They all call me an Outer God.

"What's wrong with you all? Why do you all have those expressions?"

He took another step forward.

Unexpectedly, those people all retreated. Someone showed Ivand his current self. He looked and saw that he had turned into a strange, sticky thing with deformed wings growing from his back.

He explained, "Don't worry about it, it's perfectly normal. It's just a bit oddly shaped, but as you can see, I'm not in any danger at all..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly noticed a group of Deep Ones appearing behind his comrades. The Deep Ones' eyes emitted an eerie green light, saliva dripped onto the ground, and rows of sharp teeth looked incredibly terrifying.

"careful!"

Ivan shouted, raised his hand to condense space, and without hesitation cut the extraordinary creatures in half. As a result, people went wild and launched a frenzied attack on him.

This surprised Ivand, who was already mentally unstable, and then he became completely enraged.

"I helped you kill the enemy, and you turned around and attacked me... Wait, something doesn't seem right."

Ivan looked at his so-called "comrades" and let out a sinister laugh. Each of them had eyes that were bloodshot and pupils that gleamed with an eerie light. Their skin was gradually covered with pitted bumps. Soon, something broke out from under those bumps.

Countless scales stretched out, followed by a foul, almost unbearable stench.

Ivand took a few steps back, and Ria stood behind him observing everything. He couldn't help Ivand, and no one here could touch, see, or even sense his presence.

"You are all Deep Ones in disguise!"

Ivan gritted his teeth, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. He and his comrades had a life-or-death bond, and they had no reason to fear him.

At the same time, he also felt an even more extreme anger towards the cunning of those deep-sea divers. Since there were no companions here, and no companions who would fear his actions, he could completely unleash his power and let these beasts experience the consequences of coming ashore.

The next second, Ivand moved.

His figure became a blur, distorting and even tearing space wherever he passed. The edges of the spatial cracks glowed with a burning light and failed to heal for a long time.

Through the crack, Ria could even see some things wandering within it, but they were all afraid of their mentor's power and dared not approach.

"Tear--"

"boom!!!"

The last Deep One was severed, its entrails and pungent blood spilling onto the ground, still steaming.

Ivand was covered in their blood and stood there clutching his chest for a long time to catch his breath.

He regained consciousness shortly afterward.

My body has returned to normal.

But when he saw the scene around him again, he panicked.

Among the many wrecks lying on the ground, none were Deep Ones; they were all their own kind.

People, all of them are people, all of them are incomplete, dead people!
Their expressions showed surprise, fear, and hatred. Ivand covered his head, not wanting to understand what was going on.

Yog-Sothoth lied to him; He promised to help humanity—

No, God cannot judge from a human perspective. From God's point of view, He did indeed generously grant Ivand power, but whether that power was within the limits of what humans could bear was of no concern to Him.

"I did all this to protect them, and now they're all dead... I killed them all..."

In the end, he was the only one who returned triumphantly from that coastline. When people asked where the others were, Ivand said they were all gone.

People seemed to have expected this, and comforted him, saying it wasn't his fault, and then held a dinner that evening for people returning from various war zones.

There was wine on the table, and Ivand drank a lot before losing consciousness.

When he woke up, he found himself tied up in a pile of firewood, surrounded by people, some familiar and some unfamiliar, all holding torches.

"I'll be blunt, he's a monster. He made a pact with an evil god! He's the one who killed those people!"

The leader stepped forward and brought the torch close to the firewood.

"Ivand Charles, do you plead guilty?"

Ivand lowered his head and said, "I admit it."

The person in front of me is his student; it wouldn't be a loss if he died at his hands.

But soon, the person in front of them laughed and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Mentor, I have always felt that your wisdom is beyond reach and your ability is so outstanding that I can only look up to you. It would be such a pity if you died like this."

You made a pact with an evil god and gained the evil god's power. I was wondering if we could also have this power and do things that we couldn't do normally?
For example, if we eat your flesh, could we also gain some extraordinary abilities...?

