MTL - Stormwind God-v2 Chapter 2016 Adopted child

"This ... this ... this ..." Ysera seemed to have lost her ability to express language.

This scene was so shocking, it was so shocking.

In charge of 25,000 years of the Emerald Dream, she never knew that she could launch such a terrible move in a spiritual world like the Emerald Dream.

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

"Cosmic fortress main gun, isn't it?" Duke forced Ysera with a confident burst of smile.

"Um." Ysera nodded.

Looking at the scene of the gray fly, Duke is a bit like pulling a literary girl to appreciate some rare masterpieces in the gallery.

If this is also considered art, it should be a kind of performance art or fighting art.

Duke chuckled: "Emerald dreams, nightmare. In the final analysis, it is a spiritually embodied world. Imagination is the most powerful weapon. As long as the mental strength in your body can keep up with the weapon you imagined Power, then your dreams will come true. "

"Yes."

"A mortal here, as long as he believes that he is dead, he will surely die in reality. This law is actually universal for all existence in this spiritual world. Even the leader-level monsters in the Emerald Nightmare, their spirit Believe in their own demise, then they will perish naturally. "Duke took Ysera gently, and walked forward leisurely.

While walking, admiring six huge nightmare boss monsters, in the seemingly dazzling, but extremely soft golden light ...

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

With the existence of demigod mental power, each one has that possibility, and hit a similar light cannon here. But Ysera knew that none of Duke's could.

Like the gods of the wild, they have such potential. But their extremely primitive life experience is destined that they will not imagine the scene of such a big kill.

Without imagination, there is no higher possibility.

Replaced by the crow goddess Ivina and the turtle **** Totora, they may be tortured and consumed by these six leaders.

Duke is absolutely different from their imagination.

His insight determines that he has more room to play in this space where the spirit can be materialized.

Ysera breathed out a long breath: "I did read you right."

It was natural for Duke to put one hand on the back of Ysera: "Uh-huh, so you can trust me more!"

This time, Ysera smiled. "Did I trust you enough? When I was about to die, the first thing I remembered was you."

"I ..." When Duke was about to say something, he was suddenly silent.

As a traversal, he had no feeling for the remaining one or two. I think he is no different from other bosses.

However, when mixed with the emotional factors of the people around him, everything becomes different.

"Duke! Please save Malfurion!" Duke's ear echoed Tyrande's words.

As the leader of the night elves, Tyrande is in control. The vast territory of the night elves, although it is not an inch of land, can not let the Burning Legion wantonly open portals in the territory of the night elves.

Tyrande couldn't walk away, so he had to leave Duke with the task of rescuing the childhood sweetheart.

Seriously, Duke didn't find it a bit uncomfortable to save Malfurion. After all, the old druid with antlers on his head and a hat with a signature green grassland is definitely a good person. In this life, after knowing Tyrande's heart belonged, Malfurion withdrew and continued to silently support Tyrande's work.

Duke felt that it was Cenarius.

In the past, Cenarius was chopped to death with an axe, and Duke only laughed. But Cenarius is not only corrupted by the Emerald Nightmare, his adoptive mother is holding Duke's hand!

Such **** is almost speechless.

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

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

Evil is spreading, and decay is expanding endlessly.

At the heart of all the crazy nightmares, a centaur with a four-legged horse-shaped lower body appeared.

His body was burly and wild. On the horseback of his lower body, on his shoulders, and on his huge antlers, there were a lot of fiery red cluster-like things. As he walked, these fiery red crystal clusters trembled like a burning flame.

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

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

No, she had already anticipated this scene, but before she saw it, she always had a small, one-tenth chance.

At this moment, all luck is gone.

"Senna ... Rius ..." Ysera's voice was like a nightmare.

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

She felt that she had really fallen into an eternal nightmare and could not wake up.

"Yesra, in fact I can ..." Duke, who had forgotten the shattering, didn't know how to comfort Ysera.

"No, Duke, you have helped me too much." Ysera lifted her beautiful face, two teardrops, already slipping from the corner of her eyes: "Some things can only be done by myself, no existence can help. of."

"..." Duke could only be silent.

"Twenty-five thousand years! It's been a long time. As his foster mother, I watched him grow up. Watching him have his own convictions and beliefs and become the spiritual leader of the Cenarion Council ... maybe ... … This is war! ”Ysera's face was full of sorrow, and she smiled to Duke with a crying smile.

Under Duke's gaze, she started the ultimate metamorphosis.

In just two seconds, she changed back to the body again, the beautiful green dragon.

Er, wait, the description of the dragon seems to be a bit of a misnomer to Ysera right now.

The size is obviously wrong!

At this time, the dragon-shaped Ysera had less than 20 meters of open wings, and the length of its body was only about 15 meters.

She is still a giant to humans.

For Cenarius, which swells under the power of nightmare, Ysera's body is a little under-looking, even a little weak.

Numerous times have proved that the dragon race has no dominance among the same-type creatures. Often, Ysera can use various magic or spiritual attacks on stunts to torture the opponent to survive or die.

Problem Ysera at the moment, just hit her soul!

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