Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

However, Wendell did not continue to explain what race he specifically meant.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Youyu glanced at Xianyu today and sighed quietly.

——It seems that before the relationship between these two people develops further, they will not be able to come up with any results.

I just didn't expect that this Npc actually hides so much interesting content, and you have to fall in love with him to play this route... Well, it's so imaginative, very consistent with the production team's style.

The lord in the distant god war sneezed inexplicably.

"Keep moving forward," Wendell said, avoiding the obvious. "I can feel that there is something in front of me. It should be the sealed object you are looking for."

"Will there be any strange pupils in front of me?" I asked nervously.

"Probably not." Wendell replied. He lifted his glasses slightly. A pair of eyeballs shone silver behind the lenses, as if he was observing something through the thick wall. After a moment, he confirmed: "I didn't feel it. There is only a faint smell of old age to the presence of any gods here, and it must have been two or three hundred years ago."

"So, the strange pupil did stay here, but it was just that the trap was set for too long and no one came, so he left?" Shi and Yuanfang thought thoughtfully, "This logic makes sense, after all, the strange pupil is so powerful. With so many accounts to manage, so many things to do, and being locked up in Bell Tower Town for 170 years, how can you have so much time to lie in wait for no one to come? "

"This is good news." Youyu also breathed a sigh of relief today, "At least we adventurers with over 100 levels don't have to directly face gods with over 300 levels. The level difference is too big and there is no way we can defeat them. Well. We had a hard time beating those living statues before."

Everyone nodded sympathetically. Before the actual fight started, they always thought they were terrifyingly strong. Only after the fight did they realize that they were still weak.

They walked through the long temple and headed to the back. All the monsters here had been cleared. They just needed to look for clues along the way.

They did find a lot of things, including the suspected portraits of Enrico's parents and brothers - below the portraits were their names and dates of birth and death; some tributes from the dwarf tribe, including many armors, weapons and sculptures, today there are Yu memorized the tribal names engraved on the tributes, and then the players happily divided up these high-end equipment and weapons.

Everything that can be dedicated to the gods is a good thing. I don't know if the God of Light has nowhere to place these tributes and just threw them in this "god's storage room", or if he plans to add some to the trap to ambush the goddess. Confusing, in short, these treasures ultimately benefit players.

Wendell was not interested in these trophies. He had already consumed a lot of faith and energy. From this point of view, this trip could be considered as repayment... But he had to take off his vest just now, and he felt that he had lost blood again.

As a sealed object left behind by a god, he had a very long life and had observed thousands of creatures, but there had never been a soul that could attract his attention like this.

Perhaps at first, it was just out of curiosity about the adventurers that he accepted the invitation from Salted Fish, but as the two continued to test and get along with each other, Wendell had to admit that something was indeed different.

After Salted Fish suddenly broke into his life, his heart began to beat more intensely, and he even began to worry about gains and losses because of Salted Fish's emotions and reactions... Maybe this is what people call love? Wendell felt that this seemed to be a very interesting research topic.

In his long life, Wendell never avoided humans. I just have to say that not all experiences are beautiful. As Sealed Artifact 001, Wendell has an inhuman part. His hands are the parts where he "feeds" extraordinary power, and are also his true body.

To be precise, He is more like a mimic creature growing out of these hands, and the human form is more like the result of His later evolution in order to blend in with the crowd.

But people only like his mimicry and avoid his true form.

He didn't know why he looked like this: a pair of withered bone claws that seemed to have been burned by fire, black and withered, and faintly covered with a layer of lignified skin. They may have originally been the hands of Old Man of Time, but after the unfortunate death of Old Man of Time, they were eroded by the pollution of the gods, and countless sharp teeth and mouths grew out of the joints, feeding on everything unknown.

They are not afraid of pollution, perhaps because they were born from it.

He is a sealed object, originally the product of gods and pollution.

As long as there is a joint left in these hands, and as long as there is a strong curiosity in this world, he will not "really" die. Curiosity will nourish his bones, and the unknown nutrition will make the joints continue to multiply and grow until Manifest a complete mimicry of the human body.

He knows how ugly He is and He knows how terrible He is.

Even the residents of this world have never accepted Him as he is. It is hard for him to imagine how these adventurers who love beautiful appearance would view His essence.

However, he doesn't care so much about the opinions of other adventurers.

He only cares about the thoughts of a salted fish.

Wendell has always been careful to hide the part of his sealed object, whether it is his body, his ability, or the properties of the "sealed object"... The gap between him and the adventurers is already huge enough , and these truths will only make the two go further and further apart.

For the first time, Wendel felt the emotion of "nervousness", even a little close to "fear".

These emotions made him curious, and he couldn't help but start to analyze and observe himself, and also began to carefully observe the salted fish.

Unexpectedly, the thoughts of the salted fish approached the truth several times, and the unknown was almost fixed as the known, but those chaotic thoughts were just like meteors in the sky, and they disappeared, replaced by more fantastic and magnificent ideas - that is the wonderful ability of the creator, as long as she has a little curiosity, she can extend the story infinitely and write more unknown possibilities.

It is this wonderful ability that deeply attracted Wendel. As an observer of the unknown, he has never seen so many unknowns gathered in one person's hands, nor has he witnessed such a brilliant and enthusiastic soul.

He found that he could not imagine that one day the salted fish would show him an expression of horror, disgust, and fear. Just this idea made his hands ache from the bones.

——But how long can this exposed secret continue to be hidden?

Wendell sighed softly.