They all call me an Outer God.

"Without an audience, it would seem that my experiences along the way couldn't satisfy Chaofan's incredibly picky tastes, which would prevent me from performing Meme One."

"You're already thinking about how to advance to meme number one?"

"Otherwise what? I don't have much time, and my schedule is very full."

Ria felt a headache coming on when she thought about it: "I really envy you. I wish someone would take over my job so I could stay in the casino and play every day."

Sofia: "If I really let you do that, you probably wouldn't be happy."

"One yard owned by a yard."

Ria stared at the constantly fluctuating amount of funds, feeling increasingly pleased. After a long while, he looked at Sofia and said, "The amount has exceeded the limit. Why can't we leave?"

Only one person can leave through this door.

Sofia propped her head up with one hand, rested her elbow on the table, and tapped her fingers erratically on the cold surface with the other hand: "You should understand what I mean, kill me, or be killed by me."

"However, my advice is to kill me, because I cannot defeat Perlmand myself. If you can kill him, then my death will be worthwhile."

"You have so little self-confidence?"

“This is not a lack of confidence, it is a statement of facts. You may not know how terrible Perlmand is... In the Guardians of Secrets, there is a plague doctor named James Johnson, known as the Plague Doctor’s Claw, a very authoritative and well-known figure among the Guardians of Secrets.”

Back then, his mere presence was accompanied by bloodshed; crows cawing under a blood-red sky, inspiring terror in all who heard his name.

Lia recalled James's previous entrances; his entrances were indeed impressive, but his physique was also undeniably round.

Judging from the images in his memory, James did not look like he does now. So what caused him to transform from a tall, strong doctor into the bloated, fat man he is today?

Ria raised her question, and Sofia scoffed: "It was Perlmand who did it. He cursed his plague doctor, ruining his appearance, physique, and even three-quarters of his strength, and the way to break it was so simple it was stupid."

"Can you imagine? The only way to break the curse of the plague doctor is a kiss of true love!"

I laugh myself to death every time I think about this.

Hahahaha, a kiss of true love! Who would dare to take off the plague doctor's mask and kiss him? It sounds romantic and crazy, but the fact that no one can do it is another matter entirely.

I heard you're Dr. James's current patient. Could you tell me, in your understanding, whether this curse can be broken?

"no way."

Riyad made a decisive move.

It's one thing if nobody loves James, but even if someone did, given his habit of not washing his mask, the fermenting stench behind it would probably kill the person the moment he took it off.

It must be said that Perlmand's curse was carried out far too successfully.

However, Ria was still quite surprised that three-quarters of James's strength was sealed. Since he joined the Guardians of the Secrets, James's performance has not been weak, even among the Plague Doctors. But considering that his strength was sealed, the true abilities of this Plague Doctor became intriguing.

Each of the plague doctors possesses power no less than that of a meme; they are not human, but rather incarnations of the angels of life.

“Being able to curse James, Perlmand is indeed a troublesome case. Thanks for the intelligence.”

As he spoke, he looked at Sofia. The next second, countless tentacles instantly appeared from the shadows and surrounded Sofia, transforming into sharp blades with a hardness comparable to diamonds that pierced through her.

With a few sharp rips, Sofia's body was torn apart by the moving blades. Ria had no intention of showing mercy. Since killing was the only way to leave, he did so without hesitation.

But the moment the flesh and blood hit the ground, it was immediately bitten and chewed up by the ground. The room was devouring Sofia. The Permander ritual had probably already begun. He could see what was happening here, so he had no intention of letting Sofia's scheme succeed.

The dark tentacles around Ria throbbed as he stared at the ground, still chewing. "You like to eat, don't you?"

"It's a good habit to enjoy eating; you should keep it up."

"boom!!!"

As he said this, the size of those tentacles suddenly increased countless times, instantly filling every corner of the room. Taking this opportunity, Ria transformed into tentacles, stuffed Kraden into her body, and merged them into the tentacles, frantically surging towards the gap in the floor.

He wasn't worried that the other creature would eat people, but he wasn't sure how much it ate.

"Gurgle gurgle... gurgle..."

Countless tentacles, seemingly inexhaustible, relentlessly pushed into the cracks in the ground. Midway through, the ground seemed to sense the threat and desperately tried to close the cracks, but the tentacles gave it no chance, instead widening them further.

Finally, the ground completely collapsed.

The surging, pitch-black tentacles pierced through the floor, forcefully finding and obliterating the remains of Sofia that had been swallowed up.

The reality at the same time.

At the very top of the realm, Sofia—or rather, Perlmand—stood before a floor-to-ceiling window seventy stories above the ground, overlooking a scene filled with gold and jewels. He held a crystal goblet of fine red wine in his hand before his eyes, gazing dreamily at the sky tinged crimson by the wine.

A bright red moon was hanging high above it at that moment.

"So beautiful, but it's a pity that what I'm looking for isn't your gaze... The night will eventually pass, and what we need to do now is to welcome the dawn."

"Respect to the Dawn".

Perlmand downed the drink in his glass in one gulp, and just then, he heard the sound of a door being pushed open behind him.

"Squeak-"

The door opened.

Triston stood at the door and bowed respectfully: "Sir, those troublemakers have been dealt with."

Has the pollution in Fengrang been cleaned up?

"Superhumans have been mobilized, but the problem has not been completely eradicated yet. In addition, a large number of lunar worms have appeared outside, and the pollution of the Red Moon seems to be particularly severe today."

“None of that matters, Triston.”

Perlmand beckoned to Triston: "Do you know what's most important today?"

"I would like to hear more details, sir."

"Of course, it's my angelic ascension ceremony. I have already consumed the flesh and blood of angels, and soon two angels will descend here to guide me, allowing me to glimpse my Lord's Kingdom!"

Perlmand's face flushed, and he seemed quite excited. He circled Triston as if he were dancing a jazz dance, and in the next instant, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the man in front of him by the neck.

"Are you still pretending with me? I never intended for Tristan to return with his consciousness intact when I let him out—"

"Heh heh heh, you guys really are persistent, Hephaestus."

(End of this chapter)