Ivand sensed something: "You—"

"Why did it take so long for your so-called comrades to arrive after you attacked the coastline? It was so that your mental breakdown would reveal your true nature, and then we could kill them. That way, we could openly use you to fulfill some of our little desires."

Don't be so angry. I'm only saying this because you've been kind to me in educating me.

After the student finished speaking, he took the oil handed to him by the person next to him and poured it directly on Ivand and the surrounding pile of firewood. The next second, countless torches were thrown up on top of it.

A raging fire erupted, and countless people began to revel around him. A group of burly men treated this as some kind of ritual, pouring buckets of cold water over themselves and then rushing in with knives to take flesh from Ivand's body. The victor would take pride in obtaining the flesh and then swallow it whole, exclaiming that it was simply a delicacy.

Although everyone knows that the taste may not be very good.

By the time the members of the Order who truly cared about Ivand arrived, it was too late.

They saw hordes of people drooling and bloodshot-eyed as they slaughtered each other, while Ivand, almost unrecognizable as human, stood among them, his white feathers bursting forth from his blood-red flesh as if spring had come to life from withered wood.

By this time, the town had become a "ghost town".

From then on, humanity's primary goal shifted from hunting sea creatures to hunting Evand. As time flew by, Ria watched as the use of mysterious items became more and more widespread, and the scale of "order" grew ever larger and more complete.

Finally, they caught up with their mentor in the Forbidden Sea. A fleet of ships fired cannons at the target behemoth, which showed no sign of resistance.

Eventually, it fell into the sea, was caught in a whaling net, and the sea was completely dyed scarlet.

The mentor returned to human form, and people couldn't find any way to kill him, so they severed all his nerves, drained his blood, boiled his body, then froze it, then roasted it over a fire, and then dried it out... Finally, when Ria saw him again, he was in the newly established Order Association containment chamber.

Perhaps the "evil" consciousness I'm looking for is hidden here.

The description of this contained object is as follows:

[A terrifying creature harboring the consciousness of an evil god; if it were to awaken one day, it would become the embodiment of that evil god and destroy everything.]

Ria knew that this was probably something the door had deliberately shown him to see how he would react.

You now have two choices: either destroy your current mentor's body, in which case he will cease to exist and none of the aforementioned situations will occur; or kill all of humanity, in which case another consciousness of Evander Charlie will awaken.

Ancient text appeared before him, and the door was eager to see how he would choose.

This is just a question with only two options. According to Ria's goal, he should kill all humans so that he can successfully awaken his mentor. However, the door did not explain what the consequences would be if he killed everyone here.

Killing is a simple matter. Once, when Ria and James fought, they fled to another planet, and their clash easily destroyed the city and all the civilization within it.

With Elijah's current abilities, killing these people who haven't yet become superhumans would be a piece of cake. He could simply unleash a large-scale sacrifice while they're not paying attention, and everyone would be gone.

But he knew that if he did that, the Gate would soon abandon him, since Ria knew that the Gate belonged to the side that advocated salvation and did not advocate destruction.

Those who plot against the enemy should be tried, but not in this way.

Ria closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, then took out a mask with half of an old five-pointed star painted on it and put it on. His figure also changed, and he put on a blue robe.

“My great Lord, both of these answers are wrong. You are the truth, you are all-knowing and all-powerful, and you expect all life to be freed from ignorance.”

Then let me teach them what truth and order are—in the name of 06.

Those who are not qualified will be eliminated based on survival.

His figure disappeared, and after an unknown amount of time, when people first saw him, he was already standing in front of the gates of the Order Organization, announcing to everyone that the Order Association had been officially established.

He is the 06th-level chief prosecutor of the association. The other 06 members are all assistants who came because of his reputation, but they do not like to show their faces. The only thing that can be determined is that they are not human.

Thus, under the watchful eyes of the public, the Order Association was established, and Ria, who had gained real power, and the other high-ranking officials held a roundtable meeting.

