They all call me the Outer God

Hearing this question, Riya nodded.

From the Black Pharaoh's argument, Tabalf is indeed an extremely lucky guy. He was born rich, became a noble, became a monarch, and became an angel. It seems that everything happened naturally. He even married a beautiful woman who was transformed by the incarnation of the Pillar God.

But what if all this was deliberately arranged by the incarnation?

Riya had to admit that Tabalf was actually a very unlucky angel.

After seeing Riya's reaction, the "Black Pharaoh" in front of him smiled. His face and figure were extremely charming, and his voice was indescribably charming. No wonder Tabalf was so fascinated by Him.

"I feed on chaos, which is the source of my power. Whenever we perform such a prank and reveal the result, we can feel the ultimate joy. Haha... This feeling is really wonderful-"

The dark-skinned woman chuckled and stretched out her fingers to wipe the corners of her eyes to reveal the glittering golden makeup. Her cat-like green eyes were filled with extreme malice, like the most seductive emerald.

"I'm going to find Him. Do you have any words for me to bring?"

"Say something to him for me, just say... 'There is no obstacle in life that cannot be overcome.'"

Riya's figure continued to shrink, and he merged into a bottomless black fog, and then the black fog dissipated to reveal a young man wearing traditional Barkley clothes at the bottom.

Riya casually put his cane on his waist, and it automatically became a rope tied around his waist.

And little Shival also fluttered his wings and hovered in front of Riya with his front paws extended. Riya thought about it, reached out and clapped his hands with it.

"Gu!"

Little Shival landed on his shoulder very happily.

The old phantoms summoned around disappeared as Riya took off the mask, but the woman transformed by the black pharaoh still stood there with a smile.

He pointed to "Tabalf" who was at a loss because of the loss of the target not far away: "What should I do with this guy?"

"What should I do with it?" Riya also noticed the huge body of the replica, like a sand giant with eight arms. This may be the appearance of the real Tabalf who wanted to transform but failed.

It has no life. If it is not manipulated by Riya, it will not make any movements at all, just like the stone he copied at the beginning.

But it is too wasteful to just throw it away.

"Since I can create it, it is essentially no different from the real Tabalf who has lost his life characteristics, even the crisscross lines on his body are exactly the same.

I think even the god it serves can't recognize the difference between it and Tabalf."

Riya paced on the spot: "If there is a problem with the angel under his seat, his main meme will definitely be angry, which is also a trouble for my actions.

Is there any way to conceal it from the world and completely replace the angel without anyone noticing?"

"Yes! Of course there is!"

The "Black Pharaoh" smiled more and more brightly. This question is simply a professional match for him.

"Why don't I be his angel!"

If this sentence came from someone else, Riya would definitely think that person was drunk and joking, but the person opposite was one of Nyarlathotep's incarnations, and a living incarnation.

Although the incarnation of the god is not as powerful as the original body, it is by no means comparable to the angel. The strength is roughly stable in the range of meme one to meme zero.

According to the strength of the "Black Pharaoh", it is not impossible to deceive the mind of God.

So after getting Riya's affirmation, the "Black Pharaoh" nodded to him, turned around and left with "Tabalf".

Although he said he was taking him, Riya didn't know what method he used to shrink the giant to only the height of a finger. After seeing his figure completely disappear from his sight, Riya covered his head and relaxed for a long time.

"Father, are you okay? The battle just now has caused too much damage to your inspiration. Low inspiration will..."

"Why are you scolding me?" Riya stared at Dales with empty eyes, and this sentence instantly startled Dales.

Because at the moment when Riya asked that question, it felt that Shiwa's tentacles almost crushed it.

"Hehe, just kidding, although you are scolding me from my perspective, I can't tell the difference between reality and this illusion caused by the loss of inspiration."

Riya casually buckled Dales on the side of little Shiwa's head. For it, such a decoration is undoubtedly very suitable.

"When inspiration slowly recovers, these illusions will disappear by themselves. Next, I will talk to the residents of the city about asceticism. Don't scare them in the middle of the process."

Riya tried his best to act normal, but he didn't know that the people who had witnessed his brutal figure had already been in awe of him, and they dared not treat him as a normal person.

So when he returned to the city gate, he saw a large group of people kneeling in front of him, muttering messy prayers.

"Titan, thank you for your salvation and protection-you are finally back, and there will be no slaves among us in the future!"

"Freedom, we are finally free!"

"Praise you, the great giant!"

They all had smiles of being rescued on their faces, and many of them even had tears in their eyes, but in Riya's perspective, those people had hideous faces and kept sneering at him.

"You are a complete lunatic, a scum, you are not welcome here!"

"Monster, why don't you die!"

"You don't have any existence, people like you should not live, there should be no consciousness, you are alive and useful than you!"

"Do you still want to save humans? You are not even humans, no matter whether you are extraordinary or humans, you don't welcome you!

"Go out! Roll out!"

"Go out and roll out and roll out and roll out and roll out and roll out and roll out and roll out !!!"

Listening to these words that kept cursing himself, Riya narrowed his eyes slightly.

When Dalles thought that this person was about to be angry, the young man stroked his chest in front of the people: "Thank you, but you don't need to do such a big gift."

"Our war has not ended. When the real dawn arrives, we don't have any chance of breathing ... Everyone, in the next war, I need the help of all of you.

You will have the opportunity to participate in the god war. "

"Go to death, what junk is you ordered us!?"

Those people stood up while scolding, and Ria looked at each other, and was as gentle to everyone.

