threads are proof; clearly, He is eager to destroy all seals and revive all the former rulers.

Hastur's gaze sharpened behind the mask, and he abandoned his pretentious manner of speaking politely: "You are a hopeless madman. Sooner or later, the mythical creatures you have revived will all turn their spears against you. Even so, don't you care?"

The threads, of course, did not speak and showed no intention of communicating. They continued to surge toward the seal as they pleased, clearly believing that now was the perfect opportunity to break the seal, and that once this opportunity was missed, it would be difficult to find the city of R'lyeh again.

"Since you insist on this, then I can only offend... Although I have a grudge against my blood relatives, it is not something you can get involved in to destroy all of this."

As he spoke, the aura of the Yellow-Clad Lord changed drastically. He summoned a long halberd and swung it fiercely at the silk threads.

To be precise, the Lord in Yellow, as an Old One, is no match for an Outer God like the Radiant Sun.

However, the Radiant Sun has not yet been revived, and the silk threads that have come are merely extensions of its consciousness. Hastur believes that he may not be unable to fight it.

Why can't we join forces? Are you perhaps going to condone humanity's sins?

Our departed friends have been asleep for too long, and life has been too long for us. Sleep is also too. Once they fall asleep, time becomes slow and boring for us who are still awake, and it has no value or meaning.

We are clearly the masters, so why do we care about the lives of those weak ants, instead of awakening our old friends...?

Hastur, you're a smart guy. You should understand that only by waking everyone up can we experience the true joy of life.

We can play one more match together.

"Shut up, you disgusting beast! Don't think I don't know what you're up to. From the day you colluded with Geheros, you became the common enemy of all dimensions."

It seems the negotiations have failed.

The consciousness of the Radiant Sun seemed quite regretful. It was at this moment that the threads rushed towards Hastur like madmen. Hastur cut them off one by one, but many threads still pierced through His body.

[You know, the consciousness of a god is much more pragmatic than you are, and he speaks much more politely than you. If it weren't for his self-destruction this time, it would have taken me a lot more effort to find this place.]

[Given his loyalty, I will make good use of his divine spark after that consciousness dies completely, and let everyone taste what it means to wish they were dead.]

"You really dare to do this, without fear of the retribution of the Chaos-riding One?"

[Given His personality, what we've done is child's play compared to true chaos. Why would He care about such things? Do you really think He would break ties with me for the sake of a single consciousness?]

Hastur felt that the Radiant Sun was too arrogant, completely unaware of the consequences of his words today.

"In the end, all I want is for my blood relatives to sleep peacefully, undisturbed in their dreams, yet you want to stop even that."

The crime is unforgivable.

Hastur was completely enraged and recklessly revealed the form of a mythical creature, its enormous body spreading out and directly tearing apart the consciousness extension of the Radiant Sun.

However, the number of those lines is increasing. Hastur can block them, but some always slip through the net.

Finally, the first thread touched the surface of the seal, then the second, and the third.

The seal trembled like never before, and the amplitude of the shaking of the threads was enough to prove Guangyao Xuri's smug mood at this moment.

Come and witness everything, come and destroy everything.

Wake up...

Just as the seal's effectiveness was rapidly weakening, the movements of the threads suddenly stiffened.

The original scarlet threads were replaced by gray-black ones, and Guangyao Xiri was momentarily unaware of what had happened.

A few seconds later, He suddenly realized.

This is a curse. A curse from a curse caster... But what curse caster has the right to curse themselves?

Soon, the Radiant Sun thought of Ria, who had already self-destructed.

Could it be—

"That's a good idea."

Hastur praised, "That kid ultimately paid the price of a self-destruction and endless suffering to get the chance to curse you. He always finds a way to maximize his own interests."

Hastur admired Ria: "Do you know what he's cursing you about this time? He wants the sun to stay in the sky and be an empty shell providing light to the planets, instead of stretching its reach out too far."

Therefore, the curse that Ria placed on God was that he cursed the consciousness of the radiant sun to disappear.

No, this can't possibly succeed. I'm a meme-zero being; he couldn't possibly curse me!

“You think too highly of yourself. That child brought the consciousness carrier of the Key to the Door here for this opportunity. Now, you are under His sight…”

"Hooooo!!!"

A gray-black mist, shimmering with countless golden specks, slowly appeared in R'lyeh. Soon, the mist coalesced and became a gigantic mythical black dragon.

Schwarz was furious about everything. It remembered that Ria said she would come back to find it soon, but then she exploded.

Its enormous size and the fact that it could self-destruct so easily must be related to the Radiant Sun.

Damn the glorious sunrise!!!

The black dragon roared, its long tail lashing out. With this action, the threads of consciousness of the Radiant Sun were relentlessly corroded and fell off, forcing it to sever its consciousness in advance to avoid greater consequences.

Guangyao Xuri realized that these people had come prepared. Without being awake, he couldn't gain any advantage over them with just his consciousness, especially since the door was also watching him.

Leaving is the best option. Anyway, when I truly wake up, those who don't want to wake up will all wake up, and I don't need to worry about them sleeping forever.

Arrogant creatures, don't be too happy yet.

Those consciousnesses that shone like the rising sun retreated rapidly, but at a certain point in time, their consciousness lines suddenly broke.

In the final scene, He saw Ria.

The man leaned against the wall, leisurely examining a playing card in his hand, on the back of which was a skull and crossbones symbol.

The Cursed Master

As if sensing that someone was spying on her, Ria slowly raised her eyes and looked in a certain direction, meeting the gaze of the radiant sun's consciousness.

His eyes turned completely golden, and the next second, the young man narrowed his eyes and smiled, his entire being vanishing into nothingness, replaced by an incomparably large and boundless golden eye.

This eye is both the divine essence and the vessel, as well as the deity.

At this moment, the divine gaze seemed to be questioning the radiant rising sun—

You wouldn't mind if I owned your power, would you?

【Great Ruler】

Can you grant me your authority?

(End of this chapter)