Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

The two octopuses swam up the river for a while full of resentment, found a section of clean water, and finally washed themselves away from the stinky body.

"There may be something wrong with our strategy." The hidden old man sprinkled a handful of amnesia powder on his body and successfully restored his human form.

It's just that there are no druids here, and their purification abilities are limited. Although they have turned into humans, their faces and bodies are still covered with tentacles. They look like the octopus captain David in "Pirates of the Caribbean 2". Jones couldn't tell the original appearance at all.

But the Hidden Old Man and the Sea of ​​Tranquility don't care about appearance. As long as they pull up their hoods and put on their masks, they are still cool assassins/magicians.

"Stealth doesn't seem to be very useful." The hidden old man continued, "I think we have to refer to the play styles of "Assassin O" and "Hotan"."

"Huh? Aren't the methods of these two games all about sneaking in and killing the target?" Sea of ​​Tranquility didn't understand and scratched his head: "This is the home base of the Church of Light that is heavily guarded. In the end, this thing about virtual and real power has nothing to do with it. It's in the hands of Yitong, so it's really not good to try to do anything for others."

Tranquility Sea thought for a moment, and the lightbulb above her head flashed: "Our client said that this mission requires magicians and assassins, and I also used magicians to accept the mission. Is this a hint?

Do we need magicians and assassins to complete the level? "

The hidden old man: "...? What can a magician do?...Ah, I'm not discriminating against magicians, I'm just purely curious."

Sea of ​​Tranquility suddenly switched to a magician, took out several rings from his backpack, and put them on his hands one by one: "For example, use [Magic: Puppet] to control those big iron cans and make them kill each other. ”

The hidden old man suddenly understood and clapped his hands: "Yes, that's what I'm saying. I need someone to create some commotion to divert the attention of those tin cans of the Knights of Light, and then I will attack all the lone enemies and clear out the entire camp! "

Sea of ​​Tranquility suddenly realized something, and his eyes slowly widened: "Wait a minute, Captain, could it be that the lurking assassin you have been playing is the kind of lurking "as long as I kill everyone, no one will find me" flow?"

The hidden old man nodded shyly: "Yes~! Isn't this obvious?"

Sea of ​​Tranquility briefly recalled the captain's fierce and fierce fighting power, and once again let out a cry of admiration: "Quack!"

The two quarreled for a while, and Tranquility Sea thought thoughtfully: "...by the way, how do you kill the tin can?"

Hidden old man: "..."

Under the brainstorming of the unscrupulous people and the socially fearful powerful, a new attack plan was hotly hatched.

Before preparing to start the fight, Sea of ​​Tranquility specially worshiped the Dark Goddess.

Hidden Old Man: "...Wait a minute, why the Dark Goddess?"

"Oh, because the [Magic: Puppet] we are going to use this time has a close relationship with the Dark Goddess~" Sea of ​​Tranquility said confidently, "When I contacted Boss Youyu before, I took a look at her new posts on the forum. Posts, their copy below is related to the Living Doll, the God of Craftsmanship and the Goddess of Darkness...

To sum it up simply, the God of Crafts is a different-eyed trumpet who can make living dolls, and the Goddess of Darkness can also do it. The Goddess of Darkness and the Goddess of Fate together ate up most of the God of Crafts! So since they have the same skill, and the Dark Goddess is a good friend of our Lord the Goddess of Destiny, isn't it natural to pay homage to her? "

The hidden old man: "..." The CPU was almost dry-fired!

Sea of ​​Tranquility bowed twice to the void in a serious manner, and then activated his best skill - [Burning Luck].

A 1d100 die of destiny began to spin in the void. At this moment, layers of laughter sounded inexplicably in the ears of the Sea of ​​Tranquility, as if there was someone who had been staring at him and facing the dice. The dice pointed blankly.

[You cast 1 point, a big success! 】

[Congratulations to the player Sea of ​​Tranquility, you will continue to receive the good luck bonus brought by the favor of the goddess of fate Janus in the next hour. The goddess of fate is optimistic about you! 】

[Congratulations to the player Sea of ​​Tranquility, you will continue to receive skill bonuses brought by the favor of the Dark Goddess Gayna in the next hour. The success rate of puppet control-related skills will increase by 100% and the level gap will be ignored. 】

[You have obtained a special bUFF——[With divine help]]

As the system beeped in his ears, a series of prompts flashed in Tranquility Sea's field of vision. Tranquility Sea said "fuck" several times and quickly took a screenshot and sent it to the hidden old man.

Hidden old man: "...submit!"

Being favored by two of our own goddesses at the same time and receiving such a strange special bUFF, should we say that it is indeed something that can only be accomplished by the most cunning player in the server who is on the special attention list of the goddess of destiny?

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In the camp, the tin can knights who could not find the two enemies who had just caused trouble returned to their posts with deep doubts.

"Cheer up!" their captain said sternly, "This night is still very long! The opponent will retreat with one attack, and there must be a back-up move! Be sure to strengthen your defense! You can't let go of a fly!"

"Yes!" The tin cans responded in unison, and the huge roar startled the resting birds in the forest.

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At this time, in the small town of Desmond, the cat at the front desk of Wu Shanju finally successfully developed a "non-sweet" Montblanc chestnut cake after closing the store.

The would-be "God of Pastry", who had failed countless times, sighed: "It is said that the highest praise Chinese people give to desserts is "not sweet". I hope Uncle Scar can have the same taste."

She carefully packed the cake that is likely to trigger the progress of the task and put it into the system backpack, put on a hooded cloak, locked the door, and walked into the night.

Not long after, the door of the only church in the town was knocked.

Dong Dong Dong——

The cat at the front desk of Wushanju knocked again and again, but no one answered. She thought about it, and adhering to the good style of an adventurer, she went around to the backyard of the church and climbed over the wall.

The church was empty, but there was a light flickering in the cemetery on the hill behind the church.

The cat at the front desk of Wushanju was a brave girl. She had read too many tomb-robbing novels and was not very afraid of these ghostly things. She lowered her hood, sneaked into the night, and went straight to the light.

After walking on the mountain path for a while, she saw the sturdy man holding a windproof oil lamp, limping between the tombstones. Scar Uncle seemed to be looking for something between the tombstones. Every time he came to a tombstone, he carefully raised the oil lamp to identify the words on it. When he encountered weeds and dust covering the words, he would kindly clear them away.