A thick black fog enveloped everything around her, and Michaela couldn't see anything five meters, nay, three meters away.

"There's something around!"

Michaela clearly sensed something, looked around vigilantly, and sure enough, the evil sound from Illanicus's body came from this mysterious area:

"Haha!"

"I've never seen a mortal as stupid as you use that equally stupid green dragon as a medium to enter my realm."

Michaela said, "You're killing yourself."

"Learning from me doesn't give you any advantage, and it's impossible to provoke me and show my flaws."

A huge figure silhouetted in the black mist, "Because I have no flaws or weaknesses at all."

"Because I'm the master of nightmares!"

"No, you're not!"

However, Michaela denied the other party: "This is not the plane of reality, nor is it the emerald dream that you have polluted, this is the spiritual world, although your nightmare also has an impact on this, but this is not your home field."

"Uh-huh (third), um-huh (fourth)."

"Good judgment, but that doesn't change your outcome."

The previous huge figure revealed its true face, it was a Sartre who was more than ten meters tall: "When you come here, you are doomed."

Sartre stretched out his right hand, grabbed Michaela like a young chick, and held it up in front of him:

"Any last words?"

In the face of a strong enemy, Michaela is undaunted: "You can't kill me!"

Yes, the spiritual world is different from the reality plane, there is no physical body here, and each figure represents a person's spiritual will, but it also leads to the combat effectiveness in the reality plane, which has no meaning in the spirit world.

Michaela, for example, is unable to cast spells in the spirit world.

"But I can eat away at you."

Sartre's left hand had been placed on top of Michaela's head, and a strange light bloomed in the palm of his hand, and the black mist of nightmares appeared in it: "Let me see, what are you most afraid of?"

"I have no fear!"

Michaela replied firmly, "At least, you can't frighten me, Savis."

"Uh-huh (second sound)!"

Savis's movements were visibly stunned: "I know you, you are the descendants of the upper elves, claiming to be the High Elves, and later changing your name to the Blood Elves, but you are not eternal, how do you know my name?"

Michaela glared at Sartre in front of her, "I have prophetic powers, and I foresaw things related to you a long time ago."

"I see, a blood elf with prophetic powers."

There are indeed prophecy powers in Azeroth, so Savis didn't doubt it, he just jokingly asked, "So, blood elves with prophecy powers, did you foresee your own death?"

"Unfortunately, no!"

Michaela told Savis, "On the contrary, I foresaw your death, that you, the self-proclaimed King of Nightmares, would be defeated by a crowd of mortals and die in disgrace."

"Mortals? Hehehe, you mean, you can beat me?"

Savis laughed, "Michaela, do you think I don't know your name? Do you think I don't know your past? I was able to observe everything in reality in my nightmares, just as you said so much before, just to distract me so that the little girl could do it!"

As soon as the words fell, Savis directly dropped Michaela, turned around and looked behind him, stretched his palms forward, and released a powerful spell:

"Corrosion—Shadow of Destruction!"

A dark shadow condensed from a pitch-black nightmare shot out of his palm and blasted towards Tolina in front of him.

Seeing that her whereabouts were revealed, Tolina immediately raised her right hand and grabbed it in the air, and the black shadow was indeed fixed in the air, but Tolina frowned slightly, and her right hand seemed to be stuck by something, and she couldn't make a fist, so she could only maintain a half-grasping movement.

The same was true of Savis on the other side, his face was full of surprise, he didn't expect Tolina to be able to block his attack, causing Savis to also have to keep his hands forward and control the shadow of destruction that was emanating.

The wrestling between the two sides began, leaving Michaela uncharged.

After getting up, Mikay stretched his hand and patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, and then straightened his collar to maintain the elegance of the blood elf.

As a system elf that has no physical body in reality and only exists in the spirit world, Torina once defeated Cthun's will in the spirit world.

Of course, Tolina's will to defeat Cthun also has a certain coincidence, firstly, Cthun himself is not an ancient god who is good at mental ability, and secondly, the will of Cthun who fought against Tolina is not complete, but only a small part of the huge will of the ancient god.

As for Savis in front of him, he is obviously much stronger than Cthun at the beginning, and it has also become a litmus test of Tolina's true strength.

As the Nightmare King, Savis is very adept at using dreams to corrupt and corrupt his opponents to achieve his own goals, and many of the green dragons who stay in the Emerald Dream have fallen into Savis's nightmares and gone crazy, and even the Green Dragon Queen Ysera.

"So, it looks like Tolina can get to a draw with Savis, isn't it?"

After analyzing the situation, a smile appeared on Michaela's face: "However, balance is one of the most fragile states, at least a little fluctuation, even if it is just a straw, can completely destroy the so-called balance, let alone me!"

As soon as the words fell, Michaela raised her ordinary right fist:

"Kill Fist - Kill God!"

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Mikaela's punch hit Savis in the left ankle.

