Chapter 162 He Is Watching You

For the White Mask Cultists, the price is irrelevant. They just like to see the moment when other people's faces collapse because of their actions. ♦♦  ♞♦

And now, they succeeded!!!

The thing in Riya's hand is the proof of their successful sacrifice, but Riya himself does not approve of such a sacrifice.

"Use your life to make me agree to your unreasonable demands?"

It may be easier to force other gods to buy and sell, but Riya is a human being. He always feels that these believers will not have good intentions and spend so much effort just for such a small matter.

Besides, his main meme is [Black Trader]. He has always made unequal transactions with others, and there has never been a reason for others to force him to trade. If that group of people succeeds, Riya's own performance will definitely be a big mess.

What is the life of all the believers? As long as Gaen wants, it doesn't matter how many believers there are in the church.

"You look very 'rich', dare to squander like this."

Riya grabbed the mask in his hand and began to think about whether to give this hot potato to other gods to get some benefits.

However, as he watched, a smiling face suddenly appeared on the mask, and before Riya could see clearly, the smiling face quickly turned into a crying face.

Joy, sadness, anger, silence, despair, hideousness, surprise...

The white mask performed almost all the emotions that humans can express, and then those faces disappeared again, turning into a blank.

"Praise the Lord of Faceless and Trade."

It suddenly talked to Riya, and Riya immediately said: "Shut up."

"Do you know what a white mask is?

Each of us has worn our own mask since birth, and we use different faces to conceal our true thoughts when we come into contact with different people."

The mask ignored Riya's refusal and spoke to itself. Its face finally stayed on a smile, and its two eyes curved into a symmetrical arc.

"Hypocrisy is the norm. People cannot see the true thoughts and faces of their peers when communicating with each other, even their closest relatives and friends are no exception.

However, when they really see each other's appearance, they are often scared and flee, because the individual behind the mask is not what they want to see at all.

Under the leadership of Chaofan, everyone is a monster behind the mask. Everyone is hypocritical, twisted and weird. Only by letting go of everything can we get the truth we want and live out our true appearance."

"So?"

"So...

Haha, hahahahaha! Our organization has nothing to do with those things. It is called this name simply because of our leader's personal aesthetic preference. I didn't expect it! I am stalling time in front of you!"

The corners of the mask's mouth rose more and more, and it laughed very happily: "It's too late now, everything is too late, everything is too late!"

Riya raised her hand and found that many dense and strange text symbols appeared on the surface of her skin inexplicably, and those symbols were climbing on it like ants.

The more he got to this point, the calmer he became.

"I never thought you were fools. On the contrary, you are very smart and would never do something like devoting your entire sect's life just to make things difficult for me.

I can influence a person's faith, but your real leader can completely ignore my insignificant ability now, but he didn't.

In other words, you were teasing me from the beginning. How to quickly make a person mentally collapse varies from person to person, but there is one method you did very well."

They influenced Ria's dreams. Sleep is a very important thing for any creature. Sleeping, a very common thing, can help people recover their spirits quickly. Once they don't sleep well, they will be out of spirit all day.

And someone in Ria's original world had done corresponding experiments. In 1959, an American named Peter Tripp participated in the "Two Hundred Hours of No Sleep" challenge.

However, he did not successfully complete the experiment.

On only the third day, he became manic and irritable, his emotions were out of control, and he laughed and cried.

On the fifth day, he fell into madness.

In the following days, he was mentally depressed and mentally abnormal. The experiment was terminated on the eighth day, but he still suffered irreversible brain damage.

This is also the reason why people who often stay up late are more likely to suffer from mental illness, such as depression, bipolar disorder and schizophrenia.

Although the White Mask's approach was not so extreme, they still deprived him of all his sleep quality by affecting Leah's dreams, and constantly created a sense of crisis in reality to put pressure on him, and even made him witness the death of countless people and the mutation of his kind.

Such mental pollution and the accumulated injuries could not be easily eliminated. Leah almost did not dare to completely relax his mind and relieve himself from the pressure.

In this situation, they could finally choose Leah to complete the final sacrifice when he was seriously injured. If they spent so much effort just to give him a so-called name and prayer, Leah himself would look down on everyone in the White Mask Church.

"Whether it is to add a name to me or to add a real name to your original god, you know this best."

"You don't seem to believe us at all. How could we persecute our own gods."

The expression on the white mask gradually changed to sadness: "Accepting a new name is a big deal for a god, because it means the birth of a new priesthood and the deprivation of the old god's priesthood. From any point of view, it is a big deal.

Why do you think the insignificant lives of our group can affect its change?

We just provide the conditions for some interesting things to happen. The one who really has to face these things is you——

The Great Faceless Lord of Trade! "

After it finished saying this, the sky outside suddenly darkened. The layers of dark clouds overlapped in one place, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and some huge shadow seemed to appear behind them.

"BOOM!!!!!"

As soon as the lightning flashed, the shadow showed its huge size ferociously, but then melted into the darkness the next moment, constantly making suffocating whimpers.

The sound of the giant monster was mixed with the thunder, and gradually, heavy rain began to fall in the sky.

Ria tried to destroy the mask, but it reformed anyway and returned to his hands.

In desperation, Riya grabbed the mask and walked outside the house, looking at the vision in the sky. When the white light streaked across the sky, the figure above had never felt so familiar to Riya.

"I remember seeing Him in my dreams..."

The faceless one, the faceless god.

"Yes! He's watching you now!"