Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Let's move forward in time.

Mo Yu also completed his overtime work on time today. After taking a shower, he picked a programmer T-shirt from his suitcase with the words "This requirement cannot be fulfilled!" written on the chest and "Hmm, you are right~" written on the back as his pajamas, yawning. Enter the room.

After saying good night to Lia, Mo Yu turned off the light and fell asleep in a second.

After sleeping until midnight, Mo Yu was woken up by the beep beep beep of the system alarm.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and unexpectedly found that the ring on his left hand shone with a faint silver light, which was more obvious than last time. Even the ring itself began to gradually turn silver.

Leah pushed his shoulder, trying to attract his attention: "Lord! Lord Lord! Ialion needs your help!"

"I'm awake, I'm awake." Mo Yu woke up instantly and hurriedly got out of bed, "What's going on?"

"Ialion needs your help! Please come quickly," Leah repeated.

"Okay, okay!" Mo Yu looked down at the pajamas he was wearing, struggled for a second and then automatically gave up the idea of ​​changing clothes, "Forget it, the situation is urgent. Anyway, Ialien doesn't know the words of the other world. ”

He ran downstairs in three steps at a time, pushed open the door in the dark, and as soon as he turned on the light, he was startled by the overwhelming silver thorns in the room.

Eialion is the source of these silver thorns and the object of their binding.

The silver-haired Holy Son was holding on to the desk weakly, breathing hard, as if he was about to fall down at any time, but he was still struggling to move forward, as if he wanted to leave here.

"Ialien?" Mo Yu called.

Ialien's distracted eyes finally noticed Mo Yu, and his silver eyes focused again, full of pain and exhaustion. He stopped and stretched out his palms, palms facing forward, which was an obvious movement to stop him.

"Don't... come in." He struggled to squeeze out the words while gasping, "There is, pollution, I have... called... the Druid..."

——Indeed, calling the Druid was a very correct move.

Mo Yu glanced at the NPC phone that fell on the floor. The task release interface on it was still open, but no one was picking it up yet. He glanced at the time of the original world on his system interface, which was 7:30 in the morning.

——Unfortunately, this is the lowest time when the number of players online is the lowest.

But pollution? Isn't this a coincidence? He is immune!

Mo Yu stepped directly into the room, and the thorns covering the ground rustled away as he approached, making way for a path.

——It’s strange that it’s self-conscious.

Mo Yu moved forward, and the thorns slowly gave way to the road. Without the obstruction of thorns, he could clearly see Ialien's current state.

His Royal Highness the Holy Son was tightly bound and entangled by thorns. The sharp thorns of the silver thorns pierced deeply into his skin, but no blood flowed out. Instead, his skin cracked, black smoke of pollution pouring out of the cracks.

Ialien looked in great pain. He clenched his teeth as if he was enduring something, but clear sounds like broken glass kept coming from his body.

More and more polluted black smoke was spilling out, and the thorn vines were getting tighter and tighter. He seemed to have no strength to support himself, and his body was crumbling.

"Please... please let the elves of the world teleport me away... Anywhere will do. I, the seal in my body is about to collapse... I don't want to become a monster here..." Ialien closed his eyes. , when he opened it, his silver eyes were full of pleading, "There is too much pollution sealed in my body... cough..."

Ialien coughed several times, and black smoke overflowed from his mouth. He took a few deep breaths and grinded out the words through his teeth: "I...will destroy...everything here..."

He raised his head and looked at Mo Yu, his eyes full of sadness: "Please, let me die alone...in a remote no-man's land."