As if throwing garbage, he threw it aside, and in mid-air, Duke raised his left hand and read a word: "Extinguish—"

A huge ball of fire that looked like a flame blast appeared out of thin air, incinerating the entire rotten soul arm in one fell swoop.

"This ......" Miss Isera was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

"Well, my soul is special, and I can use my Lord soul to assimilate those spirits and soul fragments that have lost their masters, turning them into a part of myself. As for soul cutting, I learned it from the Burning Legion as an undercover agent. I don't think you blame me. Duke's smile was light, and that kind of confidence gave Ysera a different touch.

"I won't ......" As soon as she said half of the sentence, Ysera, who seemed to be about to stand up, was weak for a while, and unconsciously fell into Duke's arms: "Hug ...... Sorry, I'm ...... weak."

Ysera found out that this was the day she apologized the most in the years she had lived.

She is extremely weak, except for Duke, a special existence that can increase or decrease souls at will, any normal existence whose soul is damaged will be greatly damaged.

"Take a break. Duke patted Ysera on the back.

Suddenly a little empathetic, if his strength at this time plummeted, and he turned back to the incompetent traverser who had just arrived in the Elwyn Forest, it is estimated that he would not be able to accept it.

Strength, glory, status, power, these things are things that you never want to lose again.

It's a pity that if you don't advance against the current, you will retreat, and Duke will have no way back.

Ysera shook her head firmly.

Feeling the stubbornness in Isera's beautiful eyes, Duke stopped persuading, and the corners of his mouth raised indifferently: "Follow me, if you're really afraid of getting lost, then pull my sleeve." I promise you, I'll give you back a pure emerald dream. ”

I don't know where Duke's confidence comes from. Knowing that she was the supreme king in charge of this dream world, Ysera found that at this moment, she believed Duke more than herself.

Is it Duke's miraculous feat after miracle that makes all the righteous parties feel that Duke is omnipotent?

Or is Duke more powerful than anyone else can imagine?

Maybe...... That's the trust that results bring.

Like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law, Ysera silently followed behind Duke, twisting the hem of Duke's back robe with one hand.

“......”

Wait, this plot is not right!Why does it seem like I suddenly got into the kindergarten car!?

Duke bared his teeth and hesitated: "Actually...... I don't need to cast spells to unleash the strongest attacks......"

"Oh!" Ysera seemed confused, she had been tugging at the corner of her robe, probably only afraid that Duke would need to match the gesture to cast the spell.

But...... Now you are holding my arm like a girl who is handing out dog food on the street and pressing the road with a male ticket, and the movements are so standard, what does this mean?

"What? Doesn't that work?" Ysera's strength is greatly reduced, and she does not need to close her eyes to suppress her strength.

At this time, her big eyes of the cute dead blinked, and that kind of innocent look was almost like Duke's blood.

"No, this, it's just ......"

"I'm sorry, but I haven't really interacted with humans. I spend most of my time in emerald dreams. The people I used to know were all druids, and they held me in such high esteem that I didn't know what expression to put on them. I can't talk about it. ”

"......" Duke Chao was speechless, is Ysera a homebody?

"You're the human person I talk to the most. I see you and other women like that!"

Duke rolled his eyes: "They're all my wives!"

"Partner? The relationship between partners in the dragon clan is also very loose! I don't know you humans very well. Ysera said this, but she couldn't help but clench.

Feeling the resilience of Dragon Peak, Duke really didn't know what expression to use to face Ysera.

She's a dragon.

She's a dragon!

She was......

This self-hypnosis really didn't work at all, especially after Duke slapped Onexia, and he didn't think it was a problem.

I suddenly want to die!

Duke, who was completely desperate, simply temporarily pinched the feeling on his left arm. For an elemental demigod with an elemental body, these are trivial.

"Whew—" With a long exhale, Duke calmed down.

Ysera was surprised to find that the landscape around her was changing at a high speed.

"Ahh

"I understand a little!" Du Mouke's humility is more like pretending to be forced in the eyes of the dragon girl.

The scene in front of me quickly dissolved.

The dark red sight that shook like a monster with teeth and claws, whether it was a huge wall, a withered wood, or a layer of black ground that had become like solidified magma, was like a candle that had been roasted and melted by fire, screaming and decomposing in front of Duke.

A pitch-black cloud of ink suddenly poured out of nowhere, and Duke was clearly shielded with ice, and this mysterious evil substance easily passed through Duke's defenses and poured onto Duke.

"Zizizi!" it was similar to the smell of grilled meat.

Miraculously, Duke didn't seem to be aware of it.

Obviously, one of the pieces of black water had melted half of Duke's face, and half of his face was gone, revealing his terrifying teeth and melting muscles.

Even though she knew it was part of the Emerald Nightmare, Ysera frowned.

Who knows, the next second, suddenly a burst of green light flashed. Ysera was pretty sure that in the black-bottomed curtain that covered Duke's cheeks, there were a large number of green numbers the size of green beans pouring down from top to bottom.

0 and 1 –

In the blink of an eye, the damage on Duke's face had been repaired without a single scar.

"Are you...... How!?" Isera was shocked.

"It's nothing, it's just that I understood the principle of the Emerald Dream from another angle. The world we know is a purely material world with a solid shape. But the dividing line between the material and the spiritual in the world of Azeroth is not as clear as mortals think. ”

"Yes!" Isera nodded.

"The Emerald Dream is not only the blueprint left by the Titans to Azeroth, but also a special space where spirit and matter can be perfectly integrated, and the spirit can be embodied in the form of matter at any time. As long as you know this, it's easy to do. ”

As he spoke, Duke waved his hand, and an exaggerated light mask the size of a football field enveloped him and Ysera.

Outside, whether it was a violent storm, a volcanic eruption, or the fall of the stars, it did not affect the world inside the mask in the slightest.

"The so-called corrosion is to change the victim's spirit in this world where the spirit can be materialized. Tamper with the victim's memory to make the victim think that his soul is really corrupted and destroyed. When the victim believes all this mentally, then the victim is really finished. ”