The meeting lasted a long time, and the final agreement was as follows:
First, it is forbidden for individuals to possess mysterious items or to be involved with the supernatural; those caught doing so will be sentenced to imprisonment.

Second, those who are unwilling to serve their sentences or who have committed other crimes and are about to be sentenced to heavy penalties may be given a second chance and recruited as investigators. Before these investigators join the organization, their loyalty must be guaranteed, and if necessary, they may be brainwashed to make them serve humanity in everything they do.

Third, the association's logo consists of two interlocking gears, symbolizing that the fate of humanity and the fate of order are inextricably linked.

IV. Contain and control extraordinary creatures and mysterious items, and release or use them when convenient and with approval.

……

Fourteen, it is not allowed to mistreat supernatural beings without cause. They should be constantly brainwashed and persuaded to do good. If persuasion fails, they should continue to be contained. If containment fails, they should be killed on the spot.

15. When another consciousness not belonging to the mentor is discovered in the mentor Ivand's containment room, everyone shall be on high alert.

06's identity is very mysterious, but Ria ultimately chooses to tell the door that the original owner of the body must inherit this memory at a certain time, and then when the memory is handed over to him, this memory should not be handed over.

reality.

Lia stepped out of the door again, and looking at the fully armed people standing outside through the specially made barrier, she couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't realize that your development has been so rapid over the years."

He transformed into the blue-robed man who used to wear the old seal mask, gradually revealing his figure. In an instant, several people also dressed in blue robes appeared in the crowd. Upon seeing him, they could not hide their astonishment.

"Mr. L?"

Since Leah couldn't think of a name for herself, she simply used the initials of her English name, "Leah Kercha," as her name. The people in front of her were the successors of the prosecutor at that time.

The association possesses a mysterious item called the Memory Hourglass, which is responsible for passing on the memories of prosecutors from generation to generation. As a result, their names change the moment they become prosecutors, and no matter how the memories are passed down, they will always bear the name of the first-generation prosecutor.

However, the consequence is that these prosecutors often cannot distinguish between their own memories and those of others, leading some to suffer from mental illness and spend their free time in mental health wards when they have nothing to do.

Upon seeing Ria appear, these people were so moved that they shed tears.

"We thought you..."

"Further words are pointless. Do you remember what I told you?"

"Remember, now awaken the mentor."

The senior investigators around were stunned. Awaken the mentor? How could their superiors suddenly make such a terrible decision? Who exactly was that blue-robed man in front of them, that he could command such respect from the prosecutors?

"The remaining consciousness of the mentor who has lost his brain is complete evil. It is inevitable that he will hate you. You have witnessed the horror of him when he transformed into a supernatural being. Now, he has become a mythical being."

"So, Mr. L, are we going to release the mentor here?"

"No, He is unstable right now, like a weapon that could explode at any moment, and it would be a waste not to make good use of such power."

Ria intends to go to the front lines of the war to awaken his mentor, which is his answer to the question posed by the door.

The next second, the door to the mentor's containment chamber opened, and Ria called out Little Swarth right before everyone's eyes, swallowing him whole and taking him away.

Outside his main body's containment room, Little Swarth reappeared from the shadows, his body becoming ferocious, forcing the mysterious object to release Ria.

The mysterious object had never seen anything like this before, and it was so frightened that it did as it was told. The moment Ria stepped outside the containment room, she used her magician's skills to tear through space and disappeared without a trace.

His consciousness sank into the dream world, using it to carry out a large-scale spatial transfer along with his physical body.

Until it moves to the border between Northwest Endernes and neighboring countries, and further south lies the forbidden sea – the Sea of ​​Bathurs.

This sea area was once hailed by countless maritime merchants as the "golden sea route," through which their ships could reach more countries and reap slaves, spices, and gold.

Now, all Lia could smell was the pungent odor of sulfur.

(End of this chapter)