They all call me an Outer God.

He laid bare all his defenses against the mythical creature, revealing all his weaknesses to it without reservation.

“If you feel angry, then attack me, dismember my limbs, crush my heart, or even kill me. It doesn’t matter as long as it makes you feel better. You can do whatever you want to me.”

"Just like I usually do to you, twist my neck, break my limbs, slice my flesh into pieces until it's a bloody mess—"

Since Ria won't die easily and can regenerate infinitely, if that makes mythical creatures happier, then it's not a big deal.

Just consider it a toy for a child; if it breaks, just buy another one.

Ria spoke quite casually, as if the things she mentioned had nothing to do with her. And just as she finished speaking, a sigh came from the depths of the void and mist. The sound was so ethereal that it was impossible to discern its location or exact distance.

It seemed to echo in my ears, or perhaps, this sigh came from beyond the heavens.

Numerous tentacles emerged from the ground, dark and chaotic.

The moment they appeared, they stabbed at Ria without hesitation, piercing through his heart and the ground. Ria was then pinned to the ground, while the remaining tentacles slowly surged up.

They surrounded Ria, even climbing on his body. Ria's neck was almost suffocated by the tentacles, but just as his bones were about to break, they stopped all movement and instead began to tremble while still wrapped around Ria, oozing highly corrosive acid from their surface, as if they were crying while hugging their most beloved toy.

Ria also reached out and gathered them back. He closed his eyes and buried his face in the tentacles, as if tears were sliding down his cheeks and then evaporating and disappearing in an instant. The process from appearance to disappearance was like an illusion.

The youth's body was corroded by the strong acid seeping from the tentacles, but he seemed to feel no pain, letting his flesh turn into bones and the tentacles burrow into the gaps between his bones, swallowing everything up.

“Swarth…”

Lia sighed.

"You're all I have left, really, you're all I have left."

…………

The next morning, Ria woke up with a start.

He sat up in bed, panting heavily, feeling as if he must have had a nightmare, and his head still ached groggily after waking up.

Beside her was little Swarth, who had been awakened by Ria's actions. Its body was already round, and when Ria lifted the blanket, it rolled directly toward the edge of the bed.

Just as it was about to fall, Ria grabbed its wing and then lifted the little Swarth up to her.

“Gurgle—”

It blinked its golden eyes, made a cooing sound, and looked harmless, as if it had absolutely no connection with the thing that appeared in the dream.

Even though Ria stared at it for a long time, it didn't show any unusual behavior. It just tilted its head, tried to rotate its head 359 degrees and then turn it back, and then squinted its eyes.

"Goo!"

Ria casually put it aside, then found paper and a pen, and before her memory had faded completely, she wrote down the contents of the sixth book of Revelation.

He folded the paper neatly and put it away. Then he went into the dressing room to tidy himself up. After leaving the dressing room, he put on his coat and carried his top hat in his hand.

"How did my hair get so long?" Lia thought for a moment, then gave up on wearing the top hat and instead tied her hair up in a low bun.

Little Swarth flew to his host's shoulder with a gold-rimmed monocle in his mouth, securing it in place. Once Ria picked up her cane, they could head out.

"Good boy."

The clone outside the door has been losing money all night; the investment returns will be clear right now.

In the depths of her being, Ria had already sensed that she had gained many followers, and that as they picked up the money that had fallen from the sky, they were destined to become victims of supernatural corruption.

This is how he spreads his faith; once money is involved, almost no one can escape the temptation.

The clone on the rooftop had already turned into gray mist and dissipated. Ria left the hotel just like that. Schwarz squatted on his shoulder. The extraordinary pollution could completely block the perception of passers-by, making them ignore it.

Next, Ria can go find the Famine Knight's clone and seriously discuss life.

With the help of the believers, finding those people was a piece of cake. However, even though Lia thought it would be easy, she didn't expect that a fool would come knocking on her door so soon after she left.

Someone followed behind him, seemingly convinced that Ria was a wealthy man. He had a piece of cloth soaked in a drug hidden in his hand and a fruit knife in his pocket. Clearly, this man intended to do something big.

Ria expressed her great admiration for such a brave man.

He deliberately went to a secluded alley to wait for the other party to come, but he did not expect that there were other accomplices lying in wait in the alley.

"Superhuman, you are now surrounded."

The man outside the alley walked in with a sinister grin, greedily enjoying the bewildered look on his prey's face. He had long since realized that Ria was an extraordinary being; ordinary people wouldn't possess such a cold-blooded, inhuman temperament.

But so what? They are all wild superhumans. With so many superhumans dealing with one person, it's a piece of cake.

In order to deal with superhumans, they even considered that the other party might be overconfident and deliberately walk into an alley to lure them in. It can be said that this group of people have mastered psychology.

"Kid, hand over all your valuables and meme cards, or we can't guarantee you'll see the sun rise tomorrow."

Ria was surprised: "Something valuable?"

What valuable things could he possibly have? Since becoming a black marketeer, it's already a miracle he hasn't gone out to rob people.

"I'm so sorry everyone, I don't usually carry those things in my pocket, but I think I might still be able to find some..."

As she spoke, Lia silently produced a knife and plunged it into her chest. The men were stunned for a moment, then watched helplessly as their prey slashed a huge wound across her chest, clothes and all, and then began to pry open the wound with their hands.

"How are your kidneys? The market price for kidneys seems to have gone up a bit recently. And your heart seems to be doing well too... But my heart has lost its ability to supply blood, so my advice is still to choose your eyes."

Ria stuffed the internal organs, which were covered with eyes, back into her body. Then she reached out and touched her eye socket, gouging out the eyeball of the eye that wasn't wearing glasses in front of everyone. Then she casually tore off the nerves and blood vessels behind it.

"So, can I sell this? If so, I have a lot more."

(End of this chapter)