They all call me an Outer God.

What does it mean to do this for my other half?

Ivan slowly stood up, ignoring the misalignment of his bones and the tearing of his meridians.

"That was originally mine, my brain. It was separated from me, so what's wrong with taking it back?"

“We are beings of the angelic level, yet He foolishly went to Cranbea to assist the king. This is absurd in itself—is staying among a group of humans so satisfying for Him?”

Ivand covered his head, suddenly realizing that it was completely empty inside.

He then laughed: "That's right, that's right. If you want to fight against the radiant sun, why not be more direct?"

There was a church building at the three o'clock position. Ivand stretched out his hand in that direction, and a huge black sphere appeared at the location of the church, completely enveloping it. People stared in horror as the sky instantly turned pitch black. Then, they screamed and scratched their skin, drawing bloody marks, crying and shouting for help from the rising sun.

Xu Ri naturally ignored them.

In an instant, those people and the church building disappeared together.

An extremely large semi-circular gap also appeared on the ground.

“As long as all believers disappear, even the radiant sun cannot cause any waves. His plans depend entirely on His beloved believers.”

Pan's expression was strange: "Are you crazy? If all His followers were wiped out, how many countries would perish?"

"Who cares? It would be better for you and me if all those fools disappeared. What's wrong, Pan? Are you finally starting to feel sorry for humans? Or are you just reluctant to part with the 'livestock' you're raising on your own territory?"

"That shouldn't be the case. You're in charge of reproduction. Even if there's only one person left, you have a way to make that person the mother and then reproduce indefinitely. So why are you so emotionally volatile?"

"Delaying time? If I delay any longer, my body will have fully recovered."

Ivan moved his arms slightly, and although every movement caused him unparalleled pain, he seemed not to care at all, and there was no pain on his face.

He found it very strange that Pan did not seem to have any intention of attacking him. If the ram was not waiting for its offspring to arrive, there could only be one other reason.

He is hiding something.

There must be something behind Pan.

Why not test the waters first?

Thinking this, Ivand attacked Pan without hesitation. The devastating aftershock grazed Pan's side, paused briefly before disappearing as it struck the distant town, as if blocked by some barrier.

A huge golden phantom seemed to appear in the sky and glance in their direction. The glance was so brief that a normal person would not have noticed it at all, but Ivand still keenly observed it.

He was taken aback at first, then he understood what was going on.

There was no town there before.

The gaze I just received originated from the divine spark, where the divine spark had expanded its divine domain.

When Ivand was with Ria, he also had memories of this period. He knew that Ria had chosen to self-destruct to thwart the plot of the Radiant Sun, and that this self-destruction was too thorough, so Ria's body would not be able to recover so easily.

Therefore, his true consciousness now resides behind that giant eye in the sky. As for what he intends to do with his divine domain, Ivand guesses it might be for the next stage of meme evolution—

In the realm of the gods, there are structures built with divine power, where inorganic and organic matter exist, and even a non-existent history and culture have emerged.

“You always have your own ideas, which makes your mentor very happy.” Ivand smiled and then turned to walk in another direction.

This puzzled Pan greatly: "You're not planning to intervene?"

Why should I intervene?

Ivan retorted, "Do you want me to ruin the performance of my best student? Neither I would ever make that choice."

“Kelcha is special to me. Every decision he makes has its own reasons, and I don’t want to interfere with any of his paths.”

"On the contrary, my students have gone to great lengths to deploy the Divine Realm to perform meme transformations. Anyone who ruins all of this is tantamount to declaring war on me. Since you like to watch from here, then continue to watch. But don't let me find out that you have any intention of interfering, otherwise... hehehehe."

"What are you going to do now?" Pan blocked Ivan's way. Ivan stretched out his hand, conjured a cigarette, lit it automatically, and took a deep drag.

"Can't you tell? I need to get my brain back."

The man slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, gazing at the sky, seemingly lost in thought.

After a moment, he suddenly said, "But now it seems that Kercha is feeling a bit lost, and I need to give him another hand."

Before Pan could react, Ivand himself transformed into a thick black mist, an ominous cloud that quickly vanished without a trace.

……

At the end of nothingness, in a space where even darkness does not exist, Ria remained quietly.

He was in a rather strange state; consciousness shouldn't have a shape, but Ria was shaping it on her own and creating a room around it.

In the center of the room, there was a round table with a black and white chessboard on it, and the stone chess pieces were placed randomly on it.

The six pieces—King, Queen, Rook, Bishop, Knight, Pawn—each represent a different faction.

Initially, there was nothing here, but soon Ria felt bored. He began to think about how his next stage of meme should be performed, and what he could do with his consciousness that didn't even have a body.

But he underestimated his own abilities. The facts told him that he could influence reality with his consciousness, it was just a matter of a thought.

So, in order to relieve his boredom and to prepare for the next stage of the story, Ria created a chessboard for himself.

He named the chessboard Cardanon, and the goal of meme 2's interpretation became obvious.

[Tactician]

He can manipulate the battle without ever having to show his face, just like a king who is always hidden behind the scenes, mysterious and fearsome.

"At the very beginning of the game, our forces should be based on the existence of a merchant in the master meme, who must be powerful, in accordance with the requirements of compound deduction."

“Then I’ll transfer all my abilities to him. Now, this man is an arms dealer. If the people in the vicinity want to start a war, they will have to buy weapons from this stronghold… Hmm, maybe chess is too simple. I should study some more complex games.”

Ria reached out and saw several golden eyeballs appear in her hand. Soon, the shape and material of those eyeballs changed.

They turned into metal multifaceted dice.

(End of this chapter)