It was thrown to the side like trash. In mid-air, Duque raised his left hand and chanted, "Destroy —"
A huge fireball that looked like a Pyroblast appeared out of thin air and burned the entire rotten soul arm into ashes.
"This …" Ysera was dumbfounded. She was completely dumbfounded.
"Yes, my soul is special. I can use my main soul to assimilate the soul and soul fragments that have lost their owners, turning them into a part of me. As for cutting souls, I learned it from the Burning Legion when I was undercover. I think you won't blame me. "Duque's smile was light, but his confidence gave Ysera a different feeling.
"I won't …" Halfway through her sentence, Ysera, who was about to stand up, felt her legs turn to jelly. She fell into Duque's arms. "I'm … sorry, my legs are jelly …"
Ysera realized that this was the day she had apologized the most in all her years of life.
She was extremely weak. Other than Duque, who could increase or decrease souls at will, any normal being would be greatly weakened if their soul was damaged.
"Take a break." Duque patted Ysera's back lightly.
He suddenly empathized with her. If his power dropped and he became the useless transmigrator who had just arrived at the Elven Forest, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it either.
Strength, glory, status, and power. Once you had these things, you would never want to lose them.
Unfortunately, a boat sailing against the current would either advance or retreat. Duque had no way out.
Ysera shook her head resolutely.
Feeling the stubbornness in Ysera's eyes, Duque didn't try to persuade her anymore. He smiled calmly. "Follow me. If you're really afraid of getting lost, then pull my sleeve. I promise you, I'll return you a pure Emerald Dream. "
She didn't know where Duque's confidence came from. She was clearly the supreme ruler of this Dream World, but Ysera realized that at this moment, she actually trusted Duque more than she trusted herself.
Was it Duque's miraculous feats that made all the forces of justice feel that Duque was omnipotent?
Or was it that Duque's strength had long since surpassed the imagination of all existences?
Perhaps … this was the trust that came with actual achievements.
Ysera followed behind Duque quietly like an obedient wife, one hand holding onto the tail of Duque's robe.
"…"
Wait, this plot isn't right! Why did it feel like he was on a kindergarten bus!?
Duque grimaced and stammered, "Actually … I don't need to cast spells to launch my strongest attack …"
"Oh!" Ysera seemed to be in a daze. She had been tugging at the corner of her robe, probably because she was afraid that it would affect Duque.
But … now you're holding my arm like you're distributing dog food on the street with your boyfriend, and your movements are so precise. What's the meaning of this?
"What? This isn't suitable? "Ysera's strength was greatly reduced, so she didn't need to close her eyes to suppress her power.
At this moment, she blinked her large, cute eyes. That innocent look made Duque's face bleed.
"No, this, it's just …"
"Sorry, I actually don't have much interaction with humans. I spend most of my time in the Emerald Dream. The people I knew before were all Druids. They were too respectful to me, and I didn't know what expression to use to face them. I couldn't even talk to them. "
"…" Duque was speechless. Was Ysera an otaku?
"The human I talk to the most is you. I've seen you talk to other women like this! "
Duque rolled his eyes. "They're all my wives!"
"Partners? Partners in the dragon race are very loose! I don't really understand you humans. "Ysera said this, but she couldn't help hugging Ysera tightly.
Feeling the elasticity of Dragon's Peak, Duque really didn't know what expression to use to face Ysera.
She was a dragon.
She was a dragon!
She was …
This self-hypnosis was completely useless, especially after Duke had slapped Onyxia. He didn't think it was a problem at all.
He suddenly wanted to die!
Completely despairing, Duque decided to temporarily cut off the sensation on his left arm. For an elemental demigod with an elemental body, this was a small matter.
"Phew —" Letting out a long breath, Duque calmed down.
Ysera was surprised to find that the scenery around him was changing at a high speed.
"Ah! You know how the power of the Emerald Dream works? "
"Just a little!" Duque's humility seemed more like pretentious in the eyes of the Dragoness.
The scenery in front of him quickly dissolved.
The dark red scene that was originally like a monster baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, no matter if it was the giant walls, the withered trees, or the layers of black ground that looked like solidified magma, all of them were like candles being roasted by fire, disintegrating in front of Duke with a scream.
A ball of black ink suddenly came out of nowhere. Even though Duque had activated his Ice Shield, this mysterious evil substance easily passed through Duque's defense and poured onto Duque's body.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!" It was like the smell of burnt meat.
Miraculously, Duque didn't seem to notice it at all.
One of the puddles of black water had already melted half of Duke's face. Half of his skin was gone, revealing his terrifying teeth and muscles that were constantly melting.
Even though he knew that this was also a part of the Emerald Nightmare, Ysera still frowned.
Who knew that in the next second, a green light suddenly flashed. Ysera was very sure that in the black curtain covering Duque's face, a large number of green bean-sized numbers poured down from top to bottom.
0 and 1 —
In the blink of an eye, the damage on Duque's face had healed without any damage. Not even a scar was left.
"How … did you do it?!" Ysera was shocked.
"It's nothing. I just understood the principles of the Emerald Dream from another angle. Usually, the world we know is a purely physical world with a physical shape. But the line between the physical and the spiritual in the World of Azeroth is not as clear as mortals think. "
"Yes!" Ysera nodded.
"The Emerald Dream is the blueprint that the Titans left for the Azeroth. It is also a special space that can perfectly merge the spiritual and the physical, allowing the spiritual to materialize in the form of a physical object at any time. As long as we know this, it will be easy. "
As he spoke, Duque waved his hand. An exaggerated light shield the size of a football field enveloped him and Ysera.
Whether it was the storm outside, the volcanic eruption, or the destruction of the stars, it did not affect the world inside the light shield at all.
"The so-called corrosion is to change the victim's mind in this world where the spiritual can materialize. Tampering with the victim's memory, making the victim think that their soul has really been corroded and destroyed. When the victim believes all of this in their mind, then the victim is really finished. "
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