They all call me the Outer God

"Ah, let me introduce myself. My name is Kensida. Pocherda, a member of the nearby Nightmare Church. We can meet here thanks to our master who loves to weave dreams.

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It was He who guided me to find you and solve your dream problems."

"Now we should sincerely praise the master of dreams - Nightmare Bridge, or call Him Lady Nightmare. I hope people will always sing praises to His greatness and beauty in their dreams."

Kensida said, smiling eagerly at the person in front of him.

"There is one more important thing to tell you. Dream catchers can fulfill your wishes, and I am the dream catcher you are looking for."

"In order to achieve your goal and for our happy cooperation, I can eat other people's dreams and then give them to you."

His words made Qiao Bia unable to react for a while: "Wait, wait, why should I believe you, and what did you do to my companion?"

"This person? Of course he fell into an endless nightmare."

Ken Star patted the non-existent dust on his body several times: "Sing praises to nightmares."

"Mystifying, what nightmares have taught me I have never heard of." Qiao Bia took out a gun and pointed it at the person in front of him, but his voice was a little trembling.

"And you said to eat dreams? Why should I believe you? Get out of here with your twisted and dirty beliefs!"

"Another stubborn person..."

Kenstar pressed his brows: "I thought you were interested in dreams and could understand the will of Lady Nightmare, but you just wanted to satisfy your greed and slandered her."

For believers, hearing their believers being slandered is definitely an unforgivable felony.

"Then there is no other way. Since you don't want to believe in the Lady, I can only swallow your dreams and offer them to her.

As for you, you will forever fall into nightmares and search for the almost impossible dreamland by yourself."

As he said this, the man suddenly took off his tight coat. Qiaobia looked at him in horror as he was gradually covered with hard black hair and spikes appeared on his arms.

He opened his mouth wide, the corners of his mouth almost stretched to the root of his head, and Qiaobia saw dense teeth in his mouth.

This man's mouth was full of teeth, and one layer was on top of another. Saliva dripped from the gaps between his teeth, and it was like a spider's silk thread.

This look was not what a normal human should have.

"Help, help--"

Before the man could shout, his eyes rolled up and he fell to the ground. His skin became visibly shriveled.

"Tsk, disgusting taste. If this goes on, the lady will not be satisfied at all."

Kenstar spit on the ground in disgust.

"Haven't you had any new dreams recently?"

...

At night, somewhere in the forest.

Riya watched the flames coming out of little Shival's mouth, and then he spit it out suddenly.

Then, the firewood pile in front of them lit up, and they also felt the rare warmth in this gloomy forest.

Taking this opportunity, Riya took out the map to check the direction. As long as they passed through this jungle, they could reach the densely populated town of Burgess, where the first target person was.

Just looking at the map doesn't reveal more details, so Ria took out another book "Detailed Explanation of Human Geography", which stated that Burgess is a town rich in fruits, the people here are warm and hospitable, and the main belief is the shining sun.

This is normal. All churches in Endles that do not believe in the rising sun are regarded as cults.

The cult of Burgess, that is, the underground church, is specially marked. Foreign tourists have encountered a mysterious organization when they travel here.

They claim that they can change dreams, allowing people to do whatever they want in dreams, and can also explain the impact of dreams on reality, such as analyzing what a person's dream represents.

This organization will first let people experience their project. If the experiencer feels good, they will be taken to a relatively hidden place and forced to believe in a certain existence called "Nightmare Bridge". Usually people will choose to believe in the Nightmare Bridge, and then they can leave here.

This is just written in the book. Many people in this town don't know the existence of this church.

Their organization is not large, and compared with the underground churches that Leah has seen, the behavior of the Nightmare Church is more like a child playing house.

But Leah still did not relax his vigilance. After all, the records in the books cannot be used as a complete reference, not to mention that the authority of this god seems to be a "nightmare".

Maybe His home court is not in reality at all, but in dreams.

