Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

In a certain fantasy world on the dark side of the planet, a team of adventurers, under the guidance of an NPC, were diligently dismantling the body left by a deceased god.

Salted Fish Their team had advanced to the tomb of the gods at the bottom of the fantasy world. With the heavy firepower support of Wendel and the adventurers' repeated lying, resurrecting, lying... after an endless cycle without fear of death, they finally broke through the last gate and found a coffin inside.

"Hiss, it smells like a trap." Hope's lips twitched, and he said, "When this illusion appeared, the God of Craftsmen was only partially eaten by the two goddesses, so where did the coffin and the body come from?"

"It can only be a trick directed by the heterochromatic bandit himself." The knife-bearing bandit pushed open the coffin board and looked at the "corpse" lying inside, "What should we do now? Do we open the coffin and drag the body out? Or destroy it here directly? Hey, I have to say, this guy looks pretty good!"

Wendel thought for a moment and denied it: "No, it is too dangerous to release a god who has the ability to descend from the gods and can run around in different bodies from the illusion; and this kind of thing is not suitable to be brought back to the base camp. If He is resurrected there, it is easy to cause great casualties...

But it feels a bit wasteful to destroy it directly.

Well, wait a minute, I have a better idea."

He lowered his head slightly and supported his glasses. His lenses reflected the unique white light when the villain appeared, and he looked very dangerous.

The eyes of the salted fish standing by lit up, and he started taking screenshots.

Wendel continued, "We have cleared all the threats in this illusion. Why don't we just occupy this place as an experimental base? This body of the god will naturally be our experimental subject."

Niuqiuqiu nudged the salted fish with his elbow: "I didn't expect your husband to be a crazy researcher."

Salted fish thought for a moment: "Being curious is indeed a characteristic of researchers! Hehe, I like it!"

"... But if the gods could be resurrected at any time, it would be too dangerous." Wendel took out a huge magic chainsaw from his bottomless cloak: "We have to make some preparations in advance."

He pulled the chain saw switch as he spoke, and the motor started to hum. Wherever the chain saw passed, meat scraps and divine blood splashed.

The players were stunned, and they couldn't tell who was the real villain.

Niqiuqiu was amazed: "Awesome!"

Xianyuyi's eyes lit up: "So cool!"

Other players couldn't help shrinking their necks and sighed in their hearts: "You are worthy of being a big shot. It's awesome that you can still have this relationship!"

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In a dark virtual world with dazzling light, a light spot crossed the sky.

It rubbed the edges of the gorgeous bubbles in a panic, as if avoiding some kind of beast that was chasing it. Suddenly, it drilled into a group of colorful "nebulae", holding its breath quietly, and restraining the flashing light on its body, like a caterpillar hiding under a leaf to avoid its natural enemy.

The huge silver-white giant snake swam through the "galaxy" of fantasy, and the snake's tongue stretched and retracted, as if exploring some kind of smell.

"I have to find a way to escape..." The light spot thought, "It's just a loss, it doesn't matter, as long as I can leave enough fire, I can still win..."

Fire, yes, fire... He still has a lot of fire, a lot of trump cards.

The light spot suddenly shrank, expanded, and then split into two halves.

One half then split into countless tiny light spots, scattered everywhere.

——Ah, fire, as long as there are these fires, He still has many, many opportunities.

The half of the light spot thought with relief, and turned around, and faced a huge snake eye.

Jiadelaiye appeared behind it without knowing when!

"Ga——" The light spot was scared to death, and it turned into a flash of lightning with all its strength, trying to break through the giant snake's defense.

"Found you." Jiadelaiye swung his long tail and hit the light spot accurately. The light spot was turned into a spinning top, spinning several times in place, and suddenly became dizzy.

The giant snake opened its huge mouth and swallowed the half light spot in one gulp.

"The loser is the loser. Don't try to escape. The price must be paid and the game will continue." The giant snake spit out its snake letter lightly, "This is the rule of the world."

He swung his tail proudly and looked at the scattered light spots again: "Well... it's too troublesome. Since the main body has been caught, that little bit of energy can be ignored."

He swam happily to his nest, his scales stretched out, his long tail swayed rhythmically, and his good mood was fully revealed.

"Delicious, really delicious, but it's a pity that I have to share it with the winning kid... But he looks easy to talk to, he shouldn't mind me eating one more bite~"

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The larger light spot that was split out was fleeing towards the dark side of the planet.

There, there was a trap set by Him, burying a trump card that He had abandoned once but has not been used so far.

"Run, run... You'll be safe there!" The light dot fled stealthily. "Tsk, those two goddesses are so lazy. They took the bait and ran away. Don't they have any intention of killing them? Well, it's a good thing that this trap couldn't be activated...

Luckily, I made two preparations at the beginning...

Hahaha! The God of Craftsmen and Arts has reappeared in the world, what does it have to do with the God of Light who lost the war of gods? ! As long as I change into that identity, the strict Gadreye will not be able to attack me!

...Although the God of Craftsmen and Arts is a little weak now...It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, once a god, always a god, as long as the trumpet is still there, the believers are still there, and a little more resources are invested, the fallen realm will soon rise back..."

He happily rushed into the illusion he set up and drilled into the tomb he built for the trumpet.

"Ah, familiar body, familiar furnishings, familiar power...Huh?" He suddenly opened his eyes, "Where is my power? Where are my hands? Why can't I feel my hands? My feet? Where is my lower body? ! ”

"Hey, this thing just moved a little." Salted Fish said, "Wendel, come and see! He opened his eyes! ”

——Who? Who is here? This is clearly the temple at the bottom of the illusion?! Who is so bold as to break in here?!

“Hey, it’s really resurrected.” Tuzhi said happily, “Thanks to Boss Wendel’s foresight, he dismembered this thing while it was still “dead”. Now it’s just a head, and it can’t do anything except blinking hehehehe!”

The God of Light with only one head left… no, the resurrected God of Craftsmen and Arts’ pupils trembled.