Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Mo Yu blinked, and it took him a while to adapt to the dark environment in front of him. He found that he had exited the dream and the celestial sphere, and was standing in the secret room of the Golden City Temple.

And part of Iyalian's Dharma, the cute little shadow tentacle, was crawling out of Mo Yu's shadow, climbing up Mo Yu's feet with difficulty, and crawling towards him little by little.

Mo Yu: "..."

He skillfully picked up the little tentacle and held it in his palm: "How is the war of gods going? How did I get out?"

The little tentacle twisted left and right, and struggled to express the message of "everything is fine" in code, but the question Mo Yu asked was a bit complicated. The little tentacle couldn't spell out a complete long sentence by twisting itself around. It split into several tentacles under its body, entangled and twisted, and made itself look like a person typing in front of a computer, and even seriously adjusted the non-existent monocle.

Mo Yu burst out laughing, understood what Iyalian meant, and teleported back to the Mage Tower with the little tentacle.

As soon as he returned to the familiar study, the little tentacle jumped off Mo Yu's alchemy doll, jumped to the magic laptop, turned it on skillfully, opened the notepad, and started typing.

Mo Yu watched Iyalian's little tentacle performance leisurely. He had taught Iyalian how to use this laptop, and even asked Liya to use the input method of the Ozeria continent on this magic computer, but he didn't expect that his knight was so smart that he could easily operate it even with the phantom tentacles.

——Really, so cute.

The cute little tentacle used all its power and finally finished typing a long letter. It crawled down from the keyboard like a cricket pupa and spread its body tiredly on the table. Mo Yu then smiled and approached the screen to read the text typed by the little tentacle carefully.

[Dear Lord,

I am fine. Thanks to you, I have successfully devoured a small part of the milk tooth.

Although the process is still a bit thrilling, with the shackles of the God War rules, even I can successfully tear a piece of flesh and blood from the evil god.

But I am sorry that with my current ability, one victory is not enough for me to completely devour this powerful otherworldly god - even if it is just his projection.

The opportunity brought by a victory can only allow me to eat a small part of him.

This may be a good thing for me. This slow erosion can allow me to digest the power of the evil god more steadily and not be eroded by him in reverse.

Your previous conjecture is not wrong. There is a special rule power in the Devouring God War that can restore the evil god's polluted power into a complex and huge information flow. Fortunately, during the time I have been with you, I have learned to face all the unknowns in the world with a broad heart.

As you said, the more stubborn people are, the more likely they are to be polluted and eroded by that information. As long as we realize how small we are in the universe and have a reverent and curious heart towards the vast unknown world, we can greatly reduce the pollution brought by that knowledge.

Under the impact of that huge amount of information, I really felt some dizziness and fear, but I also understood some knowledge beyond this world.

In the cognition of that god, the world and the world are like fruits growing from a tree. Each fruit is a world in itself, and each fruit is connected by some kind of energy channel like branches.