Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Nabu Budamik sat silently on the bench for believers to pray in the Temple of the Earth Mother, with his hands on his forehead and fell into meditation. A staff with a top curved like a snake was placed across his thigh.

His originally brown beard and hair were somewhat gray, and time had carved indelible wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Facing this disaster, he looked a little older.

Beside him, people from the Chamber of Commerce were pacing back and forth, lying on the ground unconscious, or leaning on their chairs with injuries and groaning...

These were the core members of the chamber of commerce in the small town who were organized and gathered by him as soon as the illusion broke out, and brought into the Earth Mother Palace, as well as their families, slaves, and the people they met along the way... They just made preliminary statistics. After a while, there were 156 people.

He slowly opened his eyes, his brown pupils full of worry. His deputy, Shazak Les, stepped forward: "President! What's up, did the Earth Mother give an oracle?"

"If it were in an ordinary illusion, even the power of Mother Earth would be difficult to penetrate the barrier. But fortunately, this is an illusion that is still being generated. I tried my best and heard the faint voice from Mother Earth. He said, "He concentrated and breathed out the words: "[Reinforcements have arrived, Amt County]."

"Reinforcements have arrived? That should be good news? But... Amt County?" Shazakless searched in his mind for a long time, but could not find any information about this place. "What is that place?"

"Perhaps you have heard of the prodigal son of the Felizlock family who was expelled from the Magic Federation." Nabu Budamik said, "The legend who once traveled to Southern Continent and made a contract with the dragon."

"...The reinforcement is him?" Shaza's face showed joy, "If it is him, maybe he can really break this illusion."

"It's a miracle that he is still alive." Nabu frowned, "I heard that when he left Nanzhou, the pollution had already penetrated deep into his body, and half of his face was covered with tentacles and mutations. For decades, In the past, it was impossible for any grandmaster to live sanely until now, but even so, he has made a lot of noise recently.

In fact, the changes in the Church of Light and the resurrection of the elves' tree of life seem to be related to him.

I heard from the tax collector of the Church of Light that this deviant great magician had somehow seduced the fallen Son of the Church of Light. Not only did the always loyal Son betray the church, but all of his own pollution also disappeared... The people of the Church of Light suspected that the Holy Son had been brainwashed by him using some secret method, and used the sealing technique of the Church of Light to swallow up and seal the pollution on Moiwu.

But I am skeptical about this. Even if Ialion has this ability, he cannot purify the elves' tree of life that should wither. The Son purifies.

If the Church of Light had such means, Central Continent would have been in their possession long ago, and it would be impossible to maintain the current peace with the Magic Federation.

I came to Central Continent this time to inquire about the situation, but unexpectedly I fell into an illusion crisis. "

"Then...is this person trustworthy?" Shaza asked worriedly.

"Moyiwu is a deviant, but he is not a villain in any way. If we really want to give him an evaluation, then he should be regarded as a saint.

He only has righteousness and the world in his heart, without any personal feelings or self... Perhaps, this is his greatest evil. "

Nabu sighed: "I never believe in people without selfish motives, because, in my eyes, it is impossible for mortals to be selfless, and those who claim righteousness must have their own purposes. Look at the Church of Light, aren't they all a bunch of people who are just hanging on? Are you a hypocrite who extorts excessive taxes in the name of righteousness?

But this great magician has always seemed to only pursue the principles of righteousness for himself. He has never imposed his ideas on others, nor has he shown any other purpose besides saving the world.

Now it seems that if he is really willing to take risks for people like us who have never met and venture into this dangerous place of near death, then he is a person worthy of cooperation. "

"Then what should we do next?" Shaza asked.

"Wait. There is no other choice but to wait. There are many injured people here, and there are monsters entrenched outside. The relatives of the evil god are eyeing us. The Earth Mother Hall is the only place that can protect us."

Nabu stood up, raised his staff, and whispered a spell in his mouth. A circle of yellow-green energy ripples swung out from the staff, swept across the entire Earth Mother Hall, and was finally absorbed by the walls of the Earth Mother Hall. , in the nodule-like bulges on the walls around the hall, the crystals of yellow-green light were lit by this power.

They looked outside through the window. Except for the scope of the Earth Mother Hall, the town outside had been overlapped by the projection of a strange underwater city. The city seemed to come from another dimension, and it was very slowly turning from phantom to solid.