Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

The elves had no mounts, so they had to walk back this time. The route they chose was not the one that the merchants usually took, and the elves had no idea what difficulties and obstacles they would encounter along the way.

However, given their average level, they should be able to handle whatever happened on this route.

The adventurers would not really die, which Kylo Allen had witnessed in these days, but when the adventurers died, they had to keep their bodies intact as much as possible, otherwise they would be teleported back to the resurrection point for body repair or replacement.

Kylo Allen naturally did not want this to happen. If the adventurers who had finally returned home accidentally died in Amt County, it would undoubtedly be a very embarrassing thing for the elves.

Therefore, even though Mo Yu had repeatedly stated that they did not need to take too much care of these adventurers, Kylo Allen still ordered the elves to take good care of them and be on guard, vowing to protect the adventurers.

Of course, at least the item of "protecting the adventurers with their lives" was removed.

Iyalian, who was mixed among the players and dressed in the body of "grilled squid", looked through the map pushed in the task details and felt a bit of freshness.

For the Son of God who traveled all over the Ozeria continent and kept going on quests, the Elf Territory was not a strange place.

The Elf King was a very amiable king. After Iyalian became a World Knight, he met him under the guidance of the World Consciousness and became a rare old friend of the Elf King in his long life.

However, this time, Iyalian did not act as himself, but as an ordinary adventurer, and set foot on the road to the Elf Territory with the elves and players.

The different identities used have completely different perspectives on the world.

Compared with the serious World Knight, the Magic Chef can be said to be a very casual profession.

No skill proficiency and no understanding of Warcraft anatomy? Then just swing the knife and chop it randomly, relying on critical hits, there will always be a few times that you will be lucky!

Although it was a bit messy, Iyalian, who had been bound for a long time, felt that he sometimes enjoyed this occasional indulgence.

The elf who was responsible for protecting and taking care of him was called Aloed, a shy young elf. They seemed to be repeatedly told by Kylo Allen to take good care of the adventurers, and they seemed a little too attentive, asking about their well-being along the way.

Iyalian was a little uncomfortable with such enthusiastic elves. In fact, the attribute of enthusiasm has never appeared in the elves in theory, and their temperaments are cold.

Even if Iyalian only has elf blood, he can't help but inherit this cold temperament.

So he looked around uncomfortably and found that the players who were also uncomfortably had gradually walked together, forming a team of players and elves, so he quietly mixed in.

The elf was a little disappointed, but obviously relieved. Obviously, he was not very accustomed to himself being attentive to adventurers.

Walking in the desert is a bit boring and tiring, and the cautious elves don't want the players to provoke monsters too much.

As a result, the entire team gradually became a situation where players walked in the middle and elves surrounded them. Whenever a player needed to log off, they would find their elf partners who had exchanged names when they set out and entrust their bodies to them.

After appreciating the beauty of the elves up close and experiencing the desert hike, most of the players began to find the journey boring and logged off. Only a small number of players who were addicted to chatting with the elves and didn't care much about the time of logging off continued their journey.

After estimating the elves' pace and roughly calculating the time they would arrive at the first teleportation array point, Iyalian also found Alod to deposit his body and log off.

When he woke up from his body, he saw that Mo Yu had returned and was leaning on his bed and dozing off. The two of them were still holding hands, and the white ash that had eliminated the pollution had accumulated on the bed again. It seemed that the lord had been sleeping here for a while.

Iyalian lay quietly on the bed, feeling that the pollution in his body was getting less and less due to the continuous efforts of the lord these days.

The Lord's concern for his body far exceeded his own.

His seal also began to repair itself very slowly under the Lord's efforts. This had never happened before among the Sons of God. Iyalian had only heard that the seal could not withstand the pollution and gradually collapsed. It was a miracle that he could still repair it.

It was a miracle brought by the Lord of God.

Although the pollution of evil gods would cause mutations and death, the Sons of God who used the secret technique of the Church of Light to seal the pollution felt more of the pain of the game between pollution and seal, rather than the madness of ordinary people being eroded by pollution.

Ordinary people could not even feel the pain when they were eroded. After all, how could a madman realize that he was crazy?

When the pollution overflowed the broken seal, the thorn tattoo would come alive, deeply penetrate the flesh and blood, and frantically absorb the strength and nutrition in the Son of God's body as energy to absorb and seal the pollution, further increasing the burden of the seal in the body.