Chapter 2011 Fighting Corrosion

The young lady was seriously injured, but she was still the familiar young lady. Duke was lying if he said he wasn't heartbroken.

The muscles on his face were twitching, and looking at Ysera, who was half of her body in a corrosive state, Duke said: "How did the other party corrupt you? Close the channel."

"No!" Ysera said anxiously: "My soul has been completely integrated with the Emerald Dream. The corrosion of the Emerald Dream is equivalent to the corrosion of my soul. We must first find out the source of the corrosion and remove it. destroy……"

Her words were interrupted by Duke.

"Don't deceive yourself. At this rate, you will be corroded before we find out and solve the root cause of the corruption. Do you want to be the third Aspect Dragon to be destroyed due to corruption?" Duke complained.

"My responsibility……"

"The duty given to you by the Titans is to protect the Emerald Dream. In other words, as long as the Emerald Dream is fine, it doesn't matter whether you will be corrupted or not. Am I right?" We have known Duke for so long. I have figured out the characters of these guardian dragons.

As soon as Ysera choked, she was immediately speechless.

"Stupid woman! Cut off the soul connection with the Emerald Dream immediately, otherwise I don't know whether the Emerald Dream can be rescued. You will definitely be hopeless."

"Ah! But...but..." Ysera was extremely aggrieved. Her brothers and sisters are still fighting in their respective fields.

Alexstrasza is busy presiding over the void battlefield.

Nozdormu used little space-time divine power to withstand the intrusion of the Burning Legion demons from other timelines. Putting a dog egg, oh, Gul'dan coming, is already a dereliction of duty in a certain sense. Nozdormu will definitely not allow more demons to come from other timelines.

In the end, it was Duke, an outsider, who could help.

When Ysera hesitated, the corrosion continued to spread on her body. As we talked, it was not just at the waist, but had a tendency to spread upward towards the ribs and chest.

"Idiot! Don't you understand!? You are not a born guardian dragon. You are just an indigenous dragon whose intelligence has been turned on. The Titans caught you to work. Just don't abandon your responsibilities." Duke said, and actually pressed a hand on Ysela's rotten abdominal skin.

Not because she was touched, but because she was shocked to find that Duke was actually snatching control of the Emerald Dream.

Ysera suddenly understood everything.

"Duke, what are you doing?" Ysera screamed. In panic, tears burst out of the corners of her eyes: "No, you can't do this. I know you have good intentions, but if you really want to be corrupt, , I am enough. Azeroth should not lose two righteous demigods in one day."

Ysela's words stunned Duke: This... is really kind-hearted.

But this also strengthened Duke's confidence in saving her.

"That's enough!" Duke roared, like an angry lion: "Didn't you find me because you knew I might be able to save you and the Emerald Dream? I'm here! I have a way! Just do as I say. Do it, so that we don't have to fall and can survive. You stupid woman, since you have chosen to believe in me, then believe it to the end!"

A fierce squirt made Ysera lose consciousness.

"Where's the password? I'm asking for the password to close the connection." In such a moment of losing her mind, Duke had invaded her spiritual world and shouted.

Subconsciously, Ysera answered in dragon language.

Then, a second later, this strange and confusing nightmare world let out an extremely unpleasant scream.

It is impossible to describe what kind of creature this cry is. I just feel that it is some kind of carnivorous and ferocious creature. Just when the prey is about to be caught, it falls short.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo-ho..." Both of them collapsed on the ground, looking at each other, a little dazed.

The connection with the dream was cut off, control of the entire giant dream space was lost, and the rapid expansion of corrosion was avoided, but the corrosion would still not be relieved.

The stain on Ysera's abdomen was still spreading at a relatively fast speed.

"Duke, your hand!" Ysera screamed, because she suddenly saw that Duke's right hand was stained with the same colorful soul-corrosive poison as her abdomen.

It was a small piece of corrosion, and Ysera subconsciously concluded that she had caused Duke to die.

"Duke... I'm sorry... I'm sorry! I'm sorry for you! Even you were infected. Sorry, when I was in the most critical moment, I only thought of you. I never thought about asking you to fall with me... I'm sorry... "Ysera collapsed on the ground in pain.

At this moment, how she longed for the pain in her body to transcend the guilt in her heart.

If she dies, she alone will be enough, and she will harm others.

Rarely, she burst into tears.

Unexpectedly, the Jade Dragon King, who has lived for at least 25,000 years, also has such a fragile side.

Duke gently raised Ysera's pointed chin, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, and smiled: "I am the one who should be sorry. I should have shared one of my secrets with you earlier. Okay! Now! It’s time to witness the miracle.”

In Ysera's stunned eyes, Duke's right hand became even more illusory. After a few seconds, it turned into a complete spirit body. Then Duke slowly extended his right hand into Ysera's abdomen, as if pulling it. Like a piece of gauze - only large areas of spiritual corrosion were seen, being pulled by Duke, transitioning from Ysera's abdomen to Duke's hands.

The tearing pain from the depths of her soul made Ysera bend down in pain, but the continuous corrosive pain that was ten thousand times more painful than nerve stabs was significantly reduced.

"Wait! Duke, this kind of corrosion cannot be purified by the power of light." It would be strange for Ysera not to be moved by Duke's initiative to bear her pain.

Apart from being moved, I was also deeply worried.

I know Duke well, and the relationship between them is definitely not the kind of relationship that can be trusted with life.

An ally could do this for him, which made Ysera's heart feel strange.

How long has passed?

Maybe a dozen seconds, or a few hours, or a few days?

In a strange world that has lost the concept of time and has turned into the Emerald Nightmare, Ysera can't figure it out at all. She only knows that her heart is focused on the great man in front of her who is a mortal and a god.

Duke did try to purge, but he soon gave up.

Ysera quickly noticed something different about Duke.

His soul arm doesn't feel like an arm, but like the kind of detachable puppet arm that human children often play with.

There was no surgery or any magic. Duke simply twisted a small part of his intact arm skin, and then a large section of his soul arm was removed.