They all call me an Outer God.

Volcanic eruptions and rampant plagues have led to bizarre changes in animals, plants, and even microorganisms, which are evolving in a non-human direction.

Anyone who experienced that apocalypse will likely have vivid memories of the rampaging tentacles, black mist, and eyes.

Consequently, everyone would believe that the destruction of the world is inextricably linked to this thing, and that its arrival foreshadows the end times.

A calamity-ridden dragon, an invisible mist, and the all-seeing eyes of billions of stars.

"Once I utter that name, His true form will sense this place and then intervene in the world. Is that your plan?"

[Good... but it seems you're not going to tell me His real name.]

Ria was somewhat disappointed. He had hoped to take this opportunity to extract the true name of Swarth's true form from Gherros. Mythical beings, once their true names are spoken, will immediately recognize them and cast their gaze upon them if they are conscious.

The current Shwarth is just an avatar. The more help there is, the greater the chance of victory. If it can attract the attention of the main body, the chances of defeating Gherus will increase significantly.

As for the calamities that His coming will bring? Gherus is the source of all calamities. A few more mosquitoes won't make a difference; how chaotic can things get?

But his thoughts seemed superfluous, because Geheros didn't mind uttering the name and completely shattering Ria's poor idea.

He was more than willing to use every means possible to destroy divine consciousness on Ria.

"Since you're so eager to know, then I'll tell you His identity..."

"I hope you won't regret it."

Gherros completely transformed back into human form, staring with amusement at Ria, whose appearance was becoming increasingly chaotic.

He will tell the soul what its spiritual support is.

He will tell this being why he chose Ria and parasitized him without a doubt.

Similarly, He will tell Ria what this evil thing called "Swal" really is.

"He is—"

Gheros's voice suddenly became rapid and sharp, and at that moment, the tentacles seemed to sense His sinister intentions, and with a "whoosh," they surged towards Him without mercy, piercing His body.

Under the influence of a strong will, Gherros's body was actually expelled from this space.

In the end, only a head was left stuck there, neither up nor down.

And Geherus's voice eventually spread to every corner of the void.

"Why don't you want me to tell him? You really don't want him to know? But I'm going to tell him anyway!"

“You! Nameless Mist, Unclean Mist... the clone of Neog Sohip.”

"Its true name means 'abandoned child,' and it is the direct offspring of the supreme god, the blind and foolish god. Now, does our wise Mr. Ria Kercha not understand the intention of this mythical creature approaching you?"

【……I】

【…】

【…】

Ria suddenly quieted down. If he was still struggling frantically to escape because of the mental torment caused by those threads, the appearance of these words made him completely relax his body, allowing the tentacles to replace his original flesh and blood.

But at the same time, he still glanced at Schwarz for a fleeting moment.

Swarth found him from the beginning, following him and parasitizing his body, always trying to appear harmless. But to others, he was a complete monster. Ria initially thought so too, but at some point his thinking began to change, and he gradually became restless and even angry after leaving Swarth.

Ria also tried to separate it to solve these problems, but all attempts ended in failure. It gave Ria a twisted power and silently bound his soul.

Now that she knows its true identity, for some reason, Ria felt a sense of relief.

Indeed, no one in the world would show kindness to another without a reason. Love is an emotion that can be faked. Swarth probably approached him because he sensed Azathoth's presence and wanted to protect His divinity.

This time, only an avatar came. As expected, Neog's avatar successfully established a protective line for the god, ruthlessly devouring all foreign "viruses" like white blood cells in the human body.

And he himself, just as Geherus said, was merely a pawn of Nyarlathotep, surviving by sheer luck among countless souls, walking basely through the world awaiting the end, when he would defy divinity and Azathoth with his predetermined fate.

Losing means annihilation, winning means gaining supreme divinity, having all reason eliminated, and becoming a giant machine that supports the operation of the world in the new round.

He is, after all, insignificant; he is merely a human being. How could he possibly contend with the entire universe on his own?
Every life becomes a tragedy, in the past, in the present, and in the future...

So why did he continue to persist?

Ria's figure began to become increasingly blurry, and even began to exude an aura of death. Seeing this, Geheros's smile became even more ferocious.

He exerted his strength suddenly, even acquiring some means to squeeze into the chaotic space. Those tentacles could no longer stop him, and could only watch helplessly as more and more of him entered the space.

finally……

With a "smack," the jet-black, gleaming leather shoes stepped onto the mirror-like ground. Gherros reached out and violently grabbed the tentacle in front of him, tearing it apart. Then, he lifted his foot and walked towards Ria.

He clapped his hands, executing his own bizarre, classic villainous aesthetic, and finally stood in front of the enormous newborn monster, opening his arms as if to embrace it.

"finally……"

"Finally! You're mine!!!"

……

"Phew, I didn't expect this kid to be so strong when he goes crazy."

Ivand wiped away non-existent sweat, looked at Ria who had collapsed to the ground and returned to normal human form, sighed, and then reached out to rub his lower back: "I'm really getting old, my back."

The angelic mythical creatures in the other two regions also had their own adversaries to deal with. In order to deal with this disaster, the Hephaestus even awakened a part of the World Serpent in advance. From the perspective of the others, they were just making trouble out of nothing and didn't want the temporal situation to be chaotic enough.

Only those Hephaestus and his ilk understood that they hadn't done nearly enough!
"Something is getting worse."

"Damn it! Our base has been raided!"

"Is He about to wake up? If He wakes up now, who can stand against Him?!"

"I always said that sparing the jinx's life was a mistake!"

With a deafening roar, a massive crack spread across the sky, as if the heavens had been ripped apart, and from behind surged endless darkness.

Darkness spread rapidly like ink drops seeping into clear water, staining everything it touched with absolute stillness and turning it gray.

They are stripping this world of its inherent vitality and color.

(End of this chapter)