Chapter 572 One Thousandth

Sivar knew where he was from the beginning, and followed him wherever he went, because there was indeed an inseparable "blood" relationship between the original and the nameless mist.

Yes, yes, it was the original creation, and it was natural for it to favor Leah.

According to this relationship, the nameless mist Nyog. Soheep can even be called the brother of the crawling chaos Nyarlathotep.

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Perhaps He had already noticed something, so He was so worried about Leah.

Nyarlathotep's soul was responsible for guarding the original body, while Nyog. Soheep's clone took on the responsibility of guarding the original godhead.

The meme represented by the original is [idiot]. That is to say, if the extraordinary people whose main meme is idiot want to ascend to demigod, they also need to go through Ria, but the achievement of meme zero becomes wishful thinking.

Extraordinary people have little chance of becoming gods, and their path has long been monopolized by the gods.

The original Ria also had such troubles, but now all his troubles are gone.

But there are newer and bigger troubles.

"You should know that we rejected that plan."

When countless dim figures gathered around Ria and were about to blow the sky flute to play music for him, Ria reached out and grabbed the tentacle that covered his eyes.

"I will not become the original."

Then, he grabbed it away forcefully and unquestionably, and regained his vision.

"I promised it that I would not put myself in such a blind and stupid situation."

[Promised... it? ]

Nyarlathotep was thoughtful.

["It" refers to the clone of the nameless mist? 】

He did not call out the real name, but referred to its honorific name. At this moment, the light of the golden pupils around him was more eye-catching.

The few words "I object" still pierced Nyarlathotep's heart like a nail.

[So that's it, that's it...]

Unknown eyes cast at the pupils in all directions.

[Nameless Mist, do you want to go against me? ]

[I should have clearly warned you to do your job within the rules and not to interfere with my script]

"It has nothing to do with it."

Riya's hand holding the tentacle suddenly retracted, and in an instant, the tentacle was crushed into ashes.

This made Nyarlathotep look at him differently. After all, according to his idea, Riya should not be able to exert enough power to resist him now.

"Regardless of my identity, I only see myself as a human being, and the fate of human beings is to fight against the Outer Gods and resist the stars in exchange for living space."

"I prayed to you. Since you have made a deal with me, you should know that our deal is not over yet. The most important thing is that you help me find the Sun of Glory in exchange for a chance to be promoted. In order to fight against the Star of Disaster, we don't have much time."

[Do you know what you are talking about? ]

Nyarlathotep seemed to have heard a very interesting joke.

[You are trying to stop the Star of Disaster from waking up "you", which is stupid and ridiculous! ]

[After knowing this, you still want to regard yourself as an ordinary human being, just a human being! ! ? Then from the perspective of the Outer Gods, what would you do! ? ]

"From the perspective of the Outer Gods..."

Riya closed her eyes, then gently raised her eyelids, her tone was indescribably strange and cold.

"From the perspective of the Outer Gods, I am the original creator, a creature whose soul is absolutely superior to all others, and an independent individual."

"No one has the right to manipulate me and use me as a puppet, even you, Nyarlathotep. Praying to you is just a process, not that I admit that your status is higher than mine.

I am not interested in your script. On the contrary, you should obey my orders unconditionally.

Although I don't understand my personality in the past, judging by my current self -

The premise of my following you is: you can only follow my wishes Development, what you think of as indulgence is just that everything happens to be under [my] control.

Isn't this the true meaning of forced trade? This is capital. Giving some sweet things can make subordinates work like cows and horses, and never get tired of it. "

[……]

[You really have never had humanity]

"That's why I have to learn. From the past to now, I have been learning about humanity... the process of learning about people. Have I learned it well?"

At this moment, Liya suddenly smiled dimly, and his body turned into an invisible mist and dissipated from the tentacles and the shadowy figure of the player.

His goal was achieved.

"Thank you for talking to me so much and telling me the truth. I like these things very much. Remember to send me the rest of my payment.

I don't accept your script, but I have a new one here. Maybe you can come to visit or even participate in it-"

"The hero will defeat the dragon (disaster star) and rescue the princess (shining sun). Do you like this theme?

Come and perform it with me, my friend. Just think of it as me inviting you to play... It's not bad to play a positive role occasionally."

Liya's figure disappeared like rapidly sublimating dry ice, and followed by the eyes that became increasingly dim until they disappeared.

[Ha...hahahaha...hehehe, heheha ...

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The flute-playing shadows froze in place for a long time, and then they couldn't help but clutch the instruments in their hands and started laughing wildly. Their laughter at first was very gloomy and hoarse, but by the end it had become completely sharp, filling the entire space. carnival.

[Athathoth...Athathoth! 】

[I was so surprised that he could actually take the lead in this situation and openly invite me to participate in his script]

[What a madman, madman, this is the first time someone dares to say such a thing to me]

The puppet said to the operator, what's the point of just arranging the script and watching us play? We can be puppets together and have fun together.

Nyarlathotep found it very ridiculous. He couldn't help but feel angry and irritable, but there was also a bit of joy and excitement hidden in those emotions.

Eventually, all the noise fell into silence.

In the boundless dark place, an obscure murmur passed by in vain and disappeared like the wind.

【OK】

OK.

He admitted that He was incited.

…

Riya woke up, and there was still darkness in front of her, and the "one minute" time had not yet ended.

He moved his hands and feet with pain all over his body, and when he heard them making a "creak" sound, he realized that the mask of the Faceless God was actually fastened to his face.

"Good morning, my noble, handsome and beloved father, you woke up so soon, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

When Riya heard the mask suddenly start talking, she almost threw it away. Fortunately, its own desire to survive saved her life.

