vrcanaries Chapter 429 The recovered right hand is a little different
Chapter 429 The recovered right hand is a little different
Ivan sat in the corner of the inner wall of the elven courtyard, watching the sun gradually setting.
Xiling was sitting next to him, helping Ivan tidy up the clothes on the right side.
"You've recovered well in the past ten days. At this rate, your new arm will soon be exactly the same as before.
The skin is also new and looks different from other parts of the body.”
The half-elf lady used her magic to carefully sense Ivan's recovery.
Ever since she mastered Corellon's divine skills, Xiling has fallen in love with the feeling of controlling magic as if it were her own arm.
She now combined the druid's [Natural Sensing] with the diagnostic effects of the healing spell. She only needed to sweep the green light on her palm across Ivan's wound to clearly sense the physical condition of this human being.
"Hey! What's the problem with skin?
It’s still a little short now, but I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it…”
Xiling tilted her head, one of the few times she showed emotion.
After all, Alvin had already lost those strange spell-like abilities before - including [Conscious Vision].
Even if he had seized Leila's power of deception and absorbed most of the elven kingdom, these powers seemed to have been forgotten and could not be activated again.
Fortunately, the spells he learned are still there, which makes Alvin feel more secure.
Half a month ago, the Elf Courtyard welcomed the first group of returnees.
I don't know how Bol could bear to let go of Philohil, who had been helping him with administrative affairs, and even appointed him as the acting chief of the Second Church.
This guy is obsessed with preaching and occupying territory...
However, Philohill, who was proficient in organizational management, did save Alvin a lot of trouble.
For example, the Constitution of the Elven Pantheon and the Elven Tribe, which has been revised.
Philohil only said a few words to Alathrin, who took the initiative to take the lead, "All beings are equal before the law" and "Citizens, regardless of gender or occupation, have the right to participate in politics." The elf goddess, who always held a feather pen between her pointed ears, actually took the initiative to find this family member who had lost her faith and asked her to help revise her bill.
It is said that the "Elf Courtyard Urban Management Regulations" are now being drafted.
Not only that, Corellon has developed a keen interest in the elven druids over the past ten months.
This is the first time that the profession of druid has appeared in the elves since their birth and evolution.
If several gods in charge of nature-related duties in the pantheon had not died in the war of Lolth's rebellion, and the last and strongest one had not been torn apart from his elf identity, Corellon would have been thinking about how to trick them into converting en masse.
As soon as these moon elves returned to the Elf Courtyard, they began to survey and turn the soil in the idle fields on the east side of the city, and they enjoyed the work very much.
Even many elf gods ran over to watch out of curiosity, and from time to time used their divine powers and skills to help pour down the dirt.
This was also the first time that Corellon saw how the druids, whose professional history was even shorter than that of the elves, could create farmlands that looked so unusual.
The key point is that the crops grown in these farmlands seem to have some magical connection with each other.
"It seems that I should find some time to ask that old fellow Rillifane about this."
Corellon thought to himself while resting his chin on his hand.
Unlike Alvin, if the elven god who has come to the world wants to restore his strength, he needs to rely on his believers to contribute more power of faith.
Due to the suppression of the plane, the difficulty of converting these powers of faith into divine power has increased dramatically.
Therefore, if the suppressed gods want to fight against this suppression in the main position, they must increase the amount of power of faith.
The elven pantheon had just suffered a major defeat and also experienced the apology incident of the main god. There had not been any changes among the believers in the past ten days.
For Corellon, this was the best possible outcome.
After all, according to his previous thoughts, after learning that the elven pantheon had fled to the main plane, the faith contributed by the tribe would inevitably shrink significantly.
In Dongzhou, people say that when the tree falls, monkeys run everywhere...
After watching for a while, Corellon began to feel uneasy and planned to get up and return to the stone house where he was resting.
Before he could get up, he saw two humans with one hand, one long and one short, running in in a panic, followed by his two precious granddaughters.
"Slow down, Lian, run slower...Your legs are short, be careful of the threshold on the ground..."
Corellon was in a good mood and looked at his granddaughter with a smile on his face, automatically ignoring the angry expression on Lian's face.
Leaving little Lian alone where she was, measuring her legs with a short wooden stick, Xiling walked past Ivan, took Ivan's newly grown arm, and spoke to Corellon.
“Grandfather, when I was examining Ivan’s arm today, I found something very unusual.
Look at these blood vessels and meridians..."
After saying this, regardless of whether Corellon agreed or not, he pulled Ivan's arm and moved towards the Elf God. Although his face was expressionless, his tone and actions revealed the half-elf's anxiety.
After all, Corellon is not Iris, and he has a natural hostility towards Alvin.
To be honest, I don’t know if it’s because he loves the human being so much, but sometimes he quite likes this human boy.
Therefore, he was somewhat concerned about the "problem" that Xiling mentioned.
Corellon, the god with the most experience, grasped Ivan's wrist and poured his limited divine power into it.
He originally thought that Xiling was so nervous probably because Ivan's body did not recover as quickly as expected.
After all, as a newly ascended human being, it is normal for his skills to be a little rusty.
But when his divine power wandered within Ivan's body, what he sensed made the Elf God frown instantly.
"Lian, go help call your mother over...and Labelas."
It was the first time that Lian heard her grandfather speaking to her in such a serious tone. She was gesturing with a wooden stick next to her legs. She raised her head, blinked, and ran out of the stone house quickly.
“Guan—Hey, this little girl runs really fast.
Xiling, go and help me close the door."
When Xiling stood up and walked to the door, Corellon's deep voice slowly reached Ivan's ears.
"Which dimension are you from?"
Hearing this, Alvin was frightened again, and cold sweat began to flow down his back.
This useless young student from Blue Planet is afraid of many things, such as heights, deep space, giant objects, etc.
Since coming here, I have one more thing to fear - having my identity discovered.
He tried his best to keep his expression calm, but he didn't realize that the cold sweat on his head was running down his cheeks.