Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

"Do you feel anything?" Mo Yu asked.

"There is some slight tingling and heat, but it is not unbearable pain." Iyalian answered honestly.

The holy pattern on his neck has stopped moving, disguising itself as a harmless tattoo. Mo Yu sighed and let Iyalian let down his long silver hair.

"Liya, capture the image just now and push it to Iyalian's mobile phone." Mo Yu ordered.

The little world elf did as he was told. Iyalian took out his mobile phone and saw for the first time this pattern engraved on the saints from a perspective that he would never see under normal circumstances.

- A living, moving, and sanity-destroying holy pattern.

Iyalian took a deep breath, his hands clenched into fists, as if suppressing the emotions surging in his chest.

Mo Yu understood Iyalian very well. As a bystander, he could hardly bear to watch it. As a victim repeatedly used by the Church of Light, Iyalian was the one who suffered the most.

"I really can't easily escape their control." Iyalian pulled a self-deprecating smile, his silver eyes were full of sadness, "I'm sorry..."

"Shh..." Mo Yu interrupted his apology, "I have witnessed that history... or memory with my own eyes, it's not your fault.

The situation has indeed become a little more complicated, but didn't we anticipate that the Church of Light still wanted to use you as the body of God's descent, and made a plan to deal with it?"

Iyalian was silent and nodded.

"So, the problem is not big." Mo Yu showed a confident and comforting smile.

"... Please promise me one thing." Iyalian closed his eyes and said, "I will never hurt you in any way out of my own consciousness, but... if my body is really controlled by those gods, please kill me before I cause you any harm."

He was answered with a gentle, soothing, lingering kiss.

"I told you not to establish a relationship." The mysterious Lord licked his lips, "I will kiss you every time you establish a relationship in the future. If you say such things again, I will think you are being coquettish to me."

The pink color gradually extended from the knight's white neck to his cold face. His slender fingers gently grabbed the hem of the Lord's clothes. The silver-haired knight lowered his eyebrows and asked softly: "... Can I really... act coquettishly to you?"

"To act coquettishly, you should act coquettishly in the right way." The Lord's thumb stroked Iyalian's slightly opened lips, "If you want something, ask me boldly. But just like you will never hurt me out of your own consciousness, I will not choose to sacrifice you for self-protection.

Unless everything is desperate and can no longer be saved, but I will never let us fall to that point."

"Then..." The knight, who has always been obedient and well-behaved, and never dared to step out of line, made a bold request to Mo Yu for the first time: "Can I kiss you?"