They all call me the Outer God

Em hadn't noticed it at first, but he soon discovered that many huge tentacles suddenly appeared on the sea.

"Guwu——"

Those things appeared from the bottom of the sea like giant octopuses, and then hunted the mermaids who were wailing.

"Where is this? I want to go home!!! I will never go near the sea again!!!" Em covered his head and looked around in extreme panic, and the more he looked, the more terrified he became.

He seemed to have strayed into a forest of giant tentacles, but now a layer of white mist rose from the sea, and the golden light passed through the mist, as if countless monsters were staring at him, ready to kill him.

Em's fear finally broke through the physiological limit, and he suddenly had the strength to stand up and ran towards the other side of the island, his ears still filled with the mermaids' wailing when facing death.

This scene was no different from hell for him.

"Is there anyone who can save me? If someone can save me, I will do anything for you!"

"God, no matter which god it is - come and save me!!!!"

At that moment, he thought he was dead, but soon, he saw another figure on the island.

It was a man dressed as an entrepreneur. Judging from his appearance, he was no more than 20 years old. He was dressed in black and stood there leisurely with a cane in his hand, looking at the scenery. When he saw him coming, he just turned back gently.

"Sorry, I didn't expect someone to come to such a remote place in the middle of the night. Did you scare you?"

Riya expressed his apologies to the other party, and when he turned around, the golden eyes on his face instantly made Em understand that this was not a normal person.

He was even more desperate, but compared to the many tentacles, Riya obviously looked easier to talk to.

After thinking again and again, Em still spoke: "What on earth are those?"

When it comes to this topic, Riya's face showed some helplessness: "It's mine... um, child."

He has found that the recently summoned tentacles have become more and more active, while little Shival has been sleeping.

From the origin, they are one thing, and those tentacles are part of Little Shival, but since they fought against Red Moon, their power has been agitated like crazy.

Riya was a little worried that if this continued, a third consciousness would suddenly split out, but his worry was obviously unnecessary. These tentacles were just responsible for venting its energy when the main body was asleep.

"Maybe praying to Red Moon will have results. Red Moon must know what it is."

In this way, Riya decided to release all the summons while luring the mermaids, letting them play on behalf of Little Shival.

They communicate with the memories of mythical creatures, which is equivalent to Little Shival coming out to play.

"You call those things children!?"

"Isn't it cute?"

"This is not the same thing at all, how can you-"

Em couldn't find the words to describe his mood at this moment. He felt that the brain circuits of the young man in front of him were completely on the same level, and they didn't even have the same worldview.

Besides, those messy tentacles that were taller than the lighthouse, where was it cute! ?

Seeing that the man was getting more and more impatient, Riya stopped teasing him. The young man directly conjured a Sval coin out of thin air, threw it in the air, and caught it with one hand.

"This is a lucky coin. It can help you leave here."

"Are you kidding me?" Em's expression was a little doubtful. No matter how he looked at it, it was just an ordinary metal coin, and it was the lowest denomination one.

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"I guarantee in my name that if you take it, you can leave here safely, and you can also brag about this legendary experience to your friends. Listen to me, my friend, you can survive here, which is a legend in itself."

Em's eyes gradually wavered, and he no longer cared about Riya's weirdness, and stepped forward to take the coin.

The moment the coin was in his hand, he suddenly felt that the color of the golden eyes on the face of the young man in front of him was distorted a little bit.

"Take this thing, Shival will take you away, but in accordance with the principle of trade, I want you to tell me the prayer of the Scarlet Mother. I don't think you will say that you don't know it, right... Scarlet believers."

From the beginning, Leah tried to turn some mermaids into his believers to find some Scarlet believers drifting on the sea and bring them here, because this place is wide enough, and today's moon is very bright, it is a good time to sacrifice to Scarlet.

Although Leah had offended Him before, it did not prevent him from continuing to sacrifice to Him, and I believe that the Scarlet Mother would not mind his disrespect.

Now their bodies have no consciousness and thinking, only instincts, and it doesn't matter who they sacrifice to. It just depends on who their believers are and what price He asks for.

The price of sacrificing to Scarlet is the death of the sacrificer, which is a bit risky, but Leah still wants to take the risk and try it. If successful, then the problem of little Shival can be solved. If it fails-

He wants to see if his fate is strong enough.

Death is common when dealing with these beings.

"You said the Crimson Mother... What Crimson Mother? I don't..."

Em hesitated at that moment, and he spoke hesitantly. It was obvious that being a Crimson believer was the biggest secret he kept, and he didn't know how the person in front of him suddenly knew it.

Could it be that there was a mark of the red moon pattern on his shoulder? No one should know it.

Thinking like this, Em was determined not to betray his beloved Mother Goddess, but the next second, he suddenly thought, if he refused trade, would the Lord of Trade be angry.

No, he couldn't disobey trade.

"Praise trade, I will tell you everything I know without reservation, in order to praise your incomparable nobility."

As Em said this, he was about to chant the eulogy of the Scarlet Mother in front of Leah, but Leah asked him to stop, and then handed him the diary that he usually used to record some messy things, and asked him to write down the eulogy.

There are certain risks in chanting the eulogy of the gods randomly, and if it is written, the risk will be reduced.

Moreover, although the diary is called a diary, Leah has no habit of writing a diary. He simply treats it as a memorandum and writes whatever he thinks of.

For example, it writes the types, habits, products that can be looted, and estimated prices of extraordinary creatures.

"Swish..."

At this time, the tentacles in the sea area also quieted down. They all disappeared back into the shadows of the seabed. The breeze blew through the jungle on the island, making rustling sounds.

Leah held a kerosene lamp to help Em light up so that he could write the content of the sacrificial text better, but Em's hands were shaking at this time.

"The Scarlet Mother is a murderous monster. She is the god of death! She will throw our souls into hell!!!"