"This ...... This...... This ...... "It's as if Isera has lost her ability to speak."

This scene was so shocking, it was shocking.

She had been in charge of the Jade Dream Realm for 25,000 years, and she never knew that she could launch such a terrifying move in a spiritual world like the Jade Dream Realm.

"It's like ......," Isera muttered completely.

"Space Fortress main gun, isn't it?" Duke forced Isera to smile with confidence.

"Hmm. Ysera nodded.

Looking at the scene of the ashes, Duke is a bit like pulling a literary girl to enjoy some rare masterpiece in the gallery.

If this is art, it should be a kind of performance art, or the art of fighting.

Duke chuckled, "Emerald dreams or nightmares." In the final analysis, it is a world of spiritual manifestation. Imagination is the most powerful weapon. As long as the spiritual power in your body can keep up with the power of the weapon you imagined, then your dream will come true. ”

"That's right. ”

"A mortal here, as long as he believes that he is dead, then he will definitely die in reality. This law is actually universal to all beings in this spiritual world. Even the boss-level monsters in the Emerald Nightmare, if their spirits believe in their own demise, then they will naturally perish. Duke gently took Ysera and walked on leisurely.

As he walked, he admired the six huge Nightmare Boss Monsters, in the golden light that seemed to be very dazzling, but was actually extremely soft...... Ashes!

The shock on Ysera's face still hasn't subsided.

Beings with demigod-level spiritual power, each of them has that possibility, and a similar light cannon is fired here. But Ysera knew that there would be no one who could blast Duke's hand.

Like the gods of the wilderness, they have such potential. But their extremely primitive life experience doomed them not to imagine themselves blasting out such a big killing move.

Without imagination, there is no higher possibility.

If you replace it with the crow goddess Avina and the turtle god Tora, they may be tortured and consumed to death by these six leaders in a few clicks.

Duke is absolutely different from them on the level of imagination.

His insight determines that he has more room to play in this space where the spirit can be materialized.

Isera let out a long breath, "I really didn't misread you. ”

Duke naturally put one hand on the back of Ysera's hand: "Uh-huh, so you can trust me more!"

This time, it was Ysera who laughed, "Don't I trust you enough, when I am dying, the first thing I think of is you." ”

"I ......" Duke was about to say something, when there was a sudden silence.

As a traverser, he had no feelings for the remaining one or two. I don't think he's any different from other bosses.

However, when the emotional factors of the people around me are mixed, everything becomes different.

"Duke, please save Malfurion!" Duke's ears echoed with Tyrande's words.

As the leader of the Night Elves, Tyrande is in control. Although the vast territory of the Night Elf Clan cannot be said to be contested for an inch of land, it cannot allow the Burning Legion to open portals in the territory of the Night Elves wantonly.

Tyrande can't leave, so he can only entrust the task of saving his childhood friend to Duke.

Seriously, it's not that Duke feels a little uncomfortable saving Malfurion. After all, this great druid, with an elder antlers on his head and a signature green grassland hat, is definitely a good man. In this life, after knowing that Tyrande's heart belonged, Malfurion withdrew and continued to silently support Tyrande's work.

Duke found it difficult for Cenarius.

In the past, Cenarius was killed by an axe, and Duke could only laugh. But now Cenarius is not only corrupted and corrupted by the Emerald Nightmare, but his adoptive mother is holding Duke's hand!

This kind of fucking, it's just speechless.

"Ysera, I'll tell you......" Duke was about to tell the results of the system scan when suddenly, the whole world shook.

A red dot emerged from the void, and in the blink of an eye, an ominous crimson color, once again filled the horizon of a man and a dragon.

Evil spreads, and decay spreads endlessly.

At the heart of all the mad nightmares is a four-legged, horse-shaped lower body of a centaur appears.

His body was big and wild, and there were many more fiery red crystal-like things on the back of his horse, on his shoulders, and on his huge antlers. As he walked, these fiery red clusters trembled like burning flames.

Even his hair and beard turned from green to muddy red.

Ysera covered her mouth, she couldn't believe her eyes.

No, she had expected this scene for a long time, but before she saw it with her own eyes, she always had a small, one-ten-thousandth fluke.

At this moment, all luck has been disillusioned.

"Senna...... Ryus...... "Ysera's voice was like a dream.

The corrosion of the Emerald Dream was too bad for her.

She felt like she had fallen into an eternal nightmare, from which she could not wake up.

"Ysera, I can actually ......" Duke, who had forgotten this, didn't know how to comfort Ysera.

"No, no, Duke, you've helped me too much. Ysera raised her beautiful face, and two tears had already slipped from the corners of her eyes: "There are some things that can only be done by yourself, and no existence can help." ”

"......" Duke could only be silent.

"Twenty-five thousand years! As his adoptive mother, I watched him grow up. Watch as he has his own convictions and beliefs to become the spiritual leader of the Cenarion Council...... Maybe...... This is war!" Isera looked sad, and then smiled at Duke with a smile that looked like a cry.

Under Duke's watchful eye, she began to unleash the ultimate transfiguration.

In just two seconds, she turned back into her original form, the beautiful green dragon.

Uh, wait, the description of the dragon seems a bit of a misnomer for Ysera now.

The size is obviously wrong!

At this time, the dragon-type Ysera, with its wings open, was actually less than twenty meters, and the total length of its body was only about fifteen meters.

To humans, she's still a behemoth.

For Cenarius, who was inflated under the power of a nightmare, Ysera's size was a bit inadequate, even a little weak.

It has been proven countless times that dragons do not have an advantage in hand-to-hand combat among creatures of the same size. Usually Ysera, of course, can use all kinds of magic or mental attack stunts to abuse the other party to the point that they can't survive and die.

Problem: Ysera's soul at this moment has just been hit hard!

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is .. The fastest website for mobile version update: m.