They all call me the Outer God

But this leg is useless, I am quite lucky.

Evander patted his empty blanket of unknown fabric.

So, this person had already used it when he used his finger to move the coin just now. Is this also telling himself that he wants to know the true answer to things?

This price is too high.

"You don't have to do this. I only need to use one eyeball with these things, and the eyeball can continue to grow after it is gone."

"I have never thrown away my eyes, I can't imagine how painful it is, I just want to ask, don't you feel pain?

Anyway, it doesn't hurt that I lost my legs, these two legs are purely for display, maybe I can take this opportunity to change a prosthesis."

Evander said so, but the empty part of the blanket strangely emerged with an arc, and Leah saw that it was like a huge bubble sticking to the new limb, and the limb became more and more complete and larger.

After a few "jigujigu" sounds, a new leg appeared, and the leg seemed to have never left there, as if everything that happened before was an illusion.

"Look, I said it was a small matter."

Evander smiled and put the pipe back into his mouth, but Leah seemed to see a tentacle-like object emerging from under the blanket, making a "snap" sound on the ground, but it was quickly retracted.

Now Leah really couldn't ignore his identity.

"Are you also a patient?"

"I'm not."

"Then..."

"My identity is an absolute secret, and most people who are qualified to know are dead, so I don't recommend you to ask this question, Kercha.

Now for your illness, let's talk about your recent dreams. What did you dream about?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Leah immediately thought of the blood-red silk threads, the plush spiders that were bigger than his face, and a group of eyeballs wearing human clothes talking.

He didn't know if he could trust Evander, but lying was definitely not a good idea now.

So Leah answered honestly. After listening to his words, Evander smiled: "You haven't told me the key part yet."

"...Forget it, I don't want to expose your inner pain point."

"Do you know what the followers of the Crimson Mother are? Legend has it that when He really comes, the sky will be covered with dense spider webs, and spiders that look like humans will raise their limbs to welcome His coming.

The pure white moon is like a web nest laid by a spider. When the mother nest breaks, the huge Crimson will cast His gaze on the earth."

"The reason why those existences are indescribable is that they cannot be seen, spoken, or thought. Even if you don't know their real names, just thinking about their names will make them look at you.

The thoughts of the disordered are too sensitive and eye-catching. The probability of you being targeted is much greater than that of normal people.

You can think of it as thinking about them during the day and dreaming at night. If you think about them, they will naturally appear. Isn't this your wish?"

Leah: "No, my initial wish was just to ask the shining sun to let me sleep peacefully. Stable. "

"Haha, the radiant sun, that kind of thing is also worthy of your trust.

I'll tell you the truth, little Riya, now all the gods, I mean all - are essentially extraordinary beings, that is something we cannot understand, and a huge source of pollution that cannot be digested. "

Ivander turned the wheelchair: "Some of them are revered, and some are despised. In essence, it is people's self-love. These guys have no empathy.

Just like you find an ant holding sesame seeds close to you, you think it's interesting, and then give it a bigger food, or pinch it to death with your nails, which are all instinctive reactions of your body.

Maybe you will pinch the ant to death before your brain reacts... In short, to return to normal, we need to gradually start by reducing contact with them. "

"First, you must stop using the body parts of mythical creatures to sacrifice to any god unless you have to. "

Hearing this, little Shival suddenly emerged from Riya's flesh and blood and stared at Ivander, slowly opening his mouth to reveal sharp teeth and a glowing throat.

"Roar————"

It growled at Evander, but Evander turned his head and laughed: "This guy is still not happy."

"Go back." Leah patted its head, and little Shiwaer suddenly looked aggrieved. Tears appeared in its eyes, and its feathers drooped, looking like it was about to die.

"Still pretending to be pitiful. None of the creatures created by Scarlet are good, let alone mythical creatures.

Hey, little Leah, do you want to guess what race this guy is? Its race has never been associated with generosity and kindness, and it is said that these creatures have disappeared for a long time, and no one can find any trace of them in time.

These guys are the highest embodiment of life, unrecognized existence, and the embodiment of filth and evil."

"If you ask me, let me help you get rid of this guy now, your illness will be at least half cured."

Leah probably knew what the creature Evander mentioned was, but no matter how you look at it now, little Shiwaer is just a round-headed, four-clawed owl, and it hasn't done anything too wrong now.

Even often, Leah needed it to solve dangers for her.

"I am sure I can control it and won't let it do anything unnecessary."

As he said this, the young man pressed the mythical creature back into his body, and the tentacles and eyeballs filled the gap in his flesh.

Evander showed an inexplicable look in his eyes: "You can't bear to let this guy go?"

"This thing treats you like a parent and uses chemicals to induce you to like it, but you can't really fall into its trap. Children who are useless and may even bring disaster should be erased when necessary."

"Ria, you can't coddle this monster like this."

"This is not doting. I am very aware of the harm caused by mythical creatures, but I cannot lose it."

"This is my personal request. Let poor Sval go free, Mr. Evander. I am willing to bear any consequences for this decision."

"You..." Evander suddenly realized something, "Do you use it as a support point?"

Riya nodded: "This is the safest decision. After all, this guy has a part of me in his body, and I can trust it."

Trusting Swale is safer than trusting anything.

"...Keercha, Kelcha." Evander really didn't know what to say to Riya.

He knew that he couldn't attack the mythical creatures casually now, otherwise Riya would definitely fight him desperately. If not, he would fall ill directly without spiritual support, and it would be possible for him to die and mutate on the spot.

Evander did not support it, but he respected Riya's decision. He did not want to have a quarrel with the young man in front of him, so he immediately changed the topic after realizing that Riya was unhappy.

"The group of people dancing outside are really ugly. They have no artistic talent at all."