Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

For gamers, there is nothing more exciting than the sudden appearance of a billboard NPC in CG; if there is one, it must be a person with delicate and picturesque eyebrows, a slender figure, but a devastating contrast. A beautiful white-haired NPC with great fighting power.

Seeing this divine soldier suddenly bursting into the Evil God Mass, the DNA of all the players present, both male and female, moved with excitement.

——The white-haired control is engraved in the two-dimensional bones of the Chinese people.

The silver-haired beauty who once lured thousands of players to Mo Yula's top-level traffic with a glimpse of her in the game pv, kicked to pieces a heavy copper door more than three meters high and fifty centimeters thick, and easily carried it with one hand. A giant heavy sword as tall as a person walked into the hall with elegant and light steps, as if entering a deserted place.

The singing of the crazy choir did not stop. Instead, it raised a tune, just like the silver-haired beauty's own BG, which suddenly filled the majestic and tense battle scene.

——This exquisitely carved beauty! Such a natural scene! This duel between the followers of the evil god and the Holy Son of Light! Mo Yu simply wanted to add chicken legs to the non-existent art and soundtrack, and directly order a whole year's worth of FamilyMart!

Several players huddled together in the corner of the last row and were shaking. I don't know whether they were scared or trembling with excitement when they saw the beautiful NPC - watching the "wife" and "prpr" speaking and flying around in the channel one after another. Mo Yu boldly guessed that it was the latter.

The silver-haired beauty held a sword and walked forward step by step along the aisle between the two rows of benches. The crazy believers attending mass in front chanted strange languages, stood up in unison, and poured into the aisle like a tide.

The four of them, Mo Yu, rolled down and crawled down, taking the opportunity to sneak along the wall on the other side of the chair to the corner of the door.

The silver-haired beauty's long, thick, feather-like silver eyelashes trembled slightly, and she glanced at them suspiciously, then unsheathed her giant sword.

It was a huge silver sword that was a head taller than the beauty herself. The blade was polished to a gleaming shine, reflecting like a mirror the horrified faces of the people it slashed.

As the giant sword swept across, the bodies of the believers in front fell down in a fan shape, while their heads flew back, drew a parabola, and landed on the ground.

Every time the silver-haired boy swung his sword, a group of believers fell down like harvested wheat. It was an extremely simple but practical swordsmanship: fast, swift, and decisively sealing the throat with one sword.

Each sword carried a devastating momentum, cutting through the melons and vegetables, causing the enemy's head to be separated. The silver sword was gradually covered with black-red blood, and the red-black smoke contaminated by the evil god also began to wrap around the sword.

The silver-haired boy fearlessly swung the sword, and the attached blood and evil energy shot out like arrows, hitting the marble floor and instantly corroding the ground with small holes. The silver sword was made of an unknown solid material. Complete, still as flawless and clean as ever.

"Oh my god, he's so handsome!" Xianyu's eyes were shining, and he adjusted the system lens to take screenshots without any sense of urgency like being on the battlefield.

——But for players, the meaning of this battle is probably similar to that of game cg.

Only Mo Yu knew that this silver-haired handsome boy was the Holy Son of the Church of Light, Ialien.

Legend has it that he is a bloodless and tearless humanoid weapon cultivated by the Church of Light with all its resources. He is the ultimate boss without emotions. Fighting in and out of ordinary illusions is as easy as picking out objects.

But what Mo Yu is not sure about is whether the "Holy Son" in front of him is himself who has entered the illusion, or is just a memory from the past in the illusion. According to Clover, the Holy Son of Light He once led a team of people into the wilderness grotto to try to purify the illusion, but that time not only failed, but also lost one of the team members.

Is this Holy Son a phantom in the obsession of the injured team member... or is he a real boss who has entered the illusion again?

In the blink of an eye, Ialien had cleared the aisles and pew areas of worshippers. Like a light cat, he avoided the corpses and blood lying on the ground, and there was no blood on his white boots. Step by step, he stepped onto the stone steps in front of the lectern and stood three meters in front of the bishop.

The tentacles wrapped around the bishop's neck and climbed up to his head. The bishop's eyes were scarlet, and he was completely different from the bishop Mo Yu had talked to before. His voice also sounded like a man and a woman, as if double reverb was turned on, and he said hoarsely: "Ialien... for all these years, you are still the reckless man who only knows how to kill..."

Ialien raised his eyes slightly, his silver eyelashes trembling slightly, but his silver eyes were filled with frost. His voice was as cold as ice: "Hand over the core."

The bishop let out a weird laugh: "The core...you actually asked me for the core...hahahahahaha! You bloodless and tearless monster, you will never find it!"

"In this case, you are of no use." Before Ialien could finish his words, the giant sword had already been chopped off, and the bishop's body seemed to be pulled sharply by an invisible line, and his body quickly retreated at a strange angle. , barely able to escape Ialien's attack, only a few tentacles were cut off by the sword wind, and scattered along with black and red smoke.

The bishop flew backwards in a gesture that defied gravity and disappeared into the secret door at the foot of the statue that was opened at an unknown time. The secret door then closed automatically, and the crazy choir surrounding it blocked Ialien's attempts to catch up. footsteps.

"...ran away again." The giant sword arced across, and countless heads fell to the ground. No emotion could be heard in Ialien's cold voice, he was just stating a fact.

Seeing that the battle was over, Mo Yu and his friends got up from their hiding place at the door. Although Xianyu Yitiao was obsessed with recording screenshots, he did not forget to fulfill his druid duties. The purification spells he performed in between the screenshots had restored the sanity of the people to a safe level.

Iyalian put away his sword and turned around. His cold eyes swept over the four people, and a hint of surprise appeared on his handsome face.

"... Living people?" The Son of Light walked down the altar with the giant sword in his hand, stepping over countless corpses that were slowly turning into black and red smoke. As he walked, he swung the giant sword onto his back smoothly, and the giant sword was automatically attracted by the magnet on his scabbard.

He walked up to the four people, and his eyes swept through the silver feather eyelashes to scan the four people one by one. His right hand subconsciously turned a silver thorn ring on the ring finger of his left hand, "After experiencing the mass polluted by the evil god, you can still retain your sanity... No, do you have the means to restore your sanity?"

"Yes, yes! I am a druid, I can perform purification." Xianyu, who is obsessed with appearance, is not afraid of this humanoid weapon boss who swings a sword and cuts off heads at any time. Or for players, it is natural for a beautiful NPC to do anything. "Boss, who are you?"

"Iyalian." After briefly reporting his name, Iyalian walked out of the bloody hall without looking back, "Follow me."