They all call me an Outer God.

Perhaps the original myths were wrong.

The great red dragon was depicted in crimson moonlight, and its six wings were described as its head.

"Dragon of Calamity", "Dragon of Annihilation", "Abaddon Yama"... that mythical creature has many names. Rather than calling it a dragon, it is more like a complete monster that is neither fish nor fowl. Its whole body is covered with scales that look like feathers, and each scale has strange and dark eye patterns. Its wings are more like those of birds than those of ordinary dragons.

Those who cherish life tremble and prostrate before Him, those who despair praise Him, and those who proclaim the destruction of the world cheer for Him, all vainly attempting to follow in His footsteps and become His faithful followers, willing to sacrifice everything, even their lives and souls, for this.

People cheered for Him with different feelings, but the mythical creature, who was the center of attention, paid no attention to them.

Schwarz didn't care what people called him, whether it was "He" or "It," because Ria had never called it "He." In Ria's eyes, it was just a silly ball.

Now, Schwarz only focuses on one thing.

It was so big that it was gone.

It's really gone!!!
"Aa ...

The dragon tried to call out to its parents, but all it received was the sound of raging winds mixed with the roar of waves, and terrified prayers coming from all directions.

People speculated about the reason for God's lamentation and tried to find a way to appease His anger, but Swark Kercha didn't care about any of that.

It was unwilling to accept it; it refused to believe that Ria had simply vanished. It would stay here and continue calling for its parents until they returned.

I'm so conspicuous, he'll definitely see me right away.

As for the big red dragon?
Who knows what that is?

A moment later, a yellow shadow appeared on the sea. Hastur burst out of the water and saw this scene. He was stunned at first, but then he understood.

It's hard to imagine that mythical creatures would be so unconditionally loyal to an individual, but upon closer inspection, the mythical creatures in the sky are dragons, whose possessive nature is unmatched.

They are inherently greedy and will hide their treasures in caves to guard them, strictly forbidding anyone from coveting them. Any creature that gets close to their treasures will suffer the endless wrath of the dragons.

For Swarth, Ria Kercha was more important than those others.

So you can imagine how it feels now that it has lost Ria.

Since its intelligence is only equivalent to that of a child, it naturally does not know how to vent its sorrow through destruction, nor does it know how to take the opportunity to develop its faith like Leah did.

But that won't work.

No one can remain innocent in a distorted world.

This is probably what Ria wanted to tell Swarth; he hoped it could become more independent. Just as a fledgling bird needs to stretch its wings and learn to fly, so too does Swarth.

“Lord Kercha cares about you a lot, otherwise he could have taken you with him in a self-destruction not long ago, so that there would have been a slim chance of survival.”

"But this person chose to separate most of your body and destroy R'lyeh. My blood relatives were buried in the ruins. I took the opportunity to strengthen the seal so that I could leave. At least before the cataclysm comes, there will be no problems. The strengthened seal will also slow down His resurrection process."

"He is a hero, at least in terms of the outcome."

"..."

Schwarz flapped his sky-covering wings and hovered in mid-air. Ria possessed a Guardian Meme, which granted him multiple lives to consume, so once Ria died, he would inevitably be reborn somewhere.

How long this process lasts depends entirely on luck. Some unlucky "guardians" were buried in the tomb a thousand years ago and only awoke today, a thousand years later. They were then considered to be resurrected corpses and superhumans were summoned to take advantage of their weakness and beat them to death.

In fact, this happened just a few days ago. The guard was buried deep underground, and after being exposed to the elements, people could no longer see the features of the tomb on the surface. This person had long been forgotten by time.

Fortunately, fate was on his side. "Snap, snap!!!"

Suddenly, a sound came from the once peaceful ground as a withered hand broke through the soil, reaching the real sunlight and air.

With just a little more effort, he could be reborn. However, returning to the surface from hundreds of meters underground is no easy feat. Just sticking one hand out of the soil was enough to exhaust him.

But then, a hand grabbed the wrist of the buried man and pulled him from the earth.

Seidler was deeply moved. He never expected that after so many years, there would still be someone willing to lend him a hand. And that person was incredibly strong; pulling him up was as easy as pulling up a scallion.

"Cough cough cough... Thank you. I have been buried for thousands of years. Speak your wishes and I can help you fulfill them."

Seidler opened his eyes and saw that the person who saved him was a rather young man with black hair and golden eyes. He was dressed in typical businessman attire, but what was most striking was that he had a gun on his waist and seemed to have a lot of dangerous items inside his jacket.

"Can you grant my wish?"

The young man was somewhat surprised, but soon, he heard other voices behind him.

“Bryant, we didn’t hire you to chat. It’s this thing that’s been causing trouble underground, resulting in constant earthquakes of all sizes these past few days. Now that we’ve found the source, let’s kill it.”

“Kill him, Blair.”

“Okay.” Blair nodded, not finding anything wrong with his employer’s words.

After he woke up, he seemed to have lost a large part of his memory, including who he was and what his name was. People were afraid of his golden eyes, in which the pupils only occupied a small part, so when he looked at people, he looked like a wild beast.

Cold and emotionless.

Fortunately, he was a superhuman, and it seemed he was a meme 3 superhuman. Meme 3... Bryn didn't understand what that meant, but it should be very powerful.

This power quickly won over the people, and in a short period of time he also seized a batch of weapons from foreign enemies, which he then sold to the locals.

Everyone calls him an arms dealer.

According to locals, this is the border of Enderles, where people are currently fighting off a shipwreck, but a group of lunatics from another country have taken advantage of the situation and are committing all sorts of atrocities, including arson, murder, and looting.

At this point, people would think of Blay, who could be hired for money and could solve any problem.

This includes ancient corpses from an unknown era that have awakened from underground.

"Wait, you are also a transcendent being. I can grant you all your wishes, but you cannot—"

Seidler screamed because he realized that Blair had pulled out a weapon and pointed it at him, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he realized it was just a gun.

He scoffed, "A mere mortal dares to harm you..."

"boom!!!"

Blair fired.

The person in front of me is dead.

"Enough with the nonsense." Blair coldly put away his gun, and the people around him immediately swarmed forward, marveling at how good and cheap this superhuman who could be hired was.

(End of this chapter)