Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

The illusion dissipated, and Iyalian knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face. The illusion core he held tightly in his hand gradually collapsed into gravel in the sunlight.

A figure in a wizard's robe came from not far away, knelt beside Iyalian, and embraced the sad knight in his arms.

Mo Yu did not try to comfort Iyalian, nor did he speak. He just silently provided companionship and support, patting the knight's back gently one by one.

The people of Titan Ross Town came silently, put down the bouquets, fruits and wine for the memorial service from a distance, and left with a sense of relief and peace after praying quietly.

They are also people who are bound by this illusion, the kindness and memories of the past. Now with the purification of this illusion, all the chronic diseases and old debts are written off.

The parties have eliminated their obsessions and returned to the sea of ​​world consciousness. Naturally, there is no need to settle the debts of kindness in the past one by one.

Regardless of whether it was an adventure commission that had already been settled, or the heroic king's loving help, or whether it was a missed opportunity caused by fate, or a deliberate turning of the head and turning a blind eye... the accounts have long been unclear, and only the parties involved know it.

Unlike the people of Titan Ross Town who left quietly, there is a group of strange adventurers coming one after another.

Under the publicity of several players of the team serving the people who first received the task, a large number of players heard about the new main line here through forums or word of mouth. Even players who could not come in person were watching the final task development in real time on the forum.

As soon as the players who rushed here entered this area, they triggered the latest video animation - the diligent and fast editing boss Leah had edited and beautified all the illusion content at the moment when the illusion core was broken, and added some condensed summaries of the cause and effect to complete the plot, and matched it with sensational and touching bg, and released it to every player present.

The emotional players were in tears and felt the same way. They all chose to quietly watch the lord and the knight... and take screenshots.

I don't know which magician suddenly had an idea and raised his staff to light up a fluorescent spell. In an instant, all the players were inspired and switched their professions to imitate. Even the players who didn't switch to magic because of insufficient qualifications came up with various solutions in a unique way.

In an instant, the ruins of the entire town were all lit up with fluorescent staffs, burning torches, lit lanterns... and even swaying lilies of light and lilies of the valley.

If this wasn't a sunny afternoon, it might have been an extremely shocking scene.

Iyalian didn't immerse himself in this sad mood for too long. After allowing himself to be "vulnerable" in front of the lord for five minutes, he rubbed the lord's neck, restrained his emotions, wiped away his tears, and raised his head.

When he saw the spontaneous memorial ceremony of the adventurers, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

"That's a memorial ceremony for the magicians." The Lord, who was familiar with the two-dimensional jokes, explained softly in Iyalian's ear, "They are commemorating the death of a hero from the bottom of their hearts. May the deceased rest in peace and the magic wands shine forever."

Although they were in different worlds and cultures, Iyalian really felt the emotions of those sincere adventurers.

He stood up and bowed deeply to the adventurers of Amt County. Now it was the players' turn to be embarrassed.

"Ahhh! My wife bowed to us!"