Chapter 2016 Adopted Son

"This... this... this..." Ysera seemed to have lost the ability to express herself in words.

This scene was so shocking, so shocking.

Having been in charge of the Emerald Dream for twenty-five thousand years, she never knew that she could launch such a terrifying move in a spiritual world like the Emerald Dream.

"It's almost like..." Ysera muttered completely.

"The main gun of the Space Fortress, isn't it?" Duke gave Ysera a confident smile with full force.

"Yeah." Ysera couldn't help but nodded.

Looking at the scene of ashes and ashes, Duke felt like he was dragging an artistic girl to admire some rare masterpiece in a gallery.

If this can be considered art, it should be a kind of performance art, or the art of fighting.

Duke chuckled: "Emerald Dream or Nightmare. In the final analysis, it is a world where the spirit is embodied. Imagination is the most powerful weapon. As long as the spiritual power in your body can keep up with the weapon you imagined, Power, then your dreams will come true.”

"That's right."

"For a mortal here, as long as he believes that he is dead, he will definitely die in reality. This law is actually applicable to all existences in this spiritual world. Even the boss-level monsters in the Emerald Nightmare, their spirits If you believe in your own demise, then they will naturally perish." Duke gently took Ysera and continued walking forward leisurely.

While walking, I admired the six huge nightmare boss monsters. In the seemingly dazzling, but actually extremely soft golden light... they were wiped out in ashes!

The shock on Ysera's face still hasn't subsided.

Every existence with semi-god-level spiritual power has the possibility to fire similar light cannons here. But Ysera knew that no one could defeat Duke.

Like the wild gods, they have such potential. But their extremely primitive life experiences are destined to prevent them from imagining the scene of themselves launching such a killing move.

Without imagination, there are no higher possibilities.

If it were the crow goddess Avina and the turtle god Tortola, they would have been tortured and consumed to death by these six boss monsters in just a few strokes.

There is an absolute difference between Duke and them in terms of imagination.

His knowledge determines that he has greater room to play in this space where spirit can be materialized.

Ysera took a long breath: "I really saw you right."

Duke naturally put a hand on the back of Ysera's hand: "Yeah, so you can trust me more!"

This time, it was Ysera who smiled: "Don't I trust you enough? When I am about to die, the first thing I think of is you."

"I..." Just when Duke was about to say something, he suddenly fell silent.

As a time traveler, he originally had no feelings for the remaining one or two. I feel like he is no different from other bosses.

However, when the emotional factors of the people around you are mixed in, everything becomes different.

"Duke! Please save Malfurion!" Tyrande's words still echoed in Duke's ears.

As the leader of the night elves, Tyrande wants to control the overall situation. Although the night elves' vast territory cannot be said to be contested, they cannot allow the Burning Legion to open portals in the night elves' territory wantonly.

Tyrande couldn't leave, so she had to leave the task of saving her childhood sweetheart to Duke.

Seriously, it wasn't saving Malfurion that Duke felt a little uncomfortable with. After all, this archdruid with antlers on his head and his signature green prairie hat is definitely a good person. In this life, after knowing that Tyrande had someone in his heart, Malfurion withdrew and continued to silently support Tyrande's work.

Duke felt that it was Cenarius who was in trouble.

In the past, when Cenarius was killed by an axe, Duke would only laugh. But now Cenarius has not only been corrupted and corrupted by the Emerald Nightmare, but his adoptive mother is holding Duke's hand!

This kind of fucking is just speechless.

"Ysera, let me tell you..." Just when Duke was about to tell the results of the system scan, suddenly, the whole world shook.

A red dot emerged from the void, and in the blink of an eye, the ominous crimson color once again filled the vision of one person and one dragon.

Evil is spreading and rot is endlessly expanding.

At the heart of all the crazy nightmare auras, a centaur with four legs and a horse-shaped lower body appeared.

His body is burly and wild, and there are many fiery red crystal cluster-like things on his lower body on the horse, on his shoulders, and on his huge antlers. As he moved around, these fiery red crystal clusters were trembling like burning flames.

Even his hair and beard changed from the original green to a muddy red.

Ysera covered her mouth, she couldn't believe her eyes.

No, she had already expected this scene, but before witnessing it with her own eyes, she always had a small, one-in-a-million chance.

At this moment, all luck has been shattered.

"Sena...Liu Si..." Ysera's voice sounded like she was talking in her sleep.

The corruption of the Emerald Dream was too bad for her.

She felt like she had really fallen into an eternal nightmare from which she could not wake up.

"Ysera, actually I can..." Duke, who had forgotten this nonsense, didn't know how to comfort Ysera.

"No, no, Duke, you have helped me too much." Ysera raised her beautiful face, and two tears fell from the corners of her eyes: "Some things can only be done by yourself, and no existence can help. of."

"..." Duke could only respond silently.

"Twenty-five thousand years! It's such a long time. As his adoptive mother, I watched him grow up. I watched him develop his own beliefs and beliefs, and become the spiritual leader of the Cenarion Circle... maybe... ...This is war!" Ysera's face was full of sadness, and then she showed Duke a smile that looked like she was actually crying.

As Duke watched, she began to activate her ultimate transformation.

In just two seconds, she transformed back into her true form, the beautiful green dragon.

Uh, wait, the description of dragon seems to be a bit unworthy of the current Ysera.

The size is clearly wrong!

At this time, the dragon-shaped Ysera's wings were actually less than twenty meters wide, and the total length of its body was only about fifteen meters.

To humans she is still a giant.

For Cenarius, who was inflated by the power of nightmares, Ysera's size was a bit underwhelming, even a bit weak.

Countless facts have proven that dragons do not have an advantage in physical combat among creatures of the same size. In normal times, Ysera can of course use various magic or mental attack stunts to torture the opponent to the point where he is desperate for life and death.

The problem is that Ysera’s soul has just been severely damaged at this moment!