They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 62 Don't Touch My Fish

"Just do as you like. When the rain stops again, we'll offer sacrifices to the sun once more, completely banishing the gods of the old era, and then we can enjoy sunny days."

You will become a hero in the eyes of everyone in Grani because you saved them from dire straits. They will all thank you and praise you, and we Keepers of the Secrets can use this opportunity to build up our good reputation.

"That sounds good. It's rare that we're on the same page."

"So what are you waiting for now?"

"My current physical condition is not suitable for sacrifice."

Ria tugged at his left arm, the bone breaking in the middle below the elbow joint. Only the tentacles of Little Swarth and a layer of fine eyes connected it, and he could even pull it out to the effect of the third joint of the arm.

"Moreover, my back injury is even more serious. If I hadn't kept my body taut, I'm afraid I would be talking to you with my body bent over."

It sounds cruel, but even at such a heavy price, Ria persevered. He looked exactly like a completely unharmed person, and only the bird-beaked doctor beside him knew how serious his injuries were.

"You're a complete madman who doesn't care about his life."

James gestured for Ria to come to the side with him, and they went inside the church, which was empty. James had Ria sit on a bench and, for the first time, fulfilled his duty as a normal doctor, reaching out to use his supernatural abilities to speed up Ria's recovery.

"Listen, although the disordered people have a special physical structure, their minds cannot withstand such injuries. Human fainting is a kind of physical stress response that protects the brain from further stimulation, but it is difficult for you to faint from injuries, and your tactile perception is beyond that of ordinary people."

I mean, no matter how severe the injury, you must consciously endure all the pain…

"That sounds pretty scary." Ria felt her bones growing and connecting rapidly. It was a strange experience. The white substances felt numb and itchy when they touched her flesh as they grew, and there was also a pain like red ants gnawing at her.

Pain can activate brain nerves.

Lia wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

"Although the price we paid this time was heavy, the gains were also considerable—the mastermind behind it has not yet shown up. What we are doing now is just child's play. Perhaps the other party is waiting for another opportunity to sacrifice the people of the town together."

But we haven't come away empty-handed. I think that offering sacrifices now wouldn't be enough to satisfy the sun. The safest way is to capture that person or supernatural being in the shadows and turn them into grilled fish fillets.

James: "This is a huge undertaking. We don't know who they are or when they'll make their move. What if they do it while you're sleeping? You're really in trouble..."

He didn't continue, and Ria naturally understood what he meant. At this moment, they both fell silent. Gro stood motionless in front of the church gate like a statue, admiring the rain scene and also the "revelry" between humans and supernatural beings.

A few minutes later, Ria stretched out her arm and found that apart from some pain, her arm was basically fine. To prevent the broken ends from splitting open again, Little Swarth had wrapped them with his tentacles, like black bandages.

"I can't leave this town anymore. From the moment I entered it, I felt a special energy preventing anyone from leaving."

It makes sense, considering the abyss projection so large in the sky; the merfolk would never let anyone who saw it escape.

The Great Rain Festival lasts for three days, and my prophesied death is also on the day the Great Rain Festival ends. Is this a coincidence?
Is it possible that not only me, but everyone in this town will die on that day?

He stared at James's glasses: "And what about you? Will you die too?"

“Hahahaha!” James said as if he had heard something funny: “The profession of doctor is to race against death. If He dares to come, I will break His scythe and put the long handle through the skull of that thing to the rectum.”

"So you think this level of threat isn't enough to kill you? Your existence is truly special. But unfortunately, your achievements are about to disappear, because we can say goodbye the day our Great Rain Festival ends."

With the most indifferent expression, Ria uttered the most arrogant words: "Death is not worthy of sensing my existence, nor is he worthy of looking me in the eye."

For me, death is simply returning home.

“We’ll see, James, I’ll show you what death is… Of course, I still believe no one can kill ‘me’.”

After saying that, he got up from his seat in the church and walked towards the rain outside. He was going to collect all the sacrificial materials outside to prevent them from being caught by some fishman and turned into fried fish fillets.

As he passed another doctor with a beak, Gro remained motionless, his hoarse voice emanating from behind his leather mask.

"Steel's predictions are never wrong, but you're the first person to be so frank about it."

If one can defy a prophet's predictions, they might gain extraordinary recognition and be endowed with the potential to become a new 'prophet' meme.

Ria paused for a moment, then left the church as if nothing had happened.

The doctors didn't seem like the type to meddle, so Ria had to find the real culprit in the rain on her own. The Abyss Phantom couldn't descend on its own; someone must have summoned it.

"If I were to ask the Lord of the Gale and the Abyss about the true culprit, would He tell me?"

Ria walked to the side of the dead fishmen and had Little Swarth pull them all to a place where normal creatures wouldn't notice them.

"Carrying so much stuff must be a huge burden for you, so..."

Ria looked up at the towering sun statue.

"Just put these corpses on top of the idol; no one will notice. Besides, I don't think the sun will care about these little fish and shrimp; after all, even the abyss dares to rain down on the church—"

As a faithful believer in the sun, I believe He will understand my predicament.

"Praise the sun." Ria bowed respectfully, watched as countless tentacles placed the fishman atop the sun, then turned back and said something towards the church gate before leaving, leaning on her cane.

A cane is very convenient at times, especially since his physical condition is not ideal and he can only rely on a cane as a crutch.

Inside the church, James and Gro stood together at the doorway, hands in their coat pockets: "Do you know what he just said to me when he turned around?"

Gro remained silent.

James wasn't angry. He already knew his colleague's personality; he rarely said a word except for necessary matters.

"Kelcha told me not to touch the fish he had placed on the idol."

(End of this chapter)