Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Ialien's silver eyelashes trembled.

"Well, but you look a lot better now." Rama's eyes seemed to have green light flashing, "Your seal had clearly reached its limit before, and I could already see the pollution overflowing from the cracked gap. .

But now, the pollution appears to be under control again. The seal on you seems to be healing. "

Rama tilted his head: "So, this is the reason why you suddenly left the Church of Light and became a knight of the lord? Moiwu saved you?"

He nodded clearly: "As expected of our lord, he is one of the most powerful magicians in this Magic Federation Council. It seems that the Magic Federation Council did not study the results of the project before, but did not feedback the research results to the Church of Light. ”

The dark-skinned young alchemist chuckled a few times: "That's right. Only the Church of Light who is desperate would do something like this, even if it exposes their secret method, they have to ask for help from other forces."

"Maybe the Church of Light believes that no one will use this secret method in the future, and it doesn't matter if it is leaked." Ialien closed his eyes and whispered.

"It's also possible." Rama shrugged, "I heard from several familiar researchers that the people of the Light Church have now given up on this previous topic. The focus of their current research seems to be pollution, mind control and some kind of god. surrender ceremony.

It is said that the God of Light, who has been silent for a long time, gave the Pope of Light a secret oracle not long ago. However, I don’t know the content of that oracle. "

Ialien's silver eyes slowly widened in surprise.

"You may have chosen an excellent time to defect." Rama stretched and stood up: "In the words of those mercenaries, this may also be a coincidence of fate. Knight, follow you closely. Lord, he can protect you."

"How do you know the secrets of these Light Churches?" Ialien asked in disbelief.

"People will always ignore the all-powerful and useful alchemist." Rama smiled, "'I want this', 'I want that', 'Make these for me'... They never know that these needs are revealed in How much information has been collected, and the alchemists have their own personal connections and communication networks - master, senior brother, senior sister, junior brother, junior sister...

The inheritance of knowledge has formed a huge network among us, and this solid network will not be hastily cut off just because a few mage towers were blown up. "

He walked towards the door of the bar, waving casually as he walked, saying goodbye: "Good night, Your Excellency Knight. I hope you can live longer."

Ialien sat alone at the bar, staring quietly at his glass of wine. Maybe it was a few minutes, but it seemed like a century had passed. He covered his face with his hands and let out a low, slightly self-deprecating laugh.

Finally, the silver-haired knight seemed to have recovered his emotions. He picked up the ale glass in front of him and drank it in one gulp. When he slammed the wooden wine glass shaped like a keg in his hand onto the bar, the knight's eyes were filled with determination.

"I will live." He whispered, as if he was renewing a vow.

The silver-haired knight opened the door of the tavern and walked into the cool night. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the mage tower.

In the dark night, the Mage Tower stood quietly, with warm yellow light shining from the window on the fifth floor, like a beacon full of hope.

Ialien exhaled softly and took steps towards the mage tower.

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When Ialien opened the door and entered the room, Mo Yu had just finished taking a shower, changed into a T-shirt and pajamas, and was wiping his hair with a towel while reading the player forum in the background with a magic book to relieve his boredom.

Hearing the sound of the door, Mo Yu raised his head and saw the silver-haired knight walking into the room. Although Ialien's expression remained normal, Mo Yu always felt that he seemed a little depressed.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yu asked casually, "Did you have a fight with someone else?"

"Not really." Ialien raised the corners of his mouth with a smile. His eyes moved to Mo Yu's T-shirt and asked curiously: "What is written on your clothes today?"

Mo Yu was still wearing a programmer T-shirt tonight, and the words on it were obviously different from the previous one.

"Oh, this one." Mo Yu pointed at the rows of words on the clothes with his finger and read each sentence: "Don't panic, the problem is not big and can be solved. Relax." Then he turned around and pointed. There was a big word on his back saying: "Steady."

"Pfft." Ialien laughed sincerely this time, "Could your clothes be some otherworldly version of the Ouija Board of Destiny?"

"Huh? Ouija board?" Mo Yu didn't know why.

"The Ouija board is a divination tool that can randomly display the answers to questions." Ialien explained, "And your clothes, which are filled with words from other worlds, can always answer some of the questions in my heart."

"Isn't that a coincidence?" Mo Yu also laughed, "So, what is the question in your mind?"