They all call me the Outer God

The prophet's prediction is not nonsense.

The Lord of the Wind and the Abyss may have secretly arranged all this, pretending to be a dead shadow to secretly manipulate his followers and provide him with a delicious meal.

As for the success of Leah's sacrifice, it is probably because He only cares about the food at the moment, and it makes no difference to Him who makes the sacrifice.

If we infer from the result that the Abyss is still alive.

Then everything that happened before is very intriguing.

Moreover, James also mentioned the word "incarnation" before, which means that the current phantom is not the true posture of the Abyss, but only a small trace of power revealed.

The insignificant phantom, even just sitting back and enjoying the fruits of its labor, stirred up the entire Grani and the nearby Guthron Plain upside down.

Or, the real Abyss has always been concerned about the Shining Sun pretending to be dead, and this action is just a small test of Him, or it is a tragedy that his followers have too rich fantasies to lead to this phantom, and pay a heavy price but get no return.

"God is terrible." Leah realized this again.

They cannot be guessed, imagined, described, or looked at directly.

"But it has nothing to do with me."

Riya thought: "I am just a businessman. The customers are so powerful. If they are not satisfied with the sacrifice, they will not exchange anything with me."

"Customers are God. I have always respected every customer. I believe they will also give high praise to my service and help me promote it."

Riya thought so, and did not think that there was any major problem with the content of his thoughts.

If this voice was heard by a fat bird-beaked doctor, he would definitely transfer Riya to another doctor to prevent his patients from fearlessly facing death every day. If he is not careful, this year's performance and year-end bonus will be completely ruined.

James has never told Riya some things.

He thinks Riya is an unstable factor, so he always takes precautions.

For example, he only gave Riya half of his salary, and deposited the rest into his wallet, and he plans to continue to do so in the future.

If Leah asked, and he couldn't find any other excuse, he would say: "It's the same in your hands and in my hands. I'll save it for you first, and I won't touch a single swar. In the future, the money will still be yours."

The money instinct of the black businessman is close to terrible. It is also for this concern that James gave Leah a quarter of his salary, otherwise he should have taken three quarters of the total salary.

However, how could his little thoughts be hidden from Leah? James's little tricks have been played countless times by parents in another world who said "I'm doing this for your good" and "I'll give it to you when you grow up", and it's not fresh at all.

As the saying goes, everything in fate has already been marked with a price in the dark, Leah will let others know-

If you owe yourself money, you will still be punished.

The matter here is over.

Leah stood and yawned uncontrollably.

Getting up too early and going to bed too late every day is not good for your health. Now he relaxed, only feeling tired and weak all over. His previous injuries have not fully recovered. He planned to go back to the hotel to sleep for a while.

However, Style waved his hands up and down in high spirits, saying that he would go back to the tavern to treat everyone to a drink. According to his theory, no one in the tavern supported self-help, and now they would not be kicked out no matter how much they drank.

And treating friends to a drink would undoubtedly show his generosity and make his friends admire him to the point of prostrating themselves.

Gro turned his head away, not wanting to tell others that he knew him, and turned around to leave, but was chased by Style.

He asked for his throat like crazy, and kept following Gro's steps and pointing at his throat, anxious as if he could successfully speak in the next second.

However, Gro still ignored him and turned into a mist and dissipated.

Style was shocked and ran out of the church quickly.

Now, only Leah and James were left in the outer square of the Church of the Sun.

Leah called out the tentacles of the mythical creature that parasitized her body to prevent it from suddenly running to poke a certain prophet's head.

"What are your plans next?" He looked at James and poked his belly with his cane. "Continue your football dream?"

"Ah!?" Little Swar rolled his tentacles into a black sphere and stretched it to the side of the bird-beaked doctor's head.

James was unmoved.

"I am quite sportsmanlike. You can't stop a doctor from pursuing his dream...

Just say goodbye, Kercha. I will come to see if you are alive when I have time. After I win the championship for Endles, I will let you see how stupid it is to laugh at me now."

Riya put away his smile at this time: "Are you serious?"

He thought that the doctor was just talking about participating in the football game, but at this time, James had taken off his coat to reveal the football team uniform inside, and a "1" was written on the front of the uniform in red font.

"People have their own dreams, and I am just thinking about my job after retirement."

James' speech was extremely passionate. As he spoke, a black and white football suddenly appeared in his hand. He threw away the hat on his head and the coat in his other hand, and turned away with the football.

Riya watched him disappear in a puff of smoke, just like Gro, while his coat and hat on the ground quickly turned into dust and were blown away by the wind.

With mixed feelings, he returned to the hotel.

Although James is probably just looking for an excuse to get out of this situation, he may really like football.

It's just that it's difficult for people with this body type to even join the team. They won't allow a fat man who looks like he can play football to pass the physical examination.

In order to help the doctor realize his dream, Ria decided to use his doctor more in the future, increase his exercise, and help him lose weight.

"I really have a conscience."

Ria straightened his hat and went all the way back to the hotel. Standing in front of its door, it was obviously empty, but Ria still knocked on the door patiently twice before walking in.

"Good morning, everyone."

Ria walked from the first floor to the third floor and checked every corridor. There was absolutely no sign of any life.

The whole building was extremely quiet, so quiet that Ria could hear the echo of his own breathing.

Some people like quietness, but too much quietness can easily cause psychological depression, but Ria didn't feel that way at all.

He took the room card back to his room, placed the room card on the table, took off his hat and lay flat on the bed, with a strange and familiar ceiling in front of him.

"Praise the sun."

"Praise the abyss."

Riya thanked the two gods casually, closed her eyes and fell into a dream.