They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 64 Who is the Werewolf?

After he finished speaking, there was no sound from the other end of the walkie-talkie. After a long while, a childish voice came out.

"Congratulations on getting it right, Mr. Kelcha. By the way, how did my meat taste?"

As the voice spoke, it gradually changed from innocent to hoarse, as if a charming lady was whispering sweet nothings to Ria through a walkie-talkie.

Ria wasn't buying it: "I'm not interested in monsters. By the way, the dinner you provided me consisted of a hand, a tongue, a face, and even a brain."

"Madam, what do you think you have left?"

“You wouldn’t throw away your organs just to treat me to dinner. These are organs you’ve already lost. I don’t know if the people in the house are your real parents or someone else, but your hand was probably lost around the age you’re pretending to be, and then you gradually lost other organs…”

“In short, I don’t want to talk to brainless supernatural beings.” Ria’s words were ruthless, and the other party clearly had lost interest in teasing Ria.

"You unromantic man, your views on the brain fully demonstrate your ignorance."

The voice coming from the other end carried a hint of anger.

"Half of my brain was removed in an experiment, but I still survived. It turns out that part of the brain is just useless stuff."

The left hemisphere of the brain is used to comprehend logic, numbers and words, control the right side of the body's movements, and the right eye's vision.

The right hemisphere controls the left side of the body and the vision of the left eye. It is responsible for processing emotions and excels in art, spatial concepts, and even creation.

When I removed the right side of my brain, I lost interest in new things, became emotionally unstable, and couldn't imagine anything. However, this also led to the unprecedented development of my left brain, which greatly improved my logical thinking and learning abilities.

I believe that, in terms of the results, that experiment was an unprecedented success. My intelligence surpasses that of all of you, and I am grateful for that experiment that made me who I am today.

The voice on the walkie-talkie was still buzzing, while another voice came simultaneously behind Ria, speaking the same words as those on the walkie-talkie.

"Click."

Ria put down the walkie-talkie and turned to look behind her. A small figure was standing there at some point—she was the child of the previous tenant of 302, but Ria could no longer see her as an ordinary little girl.

The little guy, with his sleeves empty, slowly walked towards us, shaking his head, while still holding a walkie-talkie in his intact hand.

Soon, her skin began to peel off, falling to the ground like a rag, revealing the red muscles of her face, which trembled constantly with changes in her expression.

"It's been too long since anyone has talked to me. It's so boring to play these family games with these relatives."

The girl stopped and turned her eyes to look at her "parents".

Ria followed her gaze and asked, "These aren't your real parents, are they?"

"That's right, I gave my parents their personalities back then and played along with everyone in this farce."

Thinking back, it really brings back memories. Hundreds of years ago, my parents also argued like this every day, all while pretending it was for my own good.

Then, for my own good, for my illness, they went to all sorts of places, and finally handed me over to the wizards of the underground church. Those people experimented on me, saying that as long as they did this, I could be as healthy and lively as before—it's ridiculous!
I lost my vital organs; they used chemicals to corrode my hair, my face, my scalp, and my tongue, and then took out what they wanted.

But whatever, it doesn't matter now. I killed them as a sacrifice, praying to the gods to destroy everything. Fortunately, He looked after me, and my wish was fulfilled.

My Lord’s name will live on forever, and I will witness the cycle of death again and again. In this region, I am His most beloved companion!
Hahaha, praise to the Lord of the Gale and the Abyss!!!

The girl burst into laughter, but instead of a tongue, a huge brown fish louse appeared in her mouth.

This parasitic creature eats the tongues of fish until they become real fish tongues.

Hearing this, Ria's expression was complicated: "It seems you really want to tell this story to others. From a psychological point of view, people always want the approval of others when they do something."

Because I suggested the possibility that you were the mastermind, you couldn't wait to contact me, because you felt I was different from others, that I was like you.

"Well, say what you will, Mr. Kelcha—we are indeed the same kind in a sense, but we are treated very differently. I am a little jealous of you and want to kill you, but I also want to offer you to the Abyss. He has always liked people who have been infected with the contamination disease."

I had originally set my sights on the prophet, but he saw through my disguise immediately. Since it wasn't the time of the Great Rain Festival, I was helpless against him and the bird-beaked doctor beside him.

But things are different now. The three-day Great Rain Festival is the period when the power of the Abyss is at its peak. I can fully fulfill my mission and wipe everyone out in one fell swoop!

Ria: "I can't understand it."

"Your brain has been completely influenced by the abyss, you have completely submitted to it, and you even force others to do the same. You look like an abnormal mental patient."

"Besides, why do you maintain your current childlike and ugly appearance? Shouldn't a woman who has lived for hundreds of years face herself and return to her original form?"

"Miss Werewolf".

Upon hearing the last sentence, the girl jumped to her feet, her eyes not filled with disbelief, but with extreme excitement: "You finally guessed it!!!"

"Kelcha, Kelcha, it wasn't for nothing that I pointed out so many key points. It's still more interesting to deal with smart people."

Black spots began to grow all over the girl's flesh, and long, silvery-gray hairs sprouted from those spots. At the same time, her body continued to expand, growing a tail half the length of a human and sharp fangs.

A few seconds later, she revealed her true form: a body covered in silver-gray fur and a head exactly like a real wolf, but with eyes that were longer and fur that was denser than that of an ordinary wolf.

Furthermore, she had several dark lines growing under her eyes, and even by human aesthetic standards, Ria had to admit that Steyr was right.

She is indeed a beautiful wolf.

This is the Werewolf. The Werewolf's ability allows her to change her appearance at will, so she can freely avoid her ugly appearance and become whoever she wants to be.

“My doctor told me that the survival rate for patients with contamination diseases is not high, but you have lived too long, it’s a little frightening.” Ria tightened her grip on her cane without showing any emotion, the countless tentacles in the shadows stirring restlessly.

(End of this chapter)