The young lady was seriously injured, but she was still a familiar young lady. It was fake that Duke said she didn't feel heartbroken.

The muscles on his face were twitching, looking at Isera, who was half of his body in a state of corrosion, Duke said: "How did the other party corrode you? Close the passage."

"No!" Isera was anxious: "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 destroy it..."

Her words were interrupted by Duke.

"Don't deceive yourself. Follow this progress, you will be corroded before we find and solve the root cause of corrosion. Do you want to be the third guardian dragon that has been destroyed by the fall?" Duke complained.

“My duty…”

"The responsibility of Titans to you is to protect the jade dream. In other words, as long as the jade dream is fine as a major premise, it doesn't matter whether you will be corroded or degenerate. Am I right?" After knowing you for so long, Duke has figured out the personalities of these guardian dragons.

As soon as he yelled, Isera immediately had nothing to say.

"Stupid woman! Immediately disconnect the soul connection with the Emerald Dream. Otherwise, I don't know whether the Emerald Dream can be rescued. You must be helpless."

"Ah! But...but..." Isera felt extremely aggrieved. Her brothers and sisters were still fighting in their respective fields.

Alextasa is busy presided over the Void Battlefield.

Nozdom used a small amount of time and space power to invade the demons of the Burning Legion from other timelines. Putting a dog egg, Oh, Gul'dan is already a dereliction of duty in a sense. Nozdom definitely will not allow more demons to come from other timelines.

In the end, the one who can help is Duke, an outsider.

As Isera hesitated, the corrosion continued to spread on her body. The time for conversation was no longer just around her waist, but it was about to spread upward towards her ribs and chest.

"Idiot! Don't you understand yet!? You are not the innate dragon guarding you, you are just an indigenous dragon with intelligence activated. The Titans caught you to work. You just didn't abandon your responsibilities." Duke said, and actually pressed on the rotten belly skin with one hand.

It was not because she was touched, but because she was shocked to find that Duke was actually robbing the control of the Emerald Dream.

Isera suddenly understood everything.

"Duke, what are you doing?" Isera screamed, and in panic, tears burst out even at the corner of her eyes: "No, you can't do this. I know you have a kind heart, but if you really want to corrupt and fall, I'll be enough. Azeroth shouldn't have lost two demigods on one side of justice in one day."

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

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

"Enough!" Duke roared, looking like a rage: "Didn't you find me to save you and the Emerald Dream? I'm here! I have a way! Do what I said, so we don't have to fall and survive. Since you stupid woman, since you have chosen to believe me, then believe it to the end!"

He squirted hard, scolding Iserra for being lost.

"Where is the password? I asked to turn off the connection password." Just like this moment when his mind was lost, Duke had already invaded her spiritual world and screamed.

Subconsciously, Isera answered a dragon word.

Then, this strange and confused nightmare world made an extremely unpleasant scream in a second.

It is impossible to describe what kind of creature's call, but it only feels like some kind of carnivorous and violent creature. When the prey is about to be obtained, it fails.

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

The connection with dreams was cut off, the control of the entire giant dream space was lost, and the high-speed expansion of corrosion was avoided, but the corroded areas would not be reduced.

The stains on Isera's abdomen were still spreading at a relatively fast speed.

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

It was a small piece of corrosion, and Isera subconsciously determined that she had caused Duke to be helpless.

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

At this moment, she longed for the pain in her body to transcend the shame and hatred in her heart.

If she falls, she will be enough and will harm others.

Rarely, she burst into tears.

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

Duke gently raised Isera's pointed chin, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands, and smiled and said, "I should be sorry for the person I should be. I should share one of my secrets with you earlier. OK! Now is the time to witness the miracle."

In Isera's astonished gaze, Duke's right hand became even more illusory, and it turned into a complete spiritual body after a few seconds. Then Duke slowly extended his right hand into Isera's abdomen, and as if he was pulling a piece of gauze, he saw large pieces of spiritual corrosion. He was pulled by Duke and transitioned from Isera's abdomen to Duke's hand.

The tearing pain from the depths of the soul certainly made Isera bend down in pain, but the continuous corrosion pain that was thousands of times more painful than the nerve sting was significantly reduced.

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

While moved, I was more worried.

I am familiar with Duke, but I am definitely not the kind of relationship that can be entrusted to life.

An ally can do this for himself, which makes Iserra's long-sealed heart look strange.

How long has it been?

Maybe it's about ten seconds, or how many hours or days?

In the strange world that has lost the concept of time and has become an emerald nightmare, Isera cannot figure it out at all. She only knows that her heart is placed in front of her. She is the great man who is a god of mortals.

Duke did try to purify, and soon he gave up.

Isera soon discovers the difference between Duke.

His soul arm is not like an arm, but rather like the removable ragdoll arm that human children often play with.

Without surgery and no magic, Duke simply twisted a small part of his intact arm skin, and then a large piece of soul arm was removed.
Chapter completed!