They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 324 The Only One to Awaken

"His true form's consciousness is spread everywhere..."

He has many incarnations and many names, and those incarnations may in turn divide their consciousness to create many more avatars or followers. His churches are countless, and many have already disappeared into the annals of history.

Hearing this, Ria's expression grew increasingly grim, as if she were about to kill someone.

"Haha, don't worry, we're not enemies, and I won't cause trouble like those boring guys. I'm here to deliver the truth."

The ghost captain remained as respectful as ever: "What I'm about to tell you is extremely important—"

I and all my countless clones, whose names I don't even know and whose identities I can't distinguish, do this all for the sake of [constancy].

For some reason, this world cannot afford to become dull and mundane without chaos; therefore, the original entity summoned numerous avatars to convene a grand theater with the world as its stage.

"That doesn't count as a reason."

"Okay, you may not believe it, but I really came here with sincerity."

"A world with a white side will also have a black side, an orderly side will also have a disorderly side, and our existence is precisely to achieve a balance that contradicts the mundane."

Positive and negative poles complement each other, and every so often, perhaps for a very long time, a planet's magnetic poles will reverse.

Once the magnetic field particles disappear during this process, the solar particle storm will strike the atmosphere with an unstoppable force, melting the glaciers at the North and South Poles and causing sea levels to rise.

This is how natural disasters are understood from the perspective of non-supernatural beings.

Most organisms, even if they manage to avoid flooding, will die from direct exposure to sunlight.

Not to mention that many extraordinary creatures might take the opportunity to cause trouble, and certain sealed unknown beings might be revived...

Ria: "So it seems that natural disasters are more terrifying than we imagined."

"Of course it's terrifying. So terrifying that the Order Association secretly built an unprecedentedly large ship at its headquarters the moment it learned of the prophecy. I even suspect they wanted to sneak off on the ship."

Ghost didn't seem to have a good impression of the Order Association, but his attitude improved considerably when he was with Ria.

"In order to fight against the natural disaster, we sacrificed countless avatars. The reason we have found you, Faceless One, is because you carry the only awakened godhood in the place of Enderus."

"I?"

"Yes, it's more accurate to say that there's a reason why they would choose you to replace the original Faceless God. Rather than carrying a divine essence within your body, you are more like the divine essence itself. If you wish, you can impersonate almost any god and pass for the real one without being detected."

Your existence is special, almost like... to use the adjective you remember—a garbled virus?

As Lia listened, he found it hard to accept for a while, but the question that had been bothering him for a long time was finally answered.

All the deities were either asleep or in a state of suspended animation, and the natural disaster was drawing ever closer. At this time, his appearance gave his clones a good idea.

That is to make Ria a god, or even if he isn't, after being granted authority by the ritual, Ria's identity can be concealed and recognized, thus truly becoming a Faceless One.

The doctors may also be aware of this, but their knowledge is not as complete as that of these clones. All along, Ria has been playing various memes, and the effects of her performance are extraordinary.

During this time, in order to gather faith, Ria claimed to be the Lord of Trade. He knew, of course, that this identity was false, but the extraordinary abilities granted by those eyes truly made him seem like a god as he walked through every corner of Enderus.

Enderus originally had no god of trade, but after Ria appeared and called himself "trade," this authority would gradually materialize as his memes progressed. Ultimately, he became trade.

To play the role of a god requires a huge price. The price of being "Faceless" is paid by the followers of the White Mask, while the price of being the Lord of Trade can only be borne by himself.

"Great Faceless God, Lord of Trade! Your Highness Ria Kercha, do you still not understand what this means?"

You! You are the only true god of Endeleus who walks among men, who has not fallen into slumber—

If you're willing, you can pay a price to 'exchange' the authority of any deity.

And I have finally waited for the day to tell you all of this. When we first predicted your existence, everyone was incredulous and went crazy.

Of course, this news also led to the deaths of a considerable number of our prophets, resulting in a significant scarcity of people now possessing prophetic memes.

Ria: "So, why do you want to add an idiot to my meme?"

“That’s because they want to have better control over the ‘divinity.’ Please forgive me. Rather than their rudeness, I would rather extend an invitation to you now.”

The ghost captain lowered his body even further.

"I heard that you want to eliminate your own pollution syndrome, get rid of the pollution and return to a normal life. The meme you need to play now is the 'werewolf,' and you are also trying to disguise some clones in order to deal with the real clones."

I have stolen some of your memories again; I hope you don't mind.

However, Hephaestus's 'true form' is merely an incarnation of our true form, a puppet formed from the humans that our true form subjugated in a certain kingdom and who died.

He now slumbers on a throne inside a triangular building, in a dark room surrounded by enormous beetles.

“I suggest you start your performance directly from Him. I believe those clones will be incredibly amazed and will praise your acting skills. The meme abilities they gain as an audience might be even stronger than those of ordinary werewolves.”

At this moment, Ria finally looked at the ghost.

The ghost smiled at him and said, "Consider it a deal between us, Lord of Trade."

We need you to fight against natural disasters and apocalypses, while maintaining the constancy of this world. When one side of the scales tilts, you will need to use different means to find ways to balance them.

In return, we will become your most loyal companions during this period and fulfill all your requests.

On the day the transaction is completed, all your wishes will come true.

“Praise be to trade, and praise be to a thousand faces…Ny&＊Λarl■■■#ot■p——”

The ghost's figure grew increasingly blurry. The price he initially paid for his immortality seemed to have a time limit. After uttering his last incoherent and obscure words, the old man's soul vanished completely.

His presence was nowhere to be found in the study.

It is likely that making a deal with the "devil" is always fraught with danger and uncertainty.

And Ria didn't even agree to his request, as if the guy didn't care whether he agreed or not in the first place.

"According to him, I am an awakened god?"

(End of this chapter)