Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

And now, in the fantasy dream, the NPC version of the bandit leader Tristan Hanstro was obviously not subdued by the NPC version of Lei. He rushed into the ball with his men and horses, and in an instant he had controlled all the civilians and nobles dancing on the dance floor, and put swords on their necks to threaten the royal family.

"I am Tristan Hanstro." The middle-aged bandit leader with a beard said with full energy, and the sword in his hand pointed directly at 'Iyalian'.

In this fantasy dream timeline, there is no death of Lei and Elena, nor the nearly three hundred years of blank when Iyalian entered the Church of Light. At this time, Lei is about fifty years old. According to calculations, Tristan is about seventy or eighty years old at this time, which is the prime period of the extraordinary people in this magic world who are vigorous and powerful.

Mo Yu has now figured out the judging rules in the fantasy dream - no ooc, no doing things that don't fit your identity logic, but the initial setting of important characters may not be consistent with reality, and it is okay to be consistent with the understanding of the God of Light who provides inspiration for building the fantasy dream.

But perhaps because of the stereotype of the God of Light on Lei, Lei, as a strict king, can't solve the historical problems left over from the Golden Country, and naturally can't completely solve the problem of bandits in the Golden Country.

"What do you want?" Milk Teeth smiled evilly, showing her charm, "I can satisfy you."

"I want to see if the future prince and princess can bear the future of the Golden Country." Tristan laughed boldly, "I only ask you one question, your life in exchange for the lives of everyone here, are you willing?"

This question seems simple, but Nyarlathotep is weirdly stuck. He opened his lips slightly to answer, but immediately closed them as if he realized something.

Mo Yu hid in the crowd and raised the corner of his mouth where no one could see.

This is an ordinary question, but for the gods participating in the war of gods, it is a real question of life and death.

Iyalian is a martyr. Between the world, the people, responsibility and himself, he will always choose to dedicate himself.

Even though the knight has learned to protect himself under Mo Yu's repeated training, dedication and sacrifice are still his subconscious first choice.

What Naiya got was the prince status of 'Iyalian'. This status can both arouse Iyalian's 'jealousy' and gain Iyalian's 'recognition', and can also be used in reverse.

Once Naiya does something that is completely in line with Iyalian, especially martyrdom, dedication and guarding, then it will be judged by the rules as 'recognizing' the ideas held by Iyalian.

——This may be the reason why Naiya has been strangely playing the role of 'Iyalian' in a very Nyarlathotep style.

Naiya has been stuck for too long, and the power of rules has already set its sights on Him. It gradually emerges and approaches Him.

'Make an answer. 'The power of rules hummed and pressed, which was not the language of humans or any creature in the world, but Nyarlathotep could clearly understand its meaning.

'What if I refuse? 'Nya asked it in the same way as the power of rules, which ordinary people could not hear.

'You volunteered to participate in this war of gods. If you want to get the power of this world, you have to invest the same capital as a bet. If you refuse to answer, you will violate the rules,' the power of rules opened its huge mouth, 'according to the contract, I can eat your power. '

Nyarlathotep has been keenly aware of the murderous intent hidden under this ordinary question. The power of rules only cares about appearances, and does not consider whether these actions and words contain false lies.