Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

"So you said..." Mo Yu recalled what Ialion said shortly after they first met him after putting the ring on him, "If the ring turns silver..."

"Please be sure to kill me." Ialien nodded, "I don't want to become that kind of monster. The destructive power of sinners is very strong, and the pollution contained in their bodies is dozens of times that the monsters in this world can carry. Times, hundreds of times... It can be said that each of them is a pseudo-god-level existence, and only when the seal collapses at the beginning is their most vulnerable moment. "

"If that day comes, please teleport me to some uninhabited wilderness, kill me when my seal begins to collapse, and then let the druids forcibly break up the pollution and seal it. In this way, the earth will not be polluted again, and new monsters will not be born in the pollution.”

"...What if there is another way?" Mo Yu hesitated, "Perhaps the end may be a relief for you at that time...But for me, as long as I have not tried all possible means, I My conscience will be disturbed.”

Mo Yu took a deep breath: "Perhaps this is an excessive request for you... But if it really comes to the worst point, I hope you can persist a little longer and give me the opportunity to keep you intact. Bring it back.”

Ialien was startled.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was making an extremely painful and difficult decision. He whispered: "I am really tired, Mo Yu... Maybe in your eyes, I have been fighting, but only myself Only then did I realize that what I have been pursuing for a long time has been a kind of relief...

It's just that I'm too cowardly and don't have the courage to abandon the burden entrusted to me by my predecessors... I'm afraid of letting down their lost lives, and I'm afraid of seeing their reproachful eyes in the world's consciousness... So I have always dared to leave everything to fate. , waiting for my end to arrive quietly.

But what I am more afraid of is that the sword in my hand, the power I possess...will hurt everything I love and everything I have used my life to protect.

If it is your request, I will endure it even if I turn into a monster..."

He raised his head and looked directly into Mo Yu's eyes: "But you must promise me, no matter what, please don't let me hurt the world I love, and please don't let me hurt anyone I love. I don't want anything... and don't... abandon me as a monster in the endless darkness and despair..."

"I promise you." Mo Yu said solemnly, "I will never let my knight die alone in the wilderness. No matter what, I will take you home properly."

"...If it's your words, maybe it can really be done." Ialien raised the corners of his lips slightly, "You let me see that there is another future in this world, a future in which everyone is saved."

Mo Yu hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Why didn't you accept Mo Yiwu as your manager?"

"Moiwu is a great man." Iyalien blinked and said seriously, "He worked hard and sacrificed his life for this world. Maybe he made this suggestion for the sake of the world, or maybe he sympathized with me as an ally. , but we both knew very well at that time that he was not the person I was looking for. "

"Then what is the place of exile?" Mo Yu asked.

"The place of exile is a legend. It is the helpless return and resting place of the Sons of God, and it is also the only illusion without obsession." Ialien thought for a while, then corrected his statement, "No, it should be It is the only illusion where there is no resentment.”

This is a story that has been passed down by word of mouth among the Sons, but no one really knows what happened. "

Ialien said, "The church has blocked most of the news. What we know may be the truth, or rumors, or the imagination of the sons of God who are looking forward to a happy ending... Before you find this pair of rings, I always thought this place was just a legend.

The God of Light has successfully reincarnated eight times. Before me, there were many holy sons who were either chosen to be the container to contain God, or to be the seal to contain pollution... In my opinion, both will face inevitable death, but at least the latter can retain Your own soul and choice.

Some of the saints who became the containers of sealed pollution fell into the illusion in the process of purifying the illusion, and pollution and obsession merged into the illusion; some had their seals broken, turned into sinners, and were punished and killed by the church; some were punished because of Injured or ill, he died silently on the road to war...

The evil god's pollution originates from the spiritual and spiritual levels. Although it will also have a certain impact on dead things, compared with the pollution on living things, this impact and mutation are already very weak. "

Ialien explained, "If we are alive when the seal collapses, we will turn into fallen sinners, but if we are dead by then, the pollution will simply escape and find the next target to regroup.

Of course, if such a large amount of pollution escapes, it would be a very bad thing - these pollutions that we endure the pain to seal will spread into the world again when we die, just like laughing at what we have done with our lives. Sacrifice is just a useless effort.

What's worse is that if the Holy Son still has obsessions when he dies, an illusion will inevitably be generated. And who can control his thoughts before death and die without resentment? An illusion filled with resentment and obsession will be like an ambushing giant beast, seducing and capturing passing humans, trapping them in the illusion, absorbing their obsessions, and gaining more power. "

Iyalian closed his eyes and paused for a moment, as if he was mourning for his deceased companions in the past, or as if he was calming down his emotions: "No matter how we die, the pollution in our bodies is a difficult problem to solve...

Although the Church of Light has planted a sea of ​​​​light lilies, the fragile flowers can only be a reward for being a favorite, and are completely unable to bear the pollution sealed by all the saints... What's more, most of the saints can't return to the sea of ​​​​flowers alive, let alone after death.