Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Mo Yu stood in the middle of the open space in the square, turning the thorn ring on his left ring finger with a serious face.

The battle outside the city wall had basically subsided, with only a few remaining monsters still wandering around, so all the druids and elves who could heal were gathered in the square by him.

Leah had cut off the live broadcast of the small window on Iyalian's side, and used all her energy to build a transmission channel. In the silence of everyone holding their breath, a silver-blue light appeared in front of Mo Yu, and a figure wearing silver armor and covered in blood gradually solidified and floated in front of Mo Yu.

"The air time is only 3 seconds, please grasp it. 3...2...1!"

Before Leah finished counting down, Mo Yu hurriedly reached out to support Iyalian's floating body, but he had never expected that the actual weight of the slender Son of God plus the armor would far exceed his carrying capacity.

Mo Yu staggered, his legs softened, and he simply knelt on the ground under the cover of the loose robe.

——In the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to have steadily caught Iyalian who suddenly appeared in the air, knelt gently, and put the wounded knight on the ground.

Xianyu Yitiao even had his eyes shining, tightly grasping the sleeve of the ball next to him and excitedly said: "Knee pillow!"

In fact, Mo Yu's left hand and legs were pressed under his body by Iyalian, who was much heavier than his appearance. He felt pain and numbness in an instant. His empty right hand had to help the unconscious Son of God to hold the bleeding wound, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Druid! Treat quickly! Use [Hemostasis], [Healing] and [Purification]!"

"Elf allies, please help me treat our ally, Iyalian." Because of the pain and anxiety from his hands and feet, Mo Yu's shouting seemed a bit heartbreaking. The elves did not dare to delay, and formed a circle hand in hand and began to chant the ancient prayer.

The sapling of the tree of life in the distance lit up green light amid the prayers of the elves, and the small tender leaves began to sway gently from side to side.

The green life energy gathered at Iyalian's wound, stopping the gushing blood and repairing the wound bit by bit.

Although Mo Yu's spell library also had high-level repair techniques based on the system of willpower, he was afraid that if he used it now, Iyalian would grow a pair of hands on his intestines because he did not understand the structure of the human body and his thoughts were extremely confused... This kind of professional treatment is more reliable for the earth druids and elves.

However, Mo Yu thought about it and cast a [Mental Stability] on Iyalian. After all, after fighting with those polluted monsters for so many days, Iyalian's mental level is probably shaky now.

Sure enough, after Mo Yu cast [Mental Stability], Iyalian, who seemed to be trapped in a painful nightmare, had a much calmer expression, and even his clenched teeth loosened.

As the elves continued to sing and the druids repeatedly cast spells, Iyalian's wounds began to heal slowly, bit by bit, layer by layer, starting from the innermost layer...

The black smoke that hindered the healing of the wounds was driven out of the body by the druid's purification technique and trapped in the sealed bottle, unable to move...

Under the resonance and guidance of the elves and the Tree of Life, the life force from the planet and the earth was gradually injected into Iyalian's completely empty body.

The wishes from the players and the prayers from the elves once again gathered at the world elves. The silver-blue prayer power of stars, along the connection with the world consciousness that the world knight had not yet closed, flowed into Iyalian's scarred and fragile body at a gentle speed.

With the concerted efforts of hundreds of people, Iyalian's rapid breathing gradually stabilized, his wounds gradually healed, his long silver eyelashes fluttered slightly, and after struggling for a while, he slowly opened his eyes. After a while, the somewhat scattered silver eyes finally had focus.

Several druid girls were the first to cheer. Infected by their emotions, other players cheered at the same time. Some people shouted "wife" one after another, and some people sniffed and cried with emotion...

The elves stopped chanting and breathed a sigh of relief. Only Felloth Loren's eyes kept scanning the lord and Iyalian in his arms, with a very strange expression.

"Dear knight, can you close your guardian heart?" Mo Yu leaned close to Iyalian's ear and said word by word with gritted teeth.

He didn't want to embarrass a wounded person who had just been rescued from the brink of life and death, but if Iyalian didn't take off his armor, his hands and feet would be completely numb!

Iyalian was slightly surprised, and then a particularly beautiful smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and the nearby players shouted again.

The World Knight smiled and whispered "Thank you for the gift of the World Spirit". The tattered silver armor on his body disappeared instantly, replaced by a set of clean and dust-free new robes.

——It is worthy of being the darling of the world consciousness, and it also has a one-click clothing change function.

Without the weight of the armor of 180 kilograms, Mo Yu, who was used as a cushion, finally felt better. He helped Iyalian sit up from the ground, and then he was helped up by the knight because his hands and feet were numb from being pressed.