"It seems that I can visit His believers when I have time, and I hope they can help me solve my own troubles."

Leah used a branch to stir the fire, watching the fire burning more and more vigorously, and sighed.

He has tried to find the dreamland during this period, but each time ended in failure. Most of the time, he just stared at those employees in his dreams, and some employees even had no eyes.

"Dreams are very abstract things. If the Plague Knight is really hiding in the dreamland, it will be bad for everyone."

"It is indeed bad."

James appeared quietly on the other side of the fire, and the lens reflected the firelight.

He stretched out his hand to warm himself up to the fire, but because the distance was too close, his gloves caught fire directly. Even so, Doctor Bird's Beak did not make any cry.

The flame suddenly grew larger and then extinguished.

Riya glanced at him: "Doctor, aren't you going to play ball?"

James chuckled: "I haven't been feeling good recently. It's interesting to come and see your work occasionally. How about it? Do you have any new discoveries?"

Ria mentioned to James the suspicion that the Plague Knight might haunt the Dreamland, but he felt that this possibility was not big.

"The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and the Dreamland are almost incompatible with each other, but we cannot relax our vigilance because of this. After all, that place is also an area connected to many spaces. Through it, it is not impossible to reach the location of the Plague Knight."

James analyzed this, and then looked at Riya: "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."

Riya pointed to the tree next to her: "You can chew the bark."

"I'm really hungry."

"Oh well."

Ria took out a bunch of raw vegetables for James, hoping that he could use them to lose weight, but James refused to refuse and quickly stuffed those vegetables into his stomach.

"I know what you're up to, Kercha, you want to play Dreamcatcher.

But the risk is really too great, and I can't really stop you from performing whatever you want to do. For the sake of my own performance, I will follow you during this period to avoid problems for you. "

Riya was a little surprised: "You actually have such a dedicated day."

"What nonsense is this? I have been the Doctor of the Year for several consecutive years. How can I stop it here?"

The epidemic doctor pointed at Ria: "You want to cut off my professional title? You are too young."

As he spoke, he crushed the potato and stuffed it into the mask, and Dria couldn't help but look away.

"You usually wash your mask, right?"

James: "Hey."

Riya: "..."

He finally couldn't bear it anymore and threw James into the nearby river with his tentacles, and left here in the dark.

The next day, Riya, who finally arrived in Burgess Town, checked in at the hotel. In fact, she only needed to pay money and no excessive identification was required at all.

Money is the best passport here.

After doing all this, he followed the street number and went to visit the target he was looking for.

"Let me take a look. No. 59 Bessine Street, Mr. Jobbia's house, should be right here."

"Ding dong——"

The young man rang the doorbell, and soon someone came to open the door.

The other person was a very tall man, wearing a white coat with a strange pattern. After Riya looked at the pattern for a moment, he realized that the pattern looked like a woman making knitting movements.

The man's voice was dull and revealed imperceptible anger, as if something good had been interrupted, and Riya also smelled an inconspicuous smell of blood on his body.

"Who are you?"

"Good morning, I am a reporter who came to visit Mr. Jobia. The article he once sent to Mr. Falmanf won an award. The editor of our newspaper needs to ask him to give an acceptance speech and talk about something by the way. Interviews with book readers.

Excuse me, are you Mr. Jobbia? "

Seeing that Riya's expression didn't look fake and that she didn't look threatening, Kensida relaxed her vigilance.

"I'm Qiaobia. If you have any questions, just ask me."

"Is it convenient to come in and talk?"

"Come in and treat yourself as your own home."

He had already packed up those people and thrown them into the basement warehouse. It didn't matter if he answered the reporter's questions, even though the reporter's clothes did not match the reporter in his impression.

But so what, even if this person is a fake reporter, can he still be threatened?

"What do you want to ask? I can answer it."

Kensida poured tea for Riya, looking warm and hospitable, and Riya also behaved very politely, without making anyone feel the slightest bit unhappy.

