They all call me an Outer God.

Lia shook her head, and her body quickly turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared.

Then, the giant dragon outside the window stretched out its wings that blotted out the sky, and with a loud "whoosh," it soared into the air, stirring up a whirlwind that swept across the ground, with countless gold and silver pieces moving with the wind.

"Clatter, crash, crash -"

They collided violently in mid-air, weaving a symphony without any rhythm. Precious metals and silicon compounds shimmered with dazzling light, intertwining in the air to form a magnificent picture. Wealth seemed to be completely materialized at this moment, transforming into countless stars flying in the sky.

Extremely hot, pale flames rose from the dragon's mouth and crashed into the sky with a "boom." Logically, the flames should have dissipated on their own after rising to a certain height, but they seemed to hit some barrier halfway through and exploded on their own, instantly revealing a semi-circular shape.

"This place is indeed sealed off."

Ria, who was perched atop Swarth's head, slowly straightened up and used her tentacles to transform into scythes.

"Wow—"

Ria swung her scythe fiercely, the sharp blade and dragon flames attacking the same spot together. However, the barrier seemed to be more solid than she had imagined, and after a series of attacks, it remained unmoved.

The longer he stays inside the barrier, the more his own strength is restricted.

"The key point is not on the barrier, but most likely somewhere on the ground. The tentacles just destroyed that area, yet the ritual was still able to proceed as planned, which is quite strange."

"Could the node be outside the barrier?"

In a short time, Ria had already prepared for the worst, and just as he and Swarth launched their attack, Perlmand stood with his hands behind his back in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching everything.

He clapped his hands with admiration, offering heartfelt praise: "The prey that is struggling to its death always looks so pleasing to the eye, just like a bird trapped in a cage, flapping its wings and making a futile struggle."

“Sophia, do you see that?” He clutched his chest. “I know you’re still alive. You and I are bound by fate. Unless I die, you can’t be killed by normal means. But within my domain, unless the domain is broken, no one can kill me.”

"Sophia, once I become an angel, you will no longer have a reason to exist. Make the most of your last moments to witness a scene that most people will never see in their entire lives!"

"Stay tuned—for the Holy Descent!"

"dock!!!!!!!"

The trumpets of heaven were sounded, as if time had been frozen, and everything was put on pause.

A sky filled with a chaotic yet dazzling array of gold and silver jewels, a wildly swirling wind, eerie white flames, a massive, jet-black dragon, and a young man standing atop the dragon, wielding a scythe…

At this moment, they were all frozen in time, the magnificent and solemn sound of the bugle echoing in the minds of every living being.

Ria wanted to do something, but his current situation was very strange. He couldn't move, but he could still think and clearly feel how the inexplicable horn was slowly eroding his spirit.

The sound of the horn made Ria feel like a woodlice exposed to the bright light, with everything laid bare.

He can sense that something is about to come.

Something is rapidly approaching this place.

That kind of thing is beyond my current ability to handle.

An indescribable stench began to fill the air, and the gold was instantly crushed into powder and turned into liquid, surging towards the sky like rain being swept back.

[I'm so hungry...] [This isn't enough, there's not nearly enough food.]

I'm so hungry!!!

We need wealth, we need more gold!

Who cares if you live or die? Your existence is merely as tools for us to make money.

Go to work! Go to work!

Everyone should work 24 hours a day!

As the gold fragments slid past her, Ria clearly heard the sounds hidden within them.

Every single gold nugget was made from the blood of the workers, but now it has been stripped away to create two figures that caused Ria to bleed from all seven orifices even in their very first appearance.

Lia knew perfectly well that she wouldn't bleed, so what flowed out could only be that extremely strange liquid gold.

An angel descended.

A meme angel, also a black marketeer, is a mythical creature whose class has long been completely separated from ordinary extraordinary beings.

Ria saw the head, countless human heads gathered together, pale faces with black eyes and mouths, their jaws dislocated, pale, wriggling tongues protruding from them and extending outwards to serve as skeletons, with gold notes hanging above as wings.

He descended with flapping wings, but in reality, it was merely the result of the violent writhing of a bunch of connected long tongues.

The other angel looked exactly like an ordinary baby. As soon as the baby appeared, it couldn't wait to fall to the ground. Then countless vines rose up from the ground and produced a group of "living people". The moment they opened their eyes, they grabbed the wealth on the ground and stuffed it into the roots of the vines.

Time was pressed again. Ria wiped her face and saw a golden object. Intense malice and a sense of being watched came from all directions. Ria knew without a doubt that she had become the prey of the two angels.

"What a shame, would becoming an angel turn me into this horrible mess?"

Lia swung his scythe and swiftly severed a pale white tongue that was thrusting towards him. The severed tongue fell into the air and then suddenly split open, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth that was about to bite him.

At the critical moment, a tentacle suddenly shot out from Schwarz's scales and swallowed it whole, while Schwarz flapped its wings to try to avoid the attacks of the long tongues and vines.

Ria grabbed Swarth's horn to steady himself. He felt he must be crazy, otherwise why would he be comparing Swarth and them to see who was more beautiful at a time like this?

The answer is undoubtedly Schwarz. It may have been terrifying and disgusting to Ria, but it was never ugly.

"Hooooo!!!"

As if sensing that Ria was praising him in his heart, Swarth let out an excited hiss, turned around and swept through the gap between the long tongue and vines at a very extreme angle, then turned back and opened his mouth wide to spew out an extremely hot dragon breath from his throat.

The dragon's breath clung to the surface of those things, immediately causing them to let out sharp hisses.

In Ria's mind, the so-called angels of Meme One were nothing more than supernatural beings who had lost their humanity to a higher level. They might be able to communicate when they transformed into human form, but their mythological creature forms had no value for communication at all.

The angels of today have come for the ascension ceremony, their purpose being to collect offerings and witness Perlmand's ascension or death alongside the radiant rising sun.

(End of this chapter)