Chapter 479 My Great Lord of Trade!

This pattern is exactly the same as the patterns on the masks worn by several angels in 06.

Ria didn't know what she thought of, and her muscles suddenly tightened unconsciously, and her face became ugly.

"I seem to have heard you say something about imitating angels. What does those angels have to do with you?"

He no longer knew how many times he had experienced people around him being silently replaced by Hephaestus, or whether they were originally Hephaestus. When they met again, he naturally became extremely vigilant.

However, those people are all the archangels of Meme 1. Now that many gods are sleeping, their existence is supreme, so how can they be easily replaced.

No, after all, it is Chaos, and with His help, anything is possible, even if you travel through time and space and go back to the past, people you know cannot be dropped.

Seeing that Riya's mood was clearly starting to get a little weird, the Swollen Girl suddenly laughed out loud.

"You haven't lost your temper. You have grown up very well. But please don't worry. They have nothing to do with me. I changed this symbol just because I think the symbol is beautiful."

"It's very beautiful, isn't it? The golden eye lines are just like the eyes that appear on your body."

As she spoke, the Swollen Girl spread her arms.

"You don't need to be wary of me. I am the product of your dream. Everything in the dream is not true. You just need to seriously consider my suggestions."

"When you're not sure who to pray to, why not look behind you? You don't have to put all the pressure on yourself. You are actually more inseparable from Him than you think."

"Of course, vice versa."

“He is more inseparable from you than you think.”

Riya didn't understand what the Swollen Daughter meant, but when he looked back, many golden pupils appeared in the mist, and they looked at Riya like that.

At a certain moment, they turned into a pure black figure. The mythical creature lying on the ground opened its golden eyes and stared at Riya with piety and tenacity. Then, it slowly opened its claws and moved towards Riya's body. direction coming.

"Svar..."

Ria murmured to herself, but saw that the figure of the mythical creature was distorted like a malfunction as it approached. Its appearance was constantly being pulled and becoming more ferocious.

Then He appeared.

Riya saw a highly polluted black mist compressed into an unknown unknown object. The deep blackness covered the surface of the black mist like cloth, as if a foggy person was covered with a strange cloak. .

At the tail of the cloak, those tentacles with golden eyes swayed irregularly, being powdered into new mist from time to time and then solidified into tentacles again.

Riya recognized this thing as Swaar, but it really didn't look like Swale. The feeling of this thing now was undoubtedly strange and scary.

"you--"

【……】

The mythical creature didn't say anything, but silently stretched out its hand towards the person in front of it, if that could still be called a hand.

He is quiet and patient.

When Riya looked at Him, the pollution on the surface of his body suddenly intensified. He soon could no longer stand up and wriggled feebly on the ground, watching the fleshy tendrils on the surface of his body further turn black.

The swollen daughter's eyes were still full of smiles: "This is the advice I gave, and of course it is also a choice."

"People with meme 3 will face the problem of completely breaking away from the human category if they advance further. If you make this choice, your only path is to become a mythical creature and no longer retain any humanity."

"This is the road that the true entity has paved for you a long time ago. His countless [eyes] are watching you step by step, without violating His will at all.

Next, you will fight against the death knight, witness the resurrection of the glorious sun and the gods, and then fight against them until the threat of the alien gods is eliminated. "

"But have you ever considered what happens next?"

"Why did Nyarlathotep do this and what good would it do Him."

Having said this, the Swollen Daughter couldn't help but lament: "We are all poor pawns fooled by fate."

"The so-called truth is a curse. Some things cannot be faced by individuals. For example, why human nature will be greatly lost when life begins with Meme 2, and it is called a mythical creature. Also, why the old gods have been sleeping for so long but have not yet emerged. A Meme-One Angel ascends to the New Gods.”

"Is it true that they can't gain godhood?"

Looking up at the squirming extraordinary creatures on the ground and the mythical creatures in front of them, the Swollen Girl finally couldn't help but laugh wildly, but there was a sadness in her smile.

"You have all been deceived. Chaofan is a complete scam."

He walked over to Leah.

"You have two choices now. I can find a way to return you to your original world, where the time and space will be fixed. You will no longer experience extraordinary distortions, and you don't have to worry about any extraordinary penetration.

You will see your original friends, parents, and relatives in the original world, and you will live, grow old, sick, and die like normal people. "

Having said this, he turned his head slightly to avoid the sudden attack from the mythical creature: "Of course, you have a second choice."

"Accept the help of the mythical creature before you, accept the truth, accept your fate as a pawn."

"How will you choose? Riya Kercha."

Riya looked at the mythical creature in front of her. Although it no longer looked like Shval, and it was not the Shvar she knew at all, Riya still stretched out a tendril of flesh and approached him.

The fleshy whisker slowly approached the "hand" of the mythical creature, until finally, the five fingers of the mythical creature closed and pulled him up from the ground.

It was also at this moment that the wriggling fleshy whiskers were completely blended into the black mist, and they were indistinguishable from each other. The young man's body reappeared, and then was shrouded in a cloak full of golden pupils and surging black mist. The wide hood covered the upper half of his face, and a huge golden eye pattern appeared on the top.

"Rather than living foolishly and knowing nothing, I would rather be a chess piece for the truth."

"But can the chess player really control the chess piece completely?"

Riya stretched out her hand, and her palm and arm were both black like the starry sky, as if there were really stars in it.

He turned his head to look at the Swelling Girl and said, "I accept the truth, no matter the cost."

The Swelling Girl was stunned at first, and then her smile was almost crazy: "That's really... praise trade, I respect and praise all your choices, my great Lord of Trade."

"You don't even understand what your current behavior means, nor do you understand the true identity of the mythical creature, but you still did it - accepted Him and coexisted with it amid countless people's warnings."

"So what?"

So what...

Riya said lightly, as if talking about an insignificant little thing.

"My anchor point has no sense of security, and it is easy to worry about gains and losses. Several independent experiments have ultimately ended in failure."

"A parasite cannot survive without a host."

"It cannot survive without me."