Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Mo Yu can understand Iyalian's thoughts very well.

There is a natural spiritual network between elves and mother trees, and between elves. They can communicate with each other without words, just by thinking.

To be honest, it is probably like the dialogue channel used by adventurers, except that adventurers talk in a small window in their vision, while they communicate with heart sounds in their brains.

Half-elves who are born in the way of birth with foreign blood will not be included in this spiritual network. For elves, no matter how similar their blood is to their own and how many relatives they have, they are still foreign races.

And Iyalian grew up in the Church of Light when he was still in his infancy. Not to mention being friendly with the elves, he doesn't even have any memory of his mother. Everything he knows comes only from a letter left to him by the bishop.

For Iyalian, Weiland and the sons of Valhalla are more like his family.

If the elves were removed from the relationship of the World Alliance, their status to Iyalian might be similar to that of the strange townspeople in the Son of Heaven.

Strange, if you really want to say it has nothing to do with them, but there are subtle causes and effects.

Mo Yu also knew that Iyalian had always been a responsible person.

He couldn't let go of those causes and effects.

Just like Iyalian wanted to solve the heavy taxes that were added to the townspeople after his apostasy, he would also find her name and identity and choose a suitable place to bury her in order to repay the kindness of the elf woman he had never met for giving birth and protecting her.

Sending her back to the elves' hometown might be the best choice, but the premise is that she was not expelled by the elves.

The two packed up their things, picked up the grass scraps on their bodies and the scattered clothes during play, and hurriedly teleported to the elf territory.

The guard on duty today happened to be Kylo Allen. As soon as he saw the lord and the knight, he welcomed them into the palace.

The two were still brought to the familiar reception room. The Elf King appeared at the door not long after, with a happy look on his face.

"Lord Moiwu!" Elf King Lancel said excitedly, "This war of gods was fought so beautifully."

He pulled out a chair and sat down opposite the two, and said excitedly:

"Whether it was using greenhouses, magic technology and artificial sunlight from fill-in lights to protect the mother tree and plants at the beginning, or the subsequent cooperation with the Earth Mother and the mermaids, using food and warm clothes to counterattack the North to seize faith, rescue the long-missing pirate queen Anne Gelma and support her as the new god of the sea... It can be said that one thing after another, one plan after another, it is simply amazing!"

If it weren't for the Lord's timely response and help, the elves who had never experienced such severe cold would not be able to resist the war of gods launched by the winter god Friels.

Although the Mother Tree of Life is a god, it also has its own weaknesses. After all, it is still a tree. Without sunlight, water and soil, it cannot survive.

The extremely cold night without sunlight was the biggest threat to the Mother Tree of Life.

But this knowledgeable Lord was able to save the Mother Tree of Life with just a few tricks, using those lamps, transparent boards and coal. This was something the elves could not even imagine.