"Thank you. A kind person like you will definitely receive God's favor."

Riya took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and skillfully took out a pen and paper.

"It's like this. The editor of our newspaper is keen on the extraordinary. As the person in charge of the extraordinary column, he always believes that the extraordinary has always existed. After reading Mr. Falmanf's book, he even wanted to edit a few articles. Big news to prove that the dreamland is real.

Regardless of public opinion or reality, I hope you, sir, can give your opinion on the fantasy world... I have edited the previous paragraphs, and I will just write that more and more people have common dreams in recent years - "

Kensida looked at Riya: "Do you also believe in the existence of that place?"

"Me? I haven't been there. Maybe I won't know until I go there."

"To be honest, I have been having very similar dreams recently. The content of each dream is in the same area. Could this be a sign..."

"It's a sign."

Kensida nodded and looked at Riya with a serious face: "Whether you believe it or not, transcendence really exists, and I can see that you are burdened with a curse."

"I can save you. You are a lucky young man. Depending on your age, maybe you are an intern working in a newspaper office in a certain school. You are such a poor kid. Let me help you."

"Help me?" Riya's expression seemed to suddenly see a liar.

"You also know that I am a loyal reader of Falmanf. I have been to the Dreamland, so I resonated with him a lot when I read his book.

His book mentioned a bridge, which refers to the passage connecting reality and the Dreamland, and that is where the gods live.

He can solve your dream problems, young man, do you really not want to see God?

The report of seeing God is much more interesting than any fan interview, and He can also relieve your nightmare troubles."

"This..." Liya hesitated, but at the same time she was a little curious, "Is there really a god living in dreams? Not a legend?"

"Of course, I am His faithful believer, and as a As His executor, I can solve your dream troubles for you now, and it is guaranteed to be effective. "

"But it sounds a bit fake, and will it be dangerous? "

"There is no danger. Believe me, I will never lie to you young people who have just entered the society. That goes against my conscience. "

As he said, he suddenly stretched out his palm in front of Leah and induced: "You see, you are sleepy now. The tea just now has some sleep-inducing effects.

Let me observe your dreams. Don't resist. Believe me, and believe in the existence of the nightmare bridge. "

"Relax."

Kenstar looked at the increasingly cloudy eyes of the young man in front of him, sneered, and knew that Leah had been successfully hypnotized.

What he had to do next was to eat the dream of the person in front of him, and then sacrifice the dream to that existence.

"My beautiful and great lady, I believe you will soon weave our gate, and then I can see you and kiss your arm-"

His face turned unnatural red, and then hard black fluff grew on his body, and layers of teeth appeared in his mouth.

Just as he was rubbing his hands together and preparing to enjoy the upcoming delicacy, a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

The man was very fat, dressed in black, with a bird-beak mask on his head. As soon as he appeared, he couldn't wait to pour a pot of tea from the frame of the mask into the mask.

"Kercha, what are you doing?"

"Is this little dream catcher worth your delay for so long?"

What is a little dream catcher, what is this person talking about.

Kensida thought belatedly, but the dream had already begun and he couldn't stop it at all.

Gradually, he finally realized what appeared beside him.

Plague doctor!!!

The plague doctor appeared here, which means--

Before Kensida could react more, it became pitch black in front of his eyes. He saw a world he had never seen before, and then many terrifying images came into his mind at once.

Countless people who lost their facial features, angels with six wings and tentacles, slugs covered with thorns, huge fishmen, groups of zombies who kept shouting in the mud, beetles that made terrifying noises from their mouths.

The black ocean replaced the sky, and in the mirror image of the sea water, a huge sun with strange light appeared.

Cracks appeared on the ground, and countless scarlet spiders crawled out from the bottom, looking up and staring at him.

Thank you for your support. The author was so moved that he ran to write a long outline, which can even support meme 4. The next plot direction feels very interesting. I hope you like it.