Chapter 1636 The Temple of the Soul

Among the friends from the past, there were roommates, classmates from the same class and the next class, and people from society who often came to the Internet cafe to get acquainted with each other. They watched the illusion in their appearance being burned.

Duke has only one feeling:

It hurts my heart, old man!

Duke felt so uncomfortable that he was about to cry.

But this is a psychic attack. Life and death, only one can become the winner of the psychic attack!

Normally, it would be difficult for any intelligent creature with a normal mind to control its mind. There are only two ways to control a creature with high intelligence and combat power in the shortest possible time using the simplest violence: severely injuring its mind and draining its intelligence.

The mental retardation technique is easy to understand. If a person with an average IQ of 90 drops to an IQ of 5 points, it is a success. Whether by slowing down their thinking reactions or weakening their thinking patterns. But such methods often reduce the creature's combat ability.

Without the ability to think, human beings are almost like mentally retarded zombies.

Yogg-Saron chose another more troublesome method - severely damaging the soul.

This is not traceable.

Before Duke entered Ulduar, he carefully recalled Yogg-Saron's methods. Come to the conclusion that Yogg-Saron is a super master of dissociative amnesia.

Dissociative amnesia is a memory disorder characterized by sudden memory regression caused by severe stress or trauma, such as witnessing the death of a loved one. The patient forgets the painful experience as if the memory never happened, living in a self-deceptive lie.

Just like Thorim, in the historical battle with Loken, Thorim carried great hatred and shouldered heavy responsibilities, but he was brainwashed into a slave by Yogg-Saron as soon as he turned around. It depends on this trick.

The spiritual world is the most complicated thing. If you brainwash everyone, you will become an idiot. Yogg-Saron's method is to retain a considerable degree of the victim's knowledge, leave behind the memories he cherishes most, and then modify other aspects.

After waiting for a period of time, his cognition and memory will be perfectly modified, and he will become a brain-dead fan like Loken.

Duke thought hard about what spiritual weaknesses he had that might allow him to suffer serious psychological trauma. He summarized it for a long time and finally concluded it: that is worrying about gains and losses.

After achieving today's achievements and having a perfect and harmonious harem, he simply couldn't bear to give up. If there is anything that scares him the most, it is probably losing everything he has in Azeroth.

Therefore, after Yogg-Saron spent a lot of effort to bypass the protection of the system elves by undetectable means and peeked into Duke's memory fragments, it can be predicted what kind of attack he would launch.

Duke set a trigger-like trap for himself.

If you recall the memories of your time in the Heavenly Dynasty on Earth, then activate the system wizard's prompts yourself.

This move saved Duke.

"Hahahaha!" Aguang turned into a flaming skull in the flames.

Duke turned around leisurely. If he was faced with this crazy skeleton, he would lose his mind every second.

I really wanted to light a cigarette, but unfortunately, Duke didn't smoke.

After thinking about it, Duke had a crystal glass cup made entirely of frost elements in his hand, which was filled with psychedelic liquid arcane energy.

"Since it's a dream and you can't even open your own storage space, then so be it..." Duke showed a strange expression that didn't know whether it was a smile or a bitter smile, raised the cup in his hand high, and let the arcane liquid flow. The drops fell to the ground.

The "World of Warcraft" used to be so beautiful.

For this reason, some people climb over the wall and go to Internet cafes in the middle of the night.

For it, some people work part-time as coders for two hours a day, and then work in World of Warcraft for 12 hours.

For this reason, someone was working the night shift at the factory at 3 o'clock in the morning. He got up in the dark and turned on the computer, just because Duke, the president of the guild, called him, 'Hey! XX, there’s a fight online’.

Everyone has froliced, played, celebrated, and been sad in it.

After entering the world of Azeroth for more than 20 years, that memory is already very distant history.

It was the end of an era.

But for Duke, the time traveler, it was also the beginning of an era.

Looking at the 'arcane wine' splashing in the air, Duke murmured to himself: "Salute to our lost youth!"

right!

Duke will be missed, but not obsessed.

From the first day he traveled across time, he was fighting a battle that even he himself thought was probably unwinnable, not to mention the whole world.

Facing powerful enemies that were as numerous as the stars in the sky, I hesitated, doubted, and even almost flinched. But since I had never given up on the 'simple' ideal of getting better in my heart, the only thing left to do was— —

Win the final victory and create a legend that only belongs to me, Duke!

…

Along with Duke's murmuring to himself, the dream in front of him almost changed in response.

The wall of the Internet cafe disappeared silently.

A huge, white jellyfish-like thing floating in mid-air was revealed.

That thing overlapped with what Duke remembered.

Yes, it is Yogg-Saron's brain, which controls the ability to dream. In a sense, it is also one of Ysera's most powerful enemies.

When Duke was the first to step into the Temple of the Soul, he was a little surprised. Almost in no particular order, the other walls of the Temple of the Soul disappeared silently within a few seconds, revealing what was behind the wall. The presence.

The first one to come out was Sylvanas. As the queen of the blood elves, she was outstanding in grace. Facing Duke's questioning look, she raised her chin proudly: "Anasterian's nightmare seems It is not a mistake to want to use old age to prove that one's own powerlessness and betrayal are not wrong. Hum! I am not afraid of old age! Even if I am too old to pull the bow string, I will still use my body to defend my compatriots, even if I die on the way to charge!"

Duke was a little dumbfounded, but then he felt relieved: Never bow to fate. Sure enough, this is the Sylvanas Windrunner I love so much.

Tirion appeared second, and he shook his head: "I met Arthas. In that dream, he seemed to want to defend his patricide. Unfortunately, I didn't listen. The kindest orc I have ever seen, also The filthiest human being I have ever seen. Justice cannot be blasphemed, justice cannot be trampled on, and justice does not distinguish between races and national boundaries. Nightmares have their own reasons for nightmares, and I have my own justice."

As one of the Five Silver Sages, Tirion's firm belief is probably second only to Uther's. As for him, Duke has nothing to worry about.

Vashj appeared in the form of a human-faced Naga, and she showed a wry smile: "I met Queen Azshara, and she seemed to want to be my master. But ten thousand years is too long. I only hate her. . Moreover, the light of redemption in my heart made me wake up."