Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

This is a bad thing for novices to join the battle. They will always suffer some disadvantages if they have too little information.

The rules of the God War are not written on the surface and sent to each contestant. Whether they can get the correct rules is also a test in itself.

Mo Yu does not believe every word Isa said, but a good fraudster will always mix lies with the truth to make the lies seem more real. It is logical that winning or losing in the illusion is equal to winning or losing in the God War. There are precedents from other gods to support this. Mo Yu thinks this part is still credible.

——Of course, when he finds a chance to be alone, he has to switch to the two allied goddesses to verify and confirm.

However, what Mo Yu finds strange is that as a good fraudster, Yi Tong's Iyalian is too unlike him.

——Wait, does Yi Tong really know Iyalian?

Mo Yu's mind turned quickly.

Since losing his companions and mentors, Iyalian has been isolated and helpless in the church. He almost hid all his temper, lowered his head and became an empty puppet. He solved whatever illusion the Church of Light asked him to solve, and honestly acted as a sharp knife without any complaints.

Yes, Iyalian has many little tricks and many tricks to deceive the church, but when he was still in the church, none of them were discovered by the Church of Light. In the eyes of the Church of Light, this sesame-filled glutinous rice dumpling is always a soft and glutinous dumpling that is white from inside to outside.

Before the sesame-filled glutinous rice dumpling is exposed, who can know that it is a sesame-filled glutinous rice dumpling?

Mo Yu is not bragging. It was not until after the beast tide that Iyalian came to Amt County that he began to live like a human being. Most of the credit should be attributed to Mo Yu... Of course, it is also inseparable from the efforts of those messy and weird players who are always challenging Iyalian's worldview, Sharlolia, and Iyalian's biological parents Lei and Elena.

And all of this happened in Amt County, which is completely out of the observation range of the Church of Light. Given that Iyalian is always surrounded by world consciousness or a large number of god-level powers, the secret peepers have no way to spy through the holy pattern. Then, the only channel for the God of Light to obtain information is...

...Edward.

In an instant, Mo Yu's mind emerged with those copies of [God! Iyalian's body is dirty! 】【Iyalian serves the king with her beauty! 】【Iyalian is a big green tea! ! 】【Wow, why does Teacher Mo Yiwu always like silver-haired people! I remember that he said in class that he liked wise men who were older than him and full of knowledge...] and other messy spy reports, and then compare it with the role that Yi Tong plays now...

Serving people with beauty... check.

Trying to make a move right away... check.

Tea in the tea... check.

Old and full of knowledge = fatherly preaching... check.

From a certain perspective, Yi Tong's reproduction is almost perfect, but the template he reproduced is completely wrong!

Good news, the old actor is indeed an old actor; bad news, the old actor, you got the wrong script!

—— Good guy, the murderer... No, the biggest contributor to this war of gods has been found! It's you! Edward!

This inference was confirmed after Isa opened the silver cover on the English three-layer dessert plate on the small table.

The first layer of the plate contained stinky herring on dry bread slices, the second layer contained durian tarts, and the third layer had the heaviest taste: a plate of sour bamboo shoots with a strange smell was placed in a small silver bowl, and on top of the sour bamboo shoots were piled up a small mountain of unprocessed smelly, greasy fat intestines... raw!

—— It appeared, the ultimate smelly dish that was conveyed by Edward orally, but was not reproduced at all!

Finally figuring out what was going on, Mo Yu's brows were clear and he smiled like a spring breeze. The confused eyes glanced at the heavy-tasting snacks on the three-layer snack plate, and couldn't help but wiped a sweat in his heart.

—— Does this lord really like these stinky foods? ! Look at how happy he is now, even though he had a gloomy face just now!

The God of Light, who had been worried that his information was wrong and he was not acting like a person, finally let go at this moment.

It seems that the information is accurate, but the lord's temper is a bit weird. Well, lovers always have quarrels, but this does not affect the overall situation.

"I remember you like to eat these." Isa gently played a male favorite full of fatherly flavor. I don't know how he blended these two unrelated attributes together. It's really difficult for him.

Mo Yu watched him put out the snacks on the snack plate one by one, and the smile on his face became bigger and bigger. He took the most normal-looking durian tart first, brought it to his mouth, took a bite, and chewed happily, and then pushed the most disgusting sour bamboo shoots and raw pig intestines in front of Yi Tong.

Mo Yu's smile at this moment was no longer the formulaic fake smile he gave to his boss. He smiled sincerely, his eyes full of love: "I love to eat this, but I know you love it more. I also like to watch you eat more~" He picked up the silver fork on the plate, poked it into the intestines, rolled it around, and handed it to Yi Tong's mouth: "Come, I'll feed you~ah~"

Yi Tong's "loving" expression froze on his face in an instant.

——What kind of young couple is this, playing so big? ! Yialion, you have a hard life!

He was reluctant, but had to continue acting, so he had to open his mouth in cooperation: "Ah——"

Mo Yu had a smile on his face and eyes full of love, but he mercilessly stuffed the whole intestine into his throat.

"Puff!" Even the God of Light almost vomited out of disgust at that moment because of the sour, smelly, stinky, greasy and greasy thing, but he was a very good swindler after all, so he closed his mouth fiercely and chewed it with a "enjoyable" look.

Mo Yu took back his hand holding the fork leisurely, and watched the God of Light chewing the stinky intestine full of shit and fat with ease. The classic expression package of "Did you do it on purpose or accidentally" flashed in his mind.

The judge ate the braised version of the nine-turn large intestine, but the God of Light ate the real unprocessed large intestine sashimi that retained the original flavor. Mo Yu even saw flies flying around just now!

Mo Yu, who was eating the sweet and delicious molten durian tart, smiled and admired the God of Light chewing the raw intestines with a hideous look on his face. He could almost hear the sound of the intestines sliding around in his mouth and exploding and spraying out the contents.

——Shit on you! Heterochromia!