He picked up an old woman in front of him, patted the ash on her knee fabric, and the old woman stared viciously at him: "The hateful bug."

"You're welcome."

Ria remembered the residents in Endolus. They did not like to kneel and worship them. From this, they can also see the cultural gap between the two countries, and how deep the monarch's oppression of the people.

"Come with me, everyone, let those who are detained too. We have to discuss how to fight natural disasters. This is related to the survival of everyone."

"Beast! Trash!"

Ria is so gentle with everyone to liberate slaves in the dungeon. He is so kind virtue, and even those criminal prisoners have been given the opportunity to repent.

Dalles and Swall have witnessed all this. Dalles always feels that Ria is weird now. This is very abnormal. People who are inspired by low inspiration will think that there are maliciousness to themselves in the world, and then Can't stop crazy and alienated.

There is no reaction in Kerea.

"Have no side effects on him?"

Dalles tried to communicate with Little Swar: "Don't you think what is wrong with his father now? He seems to have lost the emotion of anger!"

Little Swald's eyes glanced at Ria and "gurgled".

There is nothing wrong, everything is good.

Just like the former He (originally early), everything is good, it likes it very much.

As for emotions? Riya feels that it will naturally show when it is necessary.

Nympho

On the yellow sand, the dust rolled the dried huge wind grass on its surface, and the wind was blown by the wind and the wind made a "click" sound.

Suddenly, the sound of the "click" was louder, and it turned out that it hit the surface of a cactus.

On the back of the cactus, the corpse wrapped in a dried dirty object is pushing the entire body on the branches full of spines, biting it like thirsty, and absorbing the juice.

"So thirsty ... so thirsty!"

Taborf has returned to the gesture -like posture. Now He still has little consciousness. He just wants to return to the place he used to sleep.

But the hot sun is constantly damaging his body through the fabric, making Tabarf feel the desire of "thirst" for the first time after many years.

Thirst should drink water, but where is the large desert there!

There are water in the lizard, water in the camel, and water in the cactus.

Along the way, Taborf didn't know how many creatures he had killed. He dragged long footprints and finally found a cactus with a lot of moisture, when Taborf rushed with joy.

At this time, a strong moisture came in his nasal cavity. I do n’t know when an oasis appeared in the distance. The dense shrubs and coconut trees grew next to the clean water source.

If it is Taborf in the heyday, it will be able to detect the abnormalities, but the current Taborf is full of water.

"Thirst ... Give me water, I'm so thirsty!"

The thin and dry figure jumped down from the huge fairy palm, and regardless of the spikes and waters of the water, the water track was also immersed in yellow sand, running in the direction of the oasis madly, the action was like a sad and fast running. Desert umbrella lizard.

His movement is very fast, for a while, he is close to the water source. Not only is the environment beautiful, he even saw someone who should never appear here.

His beauty, His pet, is also the most popular princess Loccani, the most popular princess.

At this time, Rakani's wear reminds Tabulf's appearance when they were getting along.

The beautiful and very woman has turned the king's favorite makeup, sitting elegantly on a limestone near the lake, their favorite books on their knees, and a bamboo basket king's favorite coconut on the stone. date.

This is the scene when they first met, and those books tell the story of some people in the past desert nations get along with the gods.

"You're thirsty, poor Waltett."

The beautiful woman beckoned to the ugly people and motioned for him to come to herself.

Theoretically speaking, Taborf's consciousness is almost lost. It is impossible for He to recognize that the person in front of him is his wife. He should come forward to kill Him and eat His flesh in simplicity.

But Taborf hesitated after hearing the name "Waltett".

He walked forward cautiously. He had walked towards Lokani in the same way before. Then Lokani was startled. The poor princess was frightened, but the young man who succeeded was laughing happily.

"Hey... hey hey..."

Tabalf began to giggle. Lokani stretched out her hand, and he stretched out his hand to hold his hand. Lokani fed him sweet dates, and he opened his mouth to eat one by one, enjoying it.

As he ate, he lay on Lokani's lap. Lokani read to him, but he didn't understand a word.

"Woset, do you remember how you got your name?" Lokani asked him.

"Book..."

Tabalf pointed at the book slowly. He was not called this name originally. His name was very ordinary, no different from cats and dogs.

"Awesome..." There was a very powerful person named Set in the book that Lokani showed him. He also wanted to be as powerful as that person, so he added a "Wo" in front, which means a person who is more powerful than the name behind.

"Do you still remember your childhood dream?" Lokani asked again.

Tabalf was silent.

He was still young at that time. He knew that his lover was a noble princess, so he wanted to get her no matter what and become someone worthy of her.

Then he succeeded, but unfortunately power is a curse. Everyone will become corrupt and degenerate after gaining power. When Tabalf found out, he could not turn back.

"Lokani... Lokani... How can I..."

How can I become like this now.

"And... you..."

Why are you here? Aren't you dead?

Yes, Lokani's life span is only a short 65 years. He should have been buried long ago. He once promised that he would accompany him after his death, but he failed to do so in the end.

"Lokani...you...blame me, you came to pick me up, I'm sorry..."

"Vossette, you did a good job, no need to blame yourself, listen to me, Vossette...now it's our world for two, no one will disturb us anymore.

Don't think about rights, angels and gods anymore, at this moment, you just belong to me."

"I love you, Vossette."

Listening to the voice of his lover, the moisture that Tabalf had finally absorbed seeped out of his eyes.

"They...all say I'm a lucky guy...but I'm not lucky at all...I'm sorry...you."

"So do you think you're an unlucky guy, Vossette?"