Chromie and Chromie have quite a big difference in their spoken pronunciation in Common Language, just like Henry and Heinrich in another world.
If he didn't say that this bronze dragon was always familiar with his profession, Carlos would not be able to connect the hot high elf girl in front of him with the dwarf lolita.
"Please allow me to briefly explain the situation. The monster in front of me is the enemy of God in ancient times before humans appeared. Of course, it is just a corpse now. But these guys are troublesome, troublesome alive, and even more troublesome dead. . They can devour flesh and blood, and can also absorb magical energy, arcane, holy light, shadow energy, elemental power, and even sunlight. This guy's name is Taboo, and I don't know his race. Anyway, he is in trouble. This tomb is Made of mirage that can block energy penetration, it was originally expected that in more than three hundred years, this remains would be completely starved to death. Please don't worry about how a corpse starved to death. If you understand, you will understand. Good. But because of this idiot mage, everything went to waste."
Cromilie muttered to herself for a long time, and before she knew it, she was standing in front of Carlos.
"What does it have to do with me?"
Carlos was also a veteran of many battles. He did not relax his vigilance just because of the familiarity of the high elf in front of him. His whole body muscles were in a state of waiting for an opportunity.
"If we leave it alone, the world will be destroyed."
Cromilie blinked her big shining eyes, and her face was resolute but also had a hint of innocence and romance. Coupled with her pretty face, she was very lethal to the opposite sex.
However... Carlos's high elf face blindness can no longer be cured.
Unable to get information from the other person's facial expression, Carlos looked at the other person's physical features.
She has blond hair, a single ponytail, and a robe that covers her waist, so her figure cannot be seen. But **** is majestic enough, with a visual inspection of 37e.
"Hey, why are you staring at me? Shouldn't we be discussing how to save the world at this time?"
You couldn't tell his expression, but Carlos could tell from his voice that he didn't look angry.
"You are so much shorter than me. I lower my head and look at you, but I can't get around the **** area."
"Oh, that's right, then you see. Where did I go? By the way, let's discuss how to save the world."
"What does it have to do with me?"
Carlos sniffed and noticed something unusual.
High elves, both male and female, have the habit of using spices. This is determined by the bad circumstances of life.
Alleria loved the shimmering hyacinth ointment. Refreshing and refreshing, it cares for the skin and hides body odor in the forest.
Sora likes the extract of the Fallen Star Flower because her last name is Starbreaker and she thinks the Fallen Star Flower fits her identity.
Even though they had only met for a few days, Carlos smelled the scent of incense from Kaelthas. It was more complex and restrained, and it should be a mixture of plant spices and mineral spices.
Hair color, clothing smell, voice characteristics, and penis size. This was all Carlos could do to identify the high elves.
But at this moment. Carlos found that he couldn't smell anything from Cromilly.
It was like she was so clean that she had no smell.
"Well, since you can't understand the relationship between the world and individuals, let me put it another way. Do you want to save your sister?"
Cromilie crossed her chest with her left hand and held her chin with her right hand, raising her head and looking at Carlos.
"Um?"
Carlos couldn't help but frown when he heard this.
"It's too late."
"What's the meaning."
"That idiot mage heard about this ruins from somewhere, and actually bypassed the early warning device and dug up the sealing field. He drew power from the almost completely dead corpse that should not be used by mortals—— ——The power that penetrates people's hearts. In order to deal with you, he kidnapped your sister. But your sister Ilucia is a good mage, but she has little actual combat experience, so she was caught. He could not control it on his own. Your sister, so he brought your sister here. Use this big piece of meat to peek into your sister's heart and memory. But I told you before, this corpse can absorb any form of power. That idiot is doing this Fuck it. Let this corpse regain its primitive instincts, and that's where our trouble lies."
Cromilie talked a lot, but Carlos only understood a general outline.
Sure enough, everything in the game is a lie. Tanks, healers, and dps are all a joke. Anyone who has anything to do with the ancient gods is really a big trouble.
"Tell me what I'm concerned about, what happened to Ilucia!"
Carlos raised his voice.
"She's still fine physically, but she can't recover mentally."
"Don't half-talk."
"Didn't I tell you that this corpse has regained its primitive instincts because it absorbed some energy."
Carlos waited for a long time, but Cromilie just crossed her arms and looked at him.
After a while, Cromilie asked proactively: "Do you understand?"
Me~! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Carlos's mental turmoil was directly reflected in the guards of the ancient kings. Waves of holy light shone, making Cromilie reach out to cover her brow.
"Is this big guy broken? I'm so sorry, I don't know how to treat holy light creatures."
Cromilly said kindly.
"Can you tell me about the rescue of Ilucia?"
Carlos asked for help and suppressed his agitated mood.
"Well, there are two troubles. The first point is that you have seen that the pus and blood can already distinguish between one's own body and another's body. You need to break through their obstacles and crawl to the place where your sister is. The second point is that you think about it. Come to think of it, you need to enter your sister's memory world to wake her up. But now your sister is equivalent to dreaming as the brain of the corpse. You have entered the dream world, and the pus and blood will not just stop and look at it. "
Cromilie paused for a moment, and just as Carlos was about to speak, she continued, holding Carlos' breath back.
"And look, your head is so big."
Cromilly made a gesture on her chest.
"That guy's head is so big~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. No chance."
Nige Dashabi's wailing gradually stopped, Carlos' mood changed, and he finally took a deep breath.
"What do you want from me?"
"Have you ever heard of time magic?"
Cromilie's tone made Carlos suspect that he was hearing hallucinations, as if he was asking: Have you heard of Amway...
"The current time flow is doomed to tragedy. But didn't I say before that this place is built with mirage stone? Mirage stone can isolate any form of energy penetration. Although it was destroyed by that idiot mage, it opened a hole, but the time flow here is still abnormal from the outside world. I can send us back a few days ago. The time when the primitive instinct to return this body has not yet awakened. I will help you save your sister, and you will help me re- Seal this place."
Cromilie nodded to herself, as if she was satisfied with her plan.
"Chromie?"
"Huh? Ah! I hate it, my name is Cromiley! It's Cromiley!"
Hearing this, Carlos suddenly felt that his defeat was not unjust.
During this time, there was only one bronze dragon running around in the world.
Chromie, the dragon-hating god, certainly deserves his reputation.
Back when he was playing games in another world, Carlos heard a saying.
Chromie, the bronze dragon, is a serious tease.
She always thinks that she is very serious, but the actual effect... you know.
"Okay, the deal is established, you help me save my sister Ilucia, and I'll help you clean up the mess."
"It's not my mess, it's all of our mess. We need to get the world back to normal."
Cromilie said righteously.
"Delaying disaster, huh?"
Carlos just casually said what he heard in the Cave of Time. Unexpectedly, Cromilie fell into a confused silence.
"No, it's to prevent disaster from happening."
Although Carlos couldn't see Cromilly's expression clearly, he could hear the determination in her words. (To be continued.)