It stands to reason that with the height and size of the two sides and even the difference in strength, Michaela's attack should not even be able to break the opponent's defense, which is why Savis has ignored Michaela since he left him.

In Savis's opinion, a small mortal is not worthy of his attention at all.

However, Savis was wrong, wildly wrong!

Mikaela's punch directly knocked Savis's left ankle into a dent, and his whole body lost balance on the spot.

You must know that at this time, Savis was still wrestling with Torina, and suddenly a stumble directly affected Savis's strength, causing Tholina on the opposite side to take the opportunity to clench his fist.

"Boom!"

The Shadow of Destruction was pinched and exploded on the spot, and a huge explosion shook the entire area, and Savis, who was already out of balance, could not stand still under this impact, and fell to the ground.

"You've been knocked down."

Michaela was well positioned on Savis's chest, her hands folded around her chest, looking down on her rival. He was standing exactly where Savis could see when he looked up.

In this way, Savis, who has fallen to the ground, looks up at Michaela, who in turn looks down at Savis.

The King of Nightmares is looked down upon by mortals!

"Ahh

Savis was furious and raised his right paw on the spot to slap Michaela away, but the claw was raised in the air and suddenly stunned for a few seconds, giving Michaela a chance to slip away.

Michaela, who came to the ground and stood firm, spoke, "How is it, Savis, do you feel the fighting spirit of mortals?"

It turned out that in the underground hall of the temple in reality, as the projection of Savis in the spirit world was knocked down, the shadow of Illanicus was also affected, and began to lie on the ground in a daze.

Agri seized the opportunity to "slam the shield into the head" of the Shadow of Illanicus, and Hanama's punch hit the green dragon's back again, and Minodall's arrows rained down on him like a rain of arrows.

And they, especially Agri, have been able to survive until now only because of Mariana's spell support behind her, as the "Holy Light Technique" and "Holy Light Flash" shine out of her palm, helping Agri to withstand the devastating attack of the shadow of Illanicus without falling.

At this moment, both the reality and the spiritual world battle has taken place

Variation.

"Don't try to beat me at this level!"

In the spirit world, Savis got back to his feet and began to fight back, and another "Shadow of Destruction" blasted out of his palm, and this time he was targeting Michaela.

"Be careful!"

Torina won't put Michaela in danger and clash in the air again, keeping the Shadow of Destruction in mid-air.

Michaela still threw her fists at Savis.

"Do you think the same trick will work a second time?"

Perhaps it is true that Savis himself is unable to move because he has to wrestle with Torina, but for an existence of the level of the Nightmare King, it is too easy to find a few thugs to help.

In an instant, the black nightmare turned into a substance, and a black indescribable thing stood in front of Michaela, it was the corrosive terror, a monster born from a nightmare, with the strength of Savis, this kind of monster is more or less.

"Cut."

Michaela had to flick her fists in the face of the corrosive terror that pounced on her, "I hate wriggling pieces of flesh."

As the spirit world of Savis regained his strength, the real-life Shadow of Illanicus also regained his combat effectiveness, picking up his right claw and slamming Agri, while flicking his long tail and sweeping Hanama away.

For the Shadow of Illanicus, the only real threat is the demon guard, but the warrior in front of him is really annoying.

As for the bull-headed hunter, Minodour's attack was not painful for the shadow of Illanicus and was completely ignored by him.

However, weakness and ignorance are never obstacles, arrogance is.

At this time, Minodoel's pet, the silver-white lion, Edge, had unwittingly dragged the fallen Bane-Swifthoof to Artk's feet, and let out a low "whine" roar at the latter.

"Hey, hey, little one, your master is so smart."

Troll Artk stroked Ekie's head before crouching down beside Bene-Swifthoof, "Now, it's time to unleash the Troll's voodoo spell."

With his left hand, Artk pulled out a palm-sized voodoo doll made of multiple wooden blocks, and then stroked Bane-Swifthoof's forehead with his right hand, and when he lifted it, it seemed that his fingertips had brought something shiny, and it was pressed to the puppet's head.

Beside her, Malenia asked, "Artk, what are you doing?"

"Wake up the Sleeper."

As he spoke, Artk waved the voodoo puppet in his hand, "It's a pity that I only have such a puppet, and I can't wake everyone up."

"But that's enough."

I saw Artk in front of Malenia, as if performing magic, his right hand conjured a nail the length of his index finger out of thin air, and pierced the doll's head.

"Poof."

"Ahh

Bane-Swifthoof screamed on the spot and woke up.

"Incredible."

Maleia on the side was eye-opening.

You must know that the "hypnotism" released by the shadow of Illanicus is based on the power of nightmares, and it is impossible to awaken the sleeping person by normal means, but Artk has done it with the magical troll voodoo spell.

The awakened Bane Swifthoof saw Artk and the doll with the nail in his head at first glance, and asked on the spot, "Artk, what did you do to me?"

"It doesn't matter what I do, my friend, it's ...... that matters," Artke said.

As he spoke, Artet pointed to the battlefield.