Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

While the Immortal Queen Anne Gelma was happily taking her new first mate to visit the night market, Mo Yu was still busy.

"The pattern you asked me to investigate, I found similar content in ancient books." In Mo Yu's study, Sal Lulia's voice came through the mobile phone, "Unfortunately, once this pattern is Once hit, there is almost no way to remove it.”

"Almost?" Mo Yu grasped the key word accurately, "In other words, there is still a way."

"There is one." Sarloria said, "Become a god, completely shed the human body, forge the Dharma with faith, cornerstone and authority, and finally replace the body with the Dharma, but you must at least become a pseudo-god level or above. It is possible to erase this mark.

But one has to climb to the level of god step by step. Even if Ialion is talented, he can't reach the sky in one step. The more hastily he takes on the road to becoming a god, the more problems he will encounter in the future. This matter cannot be rushed. "

"I understand." Mo Yu said solemnly. After all, the God of Light hurriedly became a god because his lifespan was approaching. In a panic, he misunderstood the meaning of the cornerstone, which led to a series of problems later. With this person's lessons learned, They cannot repeat the mistakes of the past.

"Don't be too aggressive. The concept of authority requires a little bit of penetration and mastery. Don't be too impatient, and be steady and steady, otherwise it will be easy for the concept to backfire." Sarloria warned, and then she looked around: "Ia Where's Lean? Why didn't you see him?"

Mo Yu, who held up his mobile phone to make a video call with Sal Lulia, smiled: "He is in the Silver Dragon's dreamland, learning to condense the Dharma with the Silver Dragon."

"Condensing the Dharma... Then he is about to enter the Secret Level. The Dharma and the Domain are two necessary conditions for entering the Secret Level." Sarloria said, "You also have to prepare."

"Okay, I know." Mo Yu suddenly felt like his sister was tugging on his ears to review before the college entrance examination. He couldn't help but smile, "Then everything will continue to go according to our plan..."

Ialien fell to the ground again, sweating profusely. His eyes were blurred and he couldn't help but gasp for breath.

"Condensing the Dharma is a very arduous process, but once it is successfully condensed, it can be summoned extremely easily. It will be the embodiment of your spiritual body and how you will become a god in the future." Silver Dragon Iris Tao, "You need to use the cornerstones of your gathered beliefs to shape them into your own image, and then project and condense them into your Dharma."

"This is not as easy to do as you say." Ialien said with a wry smile.

He has spent several days of his free time here, but he has not found the way out yet.

"Well, this does require practice," Silver Dragon obviously didn't have a better method. "As a dragon, I am born with the ability to condense Dharma, so I don't have any good experience for you to refer to."

He waved his hand, and a shadow of a silver dragon appeared behind him. Different from the real silver dragon transformed by Elis, this silver dragon was covered with bright gems, making it even more dazzling.

Ialien couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his eyes.

"Feeling is very important." Yinlong tried hard to explain, but he was a talented player. "The Dharma is the truest image in your heart, your self, your imagination, and the cornerstone of you who becomes a god. Before becoming a god, the Dharma can be used to fight. Even if it is scattered during the battle, it will not damage your roots. You can regroup by taking some time to rest. "

"Come on, try it again from the beginning." Silver Dragon said, "Sink your consciousness into the depths of your subconscious first, and you will hear those murmurs from faith, fight against them, don't be led by them! You know who you are! Ialien!"

Ialien's eyes were closed tightly, his brows were furrowed, and beads of sweat gradually formed on the tip of his nose.