Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

The North is bitterly cold. Compared with the rich South Continent and the Middle Continent where people just get by, the living conditions here are extremely poor. The harsh living conditions have created a tough race. It is not difficult to understand that there are few people on this unique land of ice and snow.

In this bitter and cold land, the resources for survival are the target of all people's competition. The native residents of the North all gather together in tribes or villages for warmth, and the number of people in each tribe and village rarely exceeds fifty.

Although a larger tribe can increase strength, once the number of people increases, the resources found around the settlement cannot support everyone.

The North is different from Middle Continent and South Continent. The ice and snow here block most of the roads, and the weather changes suddenly. Few races can complete long-distance resource searches or migrations. Every time they leave the village and enter the vast ice and snow, it is a test of life and death.

Not to mention that if there are more people, they can go out to rob. Here, they may freeze to death or starve to death without even finding a target.

Once the number of people exceeds the upper limit of resource carrying capacity, the savage tribe will fight internally with bloodshed, while the friendly tribe will split, and some people will choose to leave their homeland to find another resource area.

If you are lucky enough to find a new resource area, then the old village and the new village, the new and old tribes can echo each other from a distance. If you can't find it, you have to face a cruel fate.

It is precisely this iron-blooded way of survival that has contributed to the belief in the God of Winter.

In terms of numbers, the number of believers of the God of Winter is far less than that of other gods, but He is the god of winter and death, and the loneliness and harshness of winter are a reflection of His divine power.

The insidious and cunning God of Winter discovered the shortcomings of his believers very early.

If the number is not enough, the quality can only make up for it.

He robbed and cheated various powers through various means, expanded the fields related to himself, and included the ocean, orcs, war and death into his jurisdiction.

The harder people live, the stronger their prayers to him. The harder people fight, the more war power he gets.

Winter God Friels is like a war profiteer who eats both ends. It doesn't matter if his believers die, because he controls death. Now that the world consciousness is shattered, the souls of the dead believers mostly contain a lot of pollution and cannot return to the sea of ​​life, which just falls into his palm.

The energy contained in those souls is much stronger than a little bit of faith power.

So this cruel god never cares whether his believers live well or not. He just treats them as a group of resources that can extract energy at any time.

As Mo Yu guessed, the native residents of the North chose Winter God as their belief because they had no other gods to choose.

Winter God used various means to drive away, annex, and kill the gods who had a place in the North, and robbed those powers and authority that were just beginning to emerge. These robbed powers are what he relies on to constantly launch wars with gods.

Fight to support the war, but if the war is not won, this fragile chain without a foundation will collapse in an instant.

Although the local residents who appeared in the night market of Pirate Bay were only a few hundred people, considering that the residents of the North always adhere to the survival concept of "don't put all your eggs in one basket" no matter what they do, and will not come out in full force, the number of people here can already illustrate the gradually expanding influence of adventurers in the North.

The adventurers have been in the North for a short time, but they are like a wildfire, igniting the dry grass and trees under the cover of the white snow.

Anne smelled the tempting oil fragrance in the air and began to gradually understand the actions of the lord of Amt County.