They all call me the Outer God

Chapter 503 Shabniolas

Lilia bent her eyes and suddenly released the transformation and returned to her original appearance.

"Answer me, who am I?"

Who am I? Riya asked this question to more than one person. He thought he would not be surprised no matter what answer he heard. But at this time, the existence in the darkness was silent for a moment, but threw another question to him. A question.

[What you want to ask is, is it the past, present, or future you? 】

"Is there any difference?" Riya's mind was full of doubts.

【No】

Riya: "..."

[Logically speaking, the past is yours, the present is yours, and the future is yours, no matter how you change, you will always be you]

[Then who do you think you are now? Is it a fallen witch, a trade lord, a faceless god, or something else——】

"Please do not distort the topic, great mother goddess."

Riya is struggling to fight against the pollution from the unknown: "You clearly know that is not what I want to ask. What I want is the truth that you have worked so hard to cover up."

"A piece of truth about [me], what kind of role am I in your script, why do you have to work so hard to insert my soul into the godhead, and why am I the one who survives."

"Those people in Hephaestus said that as long as I die, the godhead will be an ownerless and unconscious thing, and it will all belong to them. To be honest, as long as they want to, they can kill me with their own methods, but they Not really."

"It was a good show. They seemed to be having a lot of fun with me. They were so happy that they thought I couldn't tell what they were worried about. I used your authority to tease them and they weren't too angry. It seemed like [I ]’s role is far more important than I thought.”

Riya laughed softly a few times. In the void, it seemed that billions of golden eyes opened and looked at the Lord in the darkest place: "So, please allow me to ask the question who am I?" ”

At that moment, the master even felt a little regretful, regretting that he should not have cast his gaze in this direction.

It's normal for the Hephaestus not to kill Leah. It's not so much that they don't kill, but rather that they don't dare to kill.

The black goat regretted it. Those black and white lines quickly faded and were about to disappear. At this time, Riya, standing on the huge tentacle, suddenly sneered.

"Are you going to violate the contract? Since I have summoned your attention, it means that our trade has begun. Now you cannot leave easily if you want to-"

As he spoke, the golden light in Riya's eyes suddenly dimmed. He stretched out his hand towards the sky, and a scale suddenly appeared.

The black feather was used as a weight and landed lightly on the right end of the scale. There was nothing on the left side. Logically speaking, the feather had almost no weight and could not weigh down the scale. However, the fact was that it pressed downwards without any hindrance.

It was also at this time that the black and white lines of the eyes were replaced by golden ones, and the void in the sky was also filled with golden pupils. The shape of the tentacles on the ground became more and more ferocious, and they rushed towards Liya like crazy to wrap him up. , forming a cocoon-like thing.

Not long after, the black cocoon burst.

Among them, Riya, wearing a black robe with gold patterns, walked out. The edges of the black robe fluttered like black flames, exuding a terrifying aura. Everything he touched quickly dried up and turned into pitch black gold.

At this moment, Ria and Swale have completely merged into each other. He is the real mist, the real master of trade——

"I wonder if I have the means to keep you here?"

Although it was only Meme Three now, and it was obvious that he would probably die if he faced the Mother Goddess head-on, the black shadow still moved his hands on the Supreme Mother Goddess without hesitation. The strong wind blew, and Riya's cane instantly turned into a long sword and came back. Split, forming fifteen hundred Damocles swords emitting golden light suspended in the sky.

The tip of the sword points straight into nothingness.

The dark shadow on the ground spreads its arms, like the most devout believer, but also like the most indulgent betrayer.

"You have no option to leave now."

In the void, the godhead casts his gaze towards this place.

"You only have two choices."

"Kill me, or tell me the truth."

"But - you may have to choose the second one, because I should make the decision on the first one."

As he spoke, a Sword of Damocles hovered above Ria's head.

"Of course I know that to you supreme beings, my behavior is nothing more than a clown, but clowns should also have their own dignity.

I count to three. If you don't make a choice, the sword on my head will automatically land on top of my head, and the other swords will arrive at you regardless of time and space.

At that time, the godhead on your head will be left to you to deal with. Whether it will self-destruct at that moment or whatever, this is beyond my control. "

After he finished speaking, he clearly felt that the oppression that was falling on him was getting heavier and heavier. It was obvious that the one above the darkness was angry at this time. Coria couldn't control that, and the so-called pollution would be gone. Absorbed by the cloak, it became his nourishment.

Riya seems to be threatening, but in fact he is delaying time. The more pollution he bears, the greater his ability will be. In other words, this is a sure-profit deal.

Because the strength of the two was too strong, Ria had vaguely heard the tearing sound of space. He knew that he had made the right bet. Although this building was powerful as a mysterious object, it could not resist such powerful memory images.

Besides, who can guarantee that the existence above the head is just an image, and not a true god that appears across memory and time and space.

"Three..."

The teasing in Riya's eyes became more serious.

"Two."

"One!"

With a "swish", the sword of Damocles fell down with a thumping force, and was about to kill him with a monstrous force. At this moment, when the sword was only a fingertip away from Riya, it was suddenly shattered and turned into nothingness.

Including the remaining 1,499 giant swords, their fate was the same.

And with this action, the black and white lines became dimmer, and were infinitely close to disappearing.

[……]

Riya seemed to hear a sigh, as if a certain existence finally compromised.

He said slowly——

[You in the past, you in the present, and you in the future are all you]

[You were in the past, you are in the present, and you will be in the future]

[Riya Kelcha, huh... I am really not good at dealing with people, never mind, it doesn't matter anymore]

[Since you want to hear it, let me tell you a true story]

After the master delivered this message to Riya, Riya's consciousness also sank at this moment, and his vision changed.

He found himself in a cafe, wearing a waiter's outfit, and holding a tray in his hand, on which were two cups of steaming coffee.

Not far away, a lady in a professional suit was sitting quietly in her seat, with her hair as black as the starry sky and reaching the floor.