They all call me an Outer God.

At the critical moment of life and death, the War Knight slowly raised his head, which was covered in heavy armor. He roared, clenched his fists, and launched a final charge at the head of the black dragon with his last bit of strength.

However, things don't always go as planned, and Schwarz easily dodged the attack.

It opened its enormous maw, and extraordinary energy once again swirled within it. In the next instant, white flames erupted once more.

This time, the flames gave the War Knight no chance; they mercilessly devoured him, instantly engulfing him in their devastation.

The War Knight's struggles gradually faded away, his figure standing out starkly in the flames. Even in the face of destruction, he remained upright, using his greatsword to support himself and refusing to fall.

The black dragon stared calmly into its golden eyes. Since the other party was unwilling to lie down and face death, it was willing to give it enough respect. However, sometimes, it couldn't help but start to think.

Was the War Knight's death a little too simple?
The wars taking place everywhere provided the driving force for His actions, yet He fell, and the wars were far from over.

Just as Schwarz noticed something was amiss, something completely unexpected happened—

The knight in the white flames slowly raised his head. The space beside him was torn apart by a special force, and then a hand reached out and forcefully grabbed the neck of the body, dragging it toward the crack.

The crack was able to bite through the incredibly hard armor like a gaping maw of an abyss. Unknown metal fragments scattered from the bottom of the crack, which grew larger and larger. Finally, a huge, bloated, completely black human figure emerged from it, its eyes emitting a chilling light.

[Hungry...so hungry—]

With His appearance, this thought inevitably arose in the hearts of everyone in the world.

The shadowy creature greedily devoured the war, but after a brief moment of doubt, Swarth decided not to give it another chance. The white flames, enough to boil everything, once again swept towards the creature. The shadowy creature initially didn't take the attacks seriously, and opened a huge mouth on its belly to try to swallow the flames.

But just as the flames drew infinitely close, He suddenly abandoned the idea and instead used space to transfer the flames to an unknown space. The next second, the land on the other side of the space began to burn with an inextinguishable, deep white fire.

The shadowy figure continued to devour the body, and no matter how many attacks it suffered, it easily neutralized them by using spatial teleportation. Swarth's eyes suddenly became terrifyingly fierce, and the concentration of the mist around him even increased to a tangible level.

The hidden golden eye, attached to numerous ferocious tentacles, forcefully wrapped around the edge of the spatial rift, stitching it shut.

Upon seeing this, the shadowy figure revealed a look of surprise. The next second, it saw the black dragon spit out strong acid, attacking it. The acid was extremely corrosive, and in an instant, it corroded the shadowy figure's body surface, creating gaps like cheese.

This is the first time anyone has been able to harm Him.

The shadowy figure suddenly laughed. Even so, it continued to eat until it finished the last bite. Its body surface returned to normal, only to be pierced again by the hideous tentacles.

[Fog, so thick you can't see your hand in front of your face... It smells awful.]

You remind me of something ominous, and you yourself seem to possess a quality that doesn't belong to this dimension.

What brings you here?

"Survival of the fittest is the only way for nature. Our arrival is a test for humanity. Even if they all perish, it only proves their lack of loyalty to His Majesty the Radiant Sun. We will keep to ourselves and ask that you not interfere with us."

The shadowy figure tried to communicate with Swarth, but Swarth didn't want to listen to his rambling.

Its current emotions are clearly abnormal. Perhaps it hasn't had a fight with anyone for a long time, and releasing too much energy at once has completely corrupted its mind with instinct, leaving only destruction and annihilation in its mind.

Oh, and there's also Lia, that's something we can't forget.

It didn't care what the pest in front of it was muttering to itself; it just wanted to kill it!
“Give up. Mythical creatures are just mythical creatures. How can you expect them to have humanity? These kids are incredibly willful.” During the standoff, a white figure suddenly appeared above the huge black figure, smiling: “You agree, right, Knight? As a knight, you must abide by the code of chivalry. Don’t try to reason with these mindless creatures.”

Lilith...

"Oh dear! You actually remember me after you removed the curse seal, which means my summoning didn't turn out too badly."

Lilith sat atop the Famine Knight's head, pulled out her staff, and pointed it at Swarth: "Hello, nice to meet you—the new Dragon God, the Dragon of the End. But why do you look like an abandoned child?"

"Are you sad?" He asked.

“I can feel your anger and your sadness. It’s all because of your cold, inhuman, and irresponsible father… If I could help you bring him down from his high and mighty position as an observer, would you be any happier?”

"Roar—"

Swarth continued to growl, but Lilith was, after all, an archangel known as the "Fallen Witch," who was almost a false god. The seductive power of her words was rampant. As long as one grasped her inner weakness, dealing with a mindless creature would be more than enough.

"Shh... Don't worry. It's a parent's duty to love and care for their children. You don't need to worry about him disappearing. As long as that golden divine spark in the sky is still watching over the earth, he can't possibly disappear."

Swarth gradually calmed down and stared at Lilith with suspicion. To be honest, seeing Lilith gave it a sense of familiarity, a feeling that was almost identical to the one it had when it met the white-robed man.

The strange thing is that Schwarz had absolutely no intention of attacking them.

"Good boy."

Lilith praised the mythical creature before her, then waved her staff, and a huge, dark golden sacrificial circle instantly appeared on the ground. She then lowered her head and clasped her hands together as if praying to some being.

He sang—

[The supreme soul whispering in the depths of darkness]

[A wanderer who witnesses the decadent world and its intoxicating allure]

[The embodiment of desire, a dark truth that reconstructs nihilistic bliss and bestows upon decadent pleasure]

We sing praises of desire.

[A Gift of Gold]

Praise be to the Lord of Trade

"Your humble follower begs to make a deal with you, promising with his own soul and flesh that the covenant will never be broken."

"God who rules over trade, faceless chaos, plague, and war, I beg for your arrival in exchange for the power of famine!!!"

Upon hearing this, the Famine Knight beneath Lilith's body widened his eyes in astonishment: "!!?"

(End of this chapter)