"Don't throw me away, I'm just a fragile mysterious object!"

"Whose father are you calling?" Riya asked it. She had never been married either in the previous life or in this life, so why did both of them seem to be getting stronger with age.

Although in a sense, he is indeed very old.

Ria pulled off the mask from her face and put it in her hand. Only then did she realize that its appearance had changed. The original "Faceless" also had an extra mouth. The mouth seemed to be painted with blood. Completely bright red.

"It's a little disgusting."

Riya's aesthetics have long been distorted, and the mouth is not within the scope of his aesthetics. As he said this, he planned to drop it.

"Stop! Keep the mask! I have value. I am a tool left by Master Fu Xing Chaos to help you solve your problems. I can tell you how to fight against the disaster star. I still have Master Fu Xing Chaos's divine power stored in my body. You can't just This ruins me!"

"Crack!!!"

There is no mistake, every song is released and the content is read one by one!

"ah!!!"

Before it finished speaking, Riya threw it to the ground mercilessly.

As a result, it was not broken this time. Not only was it not broken, the mask also screamed in a humane manner.

Now Riya could only pick it up again and affirmed the quality of this thing.

“Good quality.”

"Of course, my hardness is about the same as Carbon 60, but it is still fragile. By the way...Father, you just smashed me so much."

"Smash me again, hit me hard."

Riya: "...?"

Is this still an m?

He felt the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, and immediately asked the mask to be called another name, anything as long as it wasn't his father.

Finally, under Riya's strong request, the mask finally changed the title of Riya from "father" to "sir".

Faceless Mask's change may also mean that Stalking Chaos indirectly acknowledges Leah's ways and is willing to assist Ghroth before his demise.

Although Riya felt that little Svar didn't seem to like it very much.

Well, not as if.

Little Sval didn't like it at all.

According to the mask's self-introduction, its name is "One Thousandth Face", and it is the embodiment of one of the creative personalities of Chaos.

It has absolute wisdom and guidance. If you encounter any problem that cannot be solved, wearing it can share the power of chaos in a short time.

But everything has side effects, and the side effects of this thing are that it easily feels lonely and insecure, likes to chatter endlessly, and if there is no response within a day, it will silently break itself and die.

"Why does it sound so miserable?"

The impression of the mask in Riya's mind has changed from an m to a miserable and melancholy m.

"You know, I grew up with my grandfather without my parents since I was a child. My grandfather contracted a tea garden, and I was responsible for selling tea to my grandfather.

But my grandpa is sick, and all the burdens of the family are on my shoulders. In order to help my grandpa, are you willing to buy..."

"I don't want to." Riya interrupted it immediately when she heard it start telling some old jokes.

He was not going to talk nonsense with it anymore, but started to ask it important questions about the shining sun.

For example, with my current strength, how likely is it to succeed in saving Guangyao Xuri? What helpers do I need to find, and what preparations do I need to make in advance.

"Save the shining sun?"

Thousandth Side only seemed to be unseemly on the surface, but when Riya asked it about these important points, it still gave a quick answer.

"Is it the shining sun I thought of?"

"Sir, to rescue the light and sunrise at least to be promoted to the level of the cause one, but the promotion of the promotional cause must be permitted by the sun."

"Isn't it a dead cycle?" Ria frowned slightly.

"No, no, how can this be a dead cycle? Most people's thinking can only think of saving the light of the light. If he can't save Him, he can only wait for death.

But is it really that simple? He is a god in charge of the element of the entire solar system. "

The corners of the mask are rising.

"Don't underestimate the glorious rising sun. While the disaster stars erode Him, he is also eroding the stars itself, and the glorious rising sun maintains the balance of the solar galaxy. Since the galaxy is still running smoothly, it shows that he is not a big deal. "

Mr. Riya, if you want to contact the real glory sun, we can try to avoid Ghehelos' investigation, and gather the authority of the Apocalypse Four Knights as a knock on the door to his spiritual kingdom.

Light Rising Sun has always been considerate to his subordinates. When he noticed that his subordinates, he would not be ignored, and he would choose to see you regardless of whether he would or not.

At this time, you can pray and explain the situation to him logically, killing the original angels under His seat as an angel in His section. "

"But you just said that the bright rising sun has always been good to his subordinates. Will he be so easy to agree with the angel who kills Him?"

"Don't have no choice. Since those angels have admitted that they have mistakenly followed the master of the day and night and are contaminated, they can only show that they are all a group of waste.

Light Rising Sun can only trust you. You are also the only opportunity for His escape from the stars. This will be a bureau that uses each other. Everyone is using others and used by others. "

But seeing the true god is not a matter of easy things. The body and consciousness of Guangyaoxuri are bound by the stars. Unusual prayers will only be accepted by the disaster stars, unless he takes the initiative to avoid the monitoring of the disaster star to find your attention.

But this is obviously unrealistic about his physical condition.

You need some special attraction methods. "

"What are the means?"

"Hehehe, Mr. Ria, do you know the hard work?"

"Hard repair ..."

Of course, Riya knows what the hard work is. Some of the believers in some countries in previous lives are completely different from prayer. Practice the middle of no me.

The underlying logic of this practice method is to reduce the interference in the process of pursuing the truth by blocking the worldly connection, and concentrate on the connection of the body and the universe to insight into the truth.

It usually includes strict physical and mental training, such as meditation and meditation for a long time.

"Do you think you can connect the real glory sun?"

"Of course not necessarily, but the probability of doing so is much greater than that of ordinary prayers, which is much greater than His probability, sir."

The power of devout hard work cannot be underestimated. (This chapter is finished)