Chapter 2010 The Corroded Jade Dragon

"Magni! I have an important mission for you." After saying that, Duke handed the [Tear of Elune] to Magni Bronzebeard, who was covered in diamond light that was bright as a blind dog's eye: "I want Go to the Emerald Dream. In the meantime, keep it safe for me. One of the Pillars of Creation, [Tears of Elune], cannot be lost."

Magni stretched out his hand and took the artifact. As soon as his shiny diamond palms were closed, everyone saw that his diamond arms became almost transparent. The red solid artifact teardrop actually passed through his arm and reached his heart.

The big guys were stunned.

Magni glanced at everyone: "I'm sorry! This is the virtue of an earth demigod like me. It's not like a certain elemental demigod and a certain wind goddess who both stepped into the divine realm and still looked human. .”

Everyone burst into laughter.

Queen Xi made a mental connection: "Duke..."

"I know." Of course Duke knew that there must be a monster when something goes wrong. If it were done step by step and in a big way to cause trouble, Duke would be absolutely right. But the inexplicable offensive is a bit of a headache.

The history of Azeroth has long been riddled with holes by the butterfly Duke.

Some events are not so much fate as they are the same choices that a leader with a fixed personality will definitely make at that fixed point in time.

But many events have become impossible to reference.

For example, Onyxia was supposed to be in decline a long time ago. Later, she transformed into a corpse once and completely withdrew from the stage of history. Who knew that she was still carrying the name of the guardian dragon and fighting in the void battlefield?

Another example is Varian. Well, at this point in time, Varian should also be cold. But with Duke's command, Varian directly escaped death on the Broken Shore, and he is still the core and soul of the Alliance.

Logically speaking, there should be no more Nightmare King Xavius.

Different from N'zoth's previous conspiracy method, now it is equivalent to a force attack.

If it is in the game, then [Emerald Nightmare] is just a transitional team copy.

Beat the people who deserve to be beaten, and push the boss when the boss should be pushed. Except for countless players yelling at glass slag for being cruel and killing our beautiful girl Ysera, the Emerald Nightmare is no different from other team copies.

In reality, Azeroth and the Emerald Dream have completely different significance.

The Emerald Dream was originally the blueprint for Azeroth created by the Titans, but now, spurred by mysterious power from unknown sources, the spreading corruption is now spewing out. If it cannot be cut off from its source, the entire Azeroth will be surrounded by it.

Duke is very clear about the consequences if the Emerald Dream turns into the Emerald Nightmare - when the nightmare expands infinitely, all mortals in Azeroth will be entangled in the day nightmare. They would pass out on the floor and have nightmares.

When the Burning Legion's invasion is in full swing, what are the consequences of all the Alliance soldiers resisting the Legion having nightmares and falling asleep at the same time?

The group is destroyed!

Brother!

Needless to say, only by defeating the one who exists as the source of pollution in the Emerald Nightmare can we see the pure Emerald Dream again.

If the strong men from other alliances go, they will get twice the result with half the effort.

Their origins determine their knowledge.

When it comes to broad knowledge, no one can compare to a time traveler from the Great Celestial Dynasty.

Duke arranged the work on the front line: after handing over most of the tasks of remote control of the Void Fortress above the atmosphere to Khadgar and other elemental messengers, he lay down directly in the bedroom of the commander-in-chief's mansion in Naxxramas.

He ordered his maids Vanessa and Solanlian: "I will probably have nightmares and yell. As long as I don't wantonly attack the surrounding alliance leaders, even if I demolish this commander's mansion, you won't want to Tube."

"Uh..." Vanessa was a little confused.

"Then, when I am sleeping, don't let any being come close to me, not even my wives. Because at the core of power, spirit can actually be unified with matter. When spirit is completely materialized, the enemy can also become me The people around her have her voice and smile." Duke emphasized, even though he thought that this might be his own fault.

Caution is the boat!

Since I traveled through time, I have persisted for so many years, and I am just about to take the final step.

No matter what, we can't capsize at this time in Legion.

Duke arranged everything, lay down comfortably, and called softly: "Ysera!"

Almost the next moment, he felt as if his spirit had encountered a black hole, and a huge suction force came from the illusion, about to pull his soul out of his divine body.

Of course, if Duke wants to resist, the opponent will never succeed.

Demigods versus demigods are just interference at best.

After verifying that it was Ysera's true form and that her power had not been corrupted, Duke let go of his spirit and allowed Ysera to pull his soul.

In the blink of an eye, Duke found himself in a mysterious and terrifying world.

The sky was red, but covered with a thick layer of dust and mist.

Numerous buildings in the distance, together with the huge land below, were lifted into the air by huge vines.

The Emerald Dream was once a vibrant green. Even though there are all kinds of unreal illusions, it is always filled with a beautiful feeling. It seems that as long as you close your eyes, you can sit in all kinds of sweet dreams and soar in an absolutely perfect world.

Now, all that comes to my sense of smell is the smell of rottenness, just like a piece of fat pork bought and thrown in the corner for a week, emitting the kind of rotten smell that cockroaches and mice like.

"Ugh!" Obviously it was just a feeling, but Duke felt a bit like retching.

"Duke, you promise me it will only take five minutes." Ysela's soft voice came, and Duke turned around embarrassedly, then was startled.

Old friends.

Whether it's her dragon form or night elf form. Ysera always gives people a sense of elegance and beauty. But Ysera who appeared in front of Duke was extremely weak.

Ysera, who was in the form of a night elf, was actually unable to stand firmly at this time. Half of her body was leaning on a withered blood-red vine.

Night elves always dress quite unrestrainedly, and most female elves like to have no armor between the breastplate and the belt, because it is more lightweight and allows their skin to feel the power of the moon.

But at this time, Ysera's entire right waist was exposed as if she had the worst tattoo. It was simply using the most rubbish heavy metal oil paint to penetrate into the dermis, leaving corrosive colors on it at will.

"Hell, why didn't you call me earlier?"

"I screamed... I thought of you as soon as I was hit. This is... well, about eight minutes in the real world." Ysera smiled bitterly. But that smile was uglier than crying.