Chapter 2012 Spirit and Material

As if throwing away garbage, he threw it to the side. In mid-air, Duke raised his left hand and read one word: "Destroy——"

A huge fireball like a pyroblast appeared out of thin air, burning the entire corrupted soul arm in one go.

"This..." Miss Ysela was stunned, completely dumbfounded.

"Well, my soul is special. I can use my main soul to assimilate the ectoplasm and soul fragments that have lost their masters, and turn them into a part of myself. As for cutting the soul, I am an undercover agent, from the Burning Legion I learned it there. I think you won't blame me." Duke's smile was light and indifferent, but that kind of confidence gave Ysera a different feeling.

"No..." Just halfway through speaking, Ysela, who seemed to be about to stand up, felt her legs weak and unconsciously fell into Duke's arms: "Hug... I'm sorry, my legs are weak..."

Ysera discovered that this was the day she had apologized the most in her countless years.

She was extremely weak. Except for a special being like Duke who could increase or decrease his soul at will, any normal being would be severely damaged if his soul was damaged.

"Take a break." Duke patted Ysera's back gently.

Suddenly he felt a little empathetic. If his strength dropped drastically at this time and he turned back into the incompetent time traveler who just arrived in Elwynn Forest, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it.

Strength, glory, status, power, once you get these things, you never want to lose them.

Unfortunately, sailing against the current will lead to retreat, and Duke has no way to retreat.

Ysera shook her head firmly.

Feeling the stubbornness in Ysera's beautiful eyes, Duke stopped trying to persuade him and raised his lips calmly: "Follow me. If you are really afraid of getting lost, just hold my sleeve. I promise you, I will give you one in return. The pure Emerald Dream.”

I don't know where Duke's confidence comes from. Although he was clearly the supreme king in charge of this dream world, Ysera found that at this moment, she actually believed in Duke more than herself.

Is it Duke's miraculous feats time and time again that makes all those on the righteous side feel that Duke is omnipotent?

Or is Duke already more powerful than anyone can imagine?

Maybe...this is the trust brought by performance.

Like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law, Ysera followed Duke silently, twisting the tail of Duke's robe on his back with one hand.

"..."

Wait, this plot is wrong! Why does it seem like I suddenly got on the kindergarten bus! ?

Duke bared his teeth and hesitated: "Actually... I don't need to cast spells to launch the strongest attack..."

"Oh!" Ysera seemed confused. She had tugged on a corner of her robe before, probably because she was afraid that it would affect Duke's need to coordinate the gestures to cast the spell.

But... now you are holding my arm like a girl who is handing out dog food on the street or crossing the road with a man. Your movements are so standard. What does this mean?

"What? Isn't this suitable?" Ysera's strength was greatly damaged and she didn't need to close her eyes to suppress her own strength.

At this time, her pair of cute big eyes were blinking, with such an innocent look, it was almost as cute as Duke's.

"No, this, it's just..."

"Sorry, I actually haven't had much communication with humans. I spent most of my time in the Emerald Dream. All the people I met before were druids. They respected me too much. I didn't know what expression to use to deal with them. We can’t even talk to them.”

"..." Duke was speechless. Is Ysera considered a otaku?

"The human being who talks to me the most is you. I see you and other women are like this!"

Duke rolled his eyes: "They are all my wives!"

"Partners? The relationship among dragons is also very loose! I don't understand you humans very well." Ysera said this while hugging her tightly involuntarily.

Feeling the elasticity of Dragon Peak, Duke really didn't know what expression to use to face Ysera.

She is a dragon.

She is a dragon!

she is……

This self-hypnosis is really useless, especially after Duke fucked Onyxia, it didn't even seem to be a problem.

Suddenly I want to die!

Duke, completely desperate, simply temporarily pinched off the feeling on his left arm. For an elemental demigod with an elemental body, these are trivial matters.

"Huh..." Duke took a long breath and calmed down.

Ysera was surprised to find that the surrounding scene was changing at a rapid speed.

"Ah! Do you understand how the power of the Emerald Dream works?"

"I understand a little bit!" Du Mooke's humility looked more like pretentiousness in the eyes of the dragon girl.

The scene in front of him dissolved quickly.

The dark red scene that was originally shaking like a monster with its teeth and claws, whether it was a huge wall, withered woods, or the black ground that turned into layers of solidified magma, all looked like candles melted by fire. Screaming and decomposing in front of Duke.

A ball of something as black as ink suddenly poured out of nowhere. Duke was obviously driving an ice shield, but this mysterious evil substance easily passed through Duke's defense and poured onto Duke.

"Sizzling!" It smelled like roasted meat.

Miraculously, Duke seemed completely unaware.

It was obvious that a piece of black water had melted half of Duke's face, half of his face was gone, revealing his terrifying teeth and melting muscles.

Even knowing that this was part of the Emerald Nightmare, Ysera still frowned.

Who knows, the next second, a burst of green light suddenly flashed. Ysera was very sure that in the black curtain covering Duke's face, there were a large number of green numbers the size of mung beans pouring down from top to bottom.

0 and 1——

In the blink of an eye, the damage on Duke's face had been completely repaired, with not even a trace of scar left.

"How...how did you do it!?" Ysera was shocked.

"It's nothing, it's just that I understood the principles of the Emerald Dream from another angle. The world we usually know is a purely material world with solid shapes. But in the world of Azeroth, there is a distinction between matter and spirit. The boundaries are not as clear as ordinary people imagine.”

"Yes!" Ysera nodded.

"The Emerald Dream is not only the blueprint left by the Titans to Azeroth, but also a special space that can perfectly integrate spirit and matter, allowing spirit to be embodied in material form at any time. As long as you know this, it will be easy to handle."

As he spoke, Duke waved his hand, and an exaggerated light mask as big as a football field enveloped him and Ysera.

Regardless of the violent storms, volcanic eruptions, or stars falling outside, they did not affect the world inside the mask at all.

"The so-called corrosion is to change the victim's spirit in this world where the spirit can be materialized. Tampering with the victim's memory makes the victim think that his soul has really been corrupted and destroyed. When the victim is mentally If you believe all this, then the victim is really finished.”