They all call me an Outer God.

"so what?"

Just as Emiragana was about to accept the business card, Salle smashed a muffin over his head.

“There are plenty of superhumans out there. What do you want from us? If you can’t answer, I don’t care if you’re a woman or not. I can kill you right here.”

"Oh, really?"

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two sides was becoming increasingly awkward, Emigana quickly stepped in to smooth things over, saying that now was definitely not the time to argue.

Leilana didn't say anything more and directly stated her purpose.

“I was able to find you because I sensed the same faith in you… that scent, like the aroma of gold being cut, I could never mistake.”

She smiled, her eyes crinkling into an unbelievably radiant grin: "You two have met the Lord of Trade, haven't you?"

"How did you smell that?"

Emigana was shocked, and then incredulously raised his arm and took a deep breath. The fishy smell filling his nostrils almost made him vomit.

"I can distinguish millions of different smells, including faith."

“I came here purely because of a message that our Lord Trade recently gave to believers—He entrusted us with a brand new prayer and asked believers with extraordinary abilities to do their utmost to redeem people in this disaster and bring them to safety.”

“For me, there is no place safer than Cranbea.”

"Are you serious?" Saler glanced at the passersby who were screaming their heads off, but Lelana straightened her back seriously.

"Without a doubt, this place will soon become extremely dangerous, and the evil creature is getting closer and closer to the lifeline of Enderus... But with us here, no one will be hurt."

How can you be so sure?

"Because this is my promise to my Lord."

The moment the barrier shattered, the ruler known as "Trade" conveyed all the messages to his followers.

Leilana also shared her thoughts with the others. She was looking for an excellent refuge, but she hadn't been sure where to choose until she met someone along the way.

Thinking of this, she turned around, and a white figure appeared behind her.

Upon seeing the white figure that completely concealed itself and its face, Leilana immediately stood up respectfully: "Lady Lilith!"

Lilith reached out, and a jet-black raven feather appeared in her hand.

“I have found an excellent place for you to take refuge. Now you can lead the people there. I believe the crows will not have any objections, since they are not here now.”

Upon hearing the word "crow," Leilana was immediately taken aback: "My lord, the place you chose wouldn't happen to be...?"

"Ah, yes, that's exactly what you think."

Lilith chuckled, her voice brimming with hidden pleasure: "The Guardian's headquarters. With this feather, you can move freely within it. But remember, don't touch anything you shouldn't. Even if you cause trouble and bring up my name, it might not be of any use."

"I understand, Lady Lilith."

Leilana solemnly accepted the feather, and then planned to discuss with Emigana and Saler whether they could cooperate. But the next second, Lilith reached out and shook her hand, and a round glass bottle appeared in her hand, with a black jellyfish inside.

He shook the bottle, watching the jellyfish inside thrash about in a state of shock and then rage: "I'll borrow Saler for now; it's too wasteful of him to use his power for logistics."

"See you later!"

As she spoke, Lilith's figure vanished completely. Emigana was shocked and looked helplessly at Leilana, who reassured him, "Lady Lilith is not a bad person. She is the witch of Meme One. With her involved, there is probably nothing that cannot be resolved."

"This place is about to become a battlefield... We should go and evacuate the people."

As she spoke, Leilana conjured a white rose and gave it to Emigana. Emigana looked at her aura, which was completely different from that of the world, and suddenly a suspicious blush spread across her body.

What a beautiful girl, like a white rose glistening with dew under the sunlight.

At that moment, Emigana shamefully felt that he was probably, perhaps, possibly in love.

Let Saller go; it's actually a good thing he's gone.

He can now enjoy some alone time with the pretty young lady.

At this time, Salle, who had been transformed into a jellyfish, was unaware that a certain fish-man had betrayed their revolutionary friendship.

He was trapped in the water bottle and taken to a ruin. Above him was a mythical creature with a head full of heads. Staring at the thing, Saler wanted to curse out loud: "Damn it, what the hell is that?"

“The main model is one of the sources of this rampage, because of the black market angels,” Lilith replied.

"Can't you hit it yourself?"

"I'm sorry, due to certain factors, we cannot rashly reveal our true power in this time and space, but I can help you."

"help me?"

"Yes..." The witch's highly seductive voice surrounded the jellyfish, "I've used some tricks on you, I'm sure you'll like them."

"You've been enhanced now, go for it."

Lilith grabbed the round glass bottle and hurled it directly at the mythical creature above her. The bottle shattered the moment it was thrown, and the jellyfish inside instantly grew to enormous size.

The mythical creature, resembling a jellyfish from the Styx River, floated naturally in mid-air without water, its tentacles swaying. The sky was shrouded in layers of dark clouds, from which muffled thunder rumbled continuously.

"Whoosh—"

He let out a long cry, and torrential rain fell from the clouds. At that moment, the mythical creature with many heads seemed to have just noticed him. After a moment of confusion, it attacked him fiercely.

Saler carried the aura of gales and abysses. The Lord of Gale and Abyss and the Radiant Sun were not on good terms, and even the Outer Gods' retinues that parasitized the Radiant Sun began to loathe Him.

Soon, the two mythical creatures, neither willing to give way, were locked in a fierce battle. Judging from their strength, Saler was no match for his opponent. However, Saler's fighting style was reckless enough that he was willing to risk his life. When he suffered a fatal injury, Saler did not feel any pain. Instead, his body became unbearably itchy.

It writhed uncomfortably in its enormous body, and then discovered that it was swaying out strings of eggs from under its tentacles.

The eggs shattered instantly, giving rise to swarms of tiny, densely packed floating larvae. These larvae then rapidly grew into enormous hydras, evolving from larvae into transverse schizonts, butterfly-shaped bodies, and finally, into medusa-like creatures as large as Saler.

The only difference was that these extraordinary creatures were lighter in color than Saler. Upon seeing them, Saler was stunned for a moment, and then became so angry that he convulsed.

Ok.

very good.

He understood what the person who captured him meant by "strengthening"—

(End of this chapter)