They all call me an Outer God.

Ivand narrowed his eyes slowly, his fingers tense, as if he might strangle the student in front of him at any moment.

Ria is only at meme three now. If Ivand really wanted to kill him, it wouldn't be impossible, since Ria only has one life left.

By killing the person in front of you and absorbing their divine essence, you can become a god yourself.

For most angels, becoming a god is almost an unattainable dream. After all, most angels are at the level of meme one, and crossing from meme one to meme zero is not as easy as it usually seems.

In addition to performing multiple memes, it is also necessary to devour—devour the divine essence of a god.

If things proceed as normal, the angels would have to fight meme one against meme zero. However, the difference between memes zero and one is like heaven and earth. No one knows how long those supreme beings have lived or how many unimaginable methods and abilities they possess.

Moreover, if certain entities like to form cliques, eliminating them would be even more difficult.

The fall of a deity often attracts the attention of other deities. Angels may eventually face not just the challenge of fighting against one god, but rather the encirclement and suppression of them by all the gods and even all the angels.

That's why the price offered by Ria is so tempting to so many people. He himself is the vessel of divinity, and the ritual of becoming a god doesn't need to do those unnecessary things, such as eliminating a god to obtain His divinity.

Even the chaos of the underworld arranged everything perfectly.

As long as Ria progresses through his meme step by step, he will eventually completely devour that divine spark and become a god.

But Ria felt something was off. He couldn't believe that anyone would be kind to another person for no reason and give him such an important opportunity. After all, Nyarlathotep would kill even his own clones without hesitation.

As for His possible offspring? God has never spoken of kinship.

A divine status is extremely tempting, even for beings who have become gods, because it means they can establish new authority and become more powerful.

However, Ria also needs to consider the value of the divine spark. If necessary, he would rather hunt down gods than fuse with an existing divine spark—because he has no idea whose divine spark it is or what will happen after the fusion.

What those indescribable beings were eyeing was a ticking time bomb for Ria, and he was now completely resigned to his fate.

Keeping him is fine, giving him away is also fine, but once he's given away, he'll disappear when other gods devour his divine essence, and all his consciousness will be erased.

It doesn't matter—if someone can actually kill him.

Using divine status as a bargaining chip, you can always reap some good rewards.

No one would refuse such an opportunity to become a god, and black marketeers always manage to exploit people's weaknesses and manipulate them.

Now, Ria's words were no less than asking this mindless mythical creature before her: "Do you want to become a true god? I can give you that chance."

An opportunity that cannot be refused.

Ivand's veins throbbed, gradually becoming visible on his skin. He clenched his fists, his mouth slightly open, and his teeth inside gradually sharpened.

Once you become a god, your so-called other half will no longer be a threat to you. You can completely devour them and absorb all the wisdom in the world to enrich yourself.

He is now extremely empty. The lack of mind, the weakness of body, and the dissipation of knowledge make this newly awakened mythical creature feel extremely uneasy. He is eager to gain knowledge, but he cannot kill Ria.

First, there was instinct. Instinct told him that he couldn't kill his student, who was very important to him. Although he didn't want to admit it, the fact that Ria had been protecting him with his body these past few days had indeed touched the evil side of Ivand, causing him to give up the idea of ​​killing Ria.

Secondly, He dared not gamble, as Ria might have already informed the other Ivand of His location. He dared not gamble that person might already be on their way. If He were to take action, He would then face an attack from both of them.

And three...

"Haha, hahaha, alright, my student, you're getting more and more cunning. But I'm also pleased that you now have the leverage to negotiate with me."

Ivand sat down where he was, placing his arms on the table and interlacing his fingers: "But there's no need for that threat. I know you; you're sure I'll play games with you and definitely won't call that spoilsport." He'd been seen through.

Lia was slightly surprised. It seemed that even though her mentor had completely lost his mind, he was not to be underestimated. But the game that followed was the most interesting.

"So you've agreed to play games with me?"

Without a deep understanding of the implications of Ria's words, an ordinary person might think that this is just a playful child pestering an adult to play with him. In reality, this is indeed a game, and the games played by those in power often use those in lower positions as pawns, manipulating them at will.

The theme of this game is—Original Sin.

……

"Mr. Blair, something terrible has happened!"

In the general store of Cardanon, a group of people shouted and signaled for Blay to come out quickly, because they had discovered something very strange.

And that thing appeared not far from the grocery store.

"what happened?"

Blair rubbed his sleepy eyes as he walked out. It was still very early, four in the morning, and even the sun was still hiding on the other side of the sea.

Why are those people looking for me so early?

Blair had that thought in mind, but when he got outside, his sleepiness vanished instantly.

He saw a group of people gathered in an open space. When they saw him appear, they made way for him to show him what they had surrounded.

That's a well.

It was a dry well, with not a drop of water at the bottom.

Blair frowned. The well had appeared out of nowhere; there hadn't been anything like it before.

“We are trying to fetch water, Mr. Blair.”

"This thing is of unknown origin. Don't get close. Keep your distance."

Blay gestured for everyone to stand aside, then took the well rope and reached into the other end of the well. There seemed to be some unusual activity there; in any case, it was definitely not water.

Just as Blair was trying to pull the rope up, the end of the rope felt light—it snapped.

At the same time, a very ominous feeling suddenly arose in Bly's heart. He quickly loosened the rope and stepped back. The next second, a rustling and water sound came from the well.

How would you describe that day?

On that day, everyone looked up in horror at the hideous tentacles that surged out of the well. They rushed out like a volcanic eruption. At the same time, all the water resources in the town of Cardanon evaporated instantly, the land became cracked, plants became diseased, and locusts swarmed.

Tentacles twisted in people's hearts like a nightmare, then cast a curse.

I can grant all your wishes, but the price is—knowledge.

(End of this chapter)