They all call me the Outer God

"Praise the wind and the abyss, praise the god of fertility.

"Is the 'my Lord' you are talking about..."

"Just what you think."

The werewolf blinked a few times, and suddenly realized who Leah was referring to, and then he was furious.

"You bastard! You don't believe in Him at all, and your words are a complete blasphemy to Him!"

Darenya's pupils shrank very small, and she had to emphasize every word even if she endured severe pain all over her body: "And that is my Lord! I take back my previous idea, you are just a robber! Bandit!"

"Thank you for the compliment. "

The black merchant Liya said so.

The winding tentacles bit into the werewolf's fur fiercely, like countless iron wires constantly tightening, no matter how the prey struggled, it would not move.

Darenya's eyeballs were almost squeezed out of the skull by the huge force.

She glanced around and saw the bighead fish crawling on the wall. The bighead fish that were supposed to obey her were now pouring into the room from downstairs.

They were everywhere, and could even climb up along the pipes of the bathroom drain.

"Pah!" "Pah! "

The bighead fish crawled from the pit of the toilet to the seat, then turned over and fell to the ground, crawling on the floor and the door, staring at her with human eyes and faces.

Darenya suddenly realized that Riya might be more resourceful than she thought. The bighead fish were completely out of her control, and no matter how she ordered, it was useless.

The patients of Meme Nine could not have such means.

Darenya was scared, but soon, she couldn't even express this emotion, because her body had been completely corroded into a pile of fur and rotten bones.

The wet fishman climbed onto the wreckage, and Riya also retracted his tentacles, covered his arm injury with an unpredictable look, and sat back on the bed.

"Just ran away like this? People are so psychologically fragile nowadays. ”

The werewolf’s ability is “transformation”. She can transform into other things, or make other things transform into herself.

The housekeeper that Riya just talked to on the intercom is probably the one who was possessed by the werewolf. Now the werewolf’s consciousness has left, and only a pile of large fishman skeletons remain on the ground.

“After all, she has existed for hundreds of years, and she has some tricks. After this friendly exchange, she shouldn’t bother me easily again.

For example, she can dismember me while I’m sleeping, and bury the body parts in the southeast, northwest, and northeast… Although it’s not easy for me to die, forget it. It hurts just thinking about it, and there’s no guarantee that I will actually die successfully. "

If the ending is really like that, Leah would rather die.

He turned his head to look at the little Shival who was torn into two halves outside the door. When the little Shival found that the host was looking at him, he no longer wasted time connecting his body.

The two halves of the body turned into two identical feather balls, but much smaller, and pounced on Leah, and drove out all the big-headed fish by the way, just like driving away cockroaches and bedbugs.

"Gu——"

After they did all this, one jumped onto the bed and tucked in its front paws like a cat, while the other cleaned up the remains of the fishman on the ground bit by bit, just like a conscientious cleaner.

"We have to make sure that the wolf won't come to cause trouble again at night."

Leah took out a notebook and wrote on it with a brass pen, intending to clear up his recent thoughts and make plans for tomorrow's crisis.

He listed more than a dozen possible development routes, and finally circled all these routes and connected them to a word.

→

"Death. "

Riya looked at the underlined word and suddenly thought of something.

"Humans are social animals. Fighting alone when they are weak is undoubtedly the most stupid choice."

Before, Style told Riya that he could contact him if he met a werewolf. Riya was reluctant to let others live in confusion at this juncture, hiding in the tavern and doing nothing.

"Idiot memes are not imitation waste. Since they exist, there must be a reason for them. "

"Being isolated in one place will not suddenly produce new memes, especially on rainy days, everyone should go out for fresh air."

This is all for Style's good, and I believe that friend will understand him.

Riya figured it all out, tore a blank page from the book, and wrote down what he saw and heard on the paper, and mentioned the werewolf by the way.

After doing this, he wrapped the paper into strips and tied it to the front paws of the small mythical creature beside him.

"Go and send a letter to the Baixel Tavern. The recipient you have seen is the prophet. "

"Gu? "

The little guy raised his paw and looked at the note on his paw. When he saw Ria standing up, he immediately flew onto his arm. After Ria opened the window, he jumped and disappeared into the rain.

"It's okay to let it go, it's the first time for it to go far away."

Ria watched the figure of the mythical creature flying away, and inexplicably had a bad premonition, and even began to worry about it.

"..."

He stared at the one on the ground that was feasting. Little Sval II didn't move, with his ear feathers erected and a look of "I don't know, I'm just a mythical creature", which made Ria give up asking it anything.

The key now is his arm.

He calmed down and found that his bones seemed to be broken again. He could only rely on those tentacles and eyes to slowly repair it.

In line with the habit of not wasting resources, he looked at the couple standing blankly by the window and exchanged his stored fish eggs with them for faith.

Riya saved a lot of fish eggs, but only a small part of them hatched. These fish eggs became the perfect currency for the Great Fish Festival, and almost no one could resist a few fish eggs.

"Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times, and fish eggs in even more troubled times."

Riya put the couple's hands in a posture of stretching their palms forward, placed fish eggs in their hands and asked them to believe in him.

The next second, he saw the two turn around, from facing the direction of the Church of the Sun to facing him, and they would turn wherever Riya went.

This made Riya feel uncomfortable, and he decided to go back to his room to stay out of sight and out of mind. His arms and spine hurt so much after he relaxed that Riya almost thought he was eighty years old when he stood up.

"Collecting faith can relieve some pain, but it's better for me to sleep."

Riya made up his mind and went back to 301 to sleep. The couple kept watching him until he closed the door and left, and turned off the lights for them before leaving.

No one noticed that in the dark, the couple's skin was covered with silvery fluorescence, which continued to spread like fish skin.

Back in his room, Riya put on a light nightgown and collapsed on the bed. Little Swar II used his tentacles to heat up coffee for him and handed it to him.

He was a little helpless: "Coffee is refreshing, you are so afraid that I will fall asleep."