Tyrande wanted to say before: I have lived like a druid for thousands of years, what have I not seen before?
Now……
Well, I really haven’t seen it before.
She silently sat down next to McDonald: "This is..."
"I let the sword soul [Taddeus] who resides in my antler sword enter the Emerald Dream. It's just that his spirit and I are connected, and I can fight through him. Because Thaddeus is very familiar with me
His fighting style makes it look like another me has entered."
Macdonald was talking serious nonsense.
What's inside is not Thaddeus at all, it's just the opening opened by the system. Because he is in a different space, the system allows him to perform remote mental projection like a sand sculpture player.
Perhaps it is because McDonald's has become more and more important to this Azeroth, and the system will not issue tasks that require him to take risks unless necessary.
At this point, it's a bit like modern warfare on Earth.
As long as there is a signal, you can ignore the distance and control the drone to defeat the enemy thousands of miles away.
This operation made all the girls in the study wonder.
"Can we do the same?" Queen Xi asked in surprise.
"You must first have a powerful soul who is willing to serve you and can be used as a magical sword soul..." Someone shamelessly raised the request to a level that even a hero could not accept.
As soon as the request came out, okay, all the girls shut up.
How many artifacts have self-awareness and souls?
Even [Ashbringer] doesn’t have a weapon soul!
It’s not like every artifact has a miserable wind elemental lord Austrian trash serving as a power bank.
To follow McDonald's example and to have a strong soul like Thaddeus who is willing to work as a wage earner is definitely a one-in-a-million job!
McDonald pretended to be holding the game controller, and the "McDonald's" in the picture was really moving.
In fact, the two McDonald's saw things in sync.
In order to be more attentive, McDonald had to let his original state enter the "Ah, yes, yes, yes" state, focusing more on the other him in the dream.
Mental switch.
Immediately, I felt that the light and shadow around me were like water, filling my peripheral vision.
On the surface, the MacDonalds are still in Stratholme Palace, and their spirits are already immersed in it.
Most of the dreams in The Emerald Nightmare have changed color, and the surrounding scenery has either become pale, or dyed a sinister green.
"Boom!" With a sound, right in front of McDonald's eyes, a dirty god [imperfect child] was sprayed by the green dragon's acidic breath. His whole body flew backwards on the spot. After landing, his whole body exploded.
A bunch of large mushrooms with strange colors, like mold, grew out of the corpse in a second.
Just standing in this space, McDonald felt vaguely like he was being weakened.
Probably this is the debuff given by the green dragon.
McDonald didn't bother to think deeply, and immediately let a large amount of cold wind elements spread out from his body. A small tornado surrounded him, and small electric snakes as thick as chopsticks flashed around him from time to time.
The huge body of the green dragon Emeris passed through the dark green mist and began to rush not far from McDonald's side.
Surrounding him are no longer the awesome heroes of the alliance, but lively players.
Due to Star Soul's damn power limit being locked, McDonald hasn't tried playing a dungeon with a group of players for a long time.
Nowadays, Mr. Mai, who claims to "operate" himself in the third person, has rarely set a flag for his clone. Once his clone burps, a capital word "Cook" will be displayed on the magic mirror immediately!
Men, you should be tougher on yourself!
McDonald didn't know it yet, but the girls next to him looked at his handle in surprise. As smart as they were, of course they understood that up, down, left, and right corresponded to the forward, backward, left, and right movements of the characters inside, but where did the other complicated operations come from?
Well, this operation is just like the pilots in the Gundam animations that Mai Dog Thief watched in his early years. They can control such a large mecha to make various complex hand movements with two waist poles. It reveals everything inside and out.
Unscientific taste!
But, in a fantasy world, you don’t need to pay so much attention.
Seeing McDonald nervously pressing the buttons, the girls vaguely guessed that McDonald didn't have much energy to project into the dream world opposite, and they were more or less relieved.
In the dream, the boss battle has begun!
[Brother Guang without a hint] raised his voice and roared with the momentum of [Bold Roar]: "I am MT, and I want to pull the boss!"
In an instant, several continuous recovery spells were thrown at him, [Healing], [Rejuvenation]...
This means the treatment is in place and focused.
[Brother Guang] This time he was a paladin, and a flying shield of holy light directly smashed into Emeris's dragon face.
Hitting the dragon is not a slap in the face. Once it is slapped in the face, it is truly [ridicule]!
In order to increase his momentum, [Brother Guang] even shouted: "Yo! Grandson!"
To be honest, he is just a certain animated MT guy in OS. He never thought that he would succeed. He was not a warrior in the first place.
Unexpectedly, Emeris, who was corrupted by the nightmare, actually retained some sanity.
"I'm female!"
The huge dragon roar made the players collectively look like black question marks.
Wipe it! Is there still such an operation?
No matter what, the hatred is stable.
To be honest, when playing a boss in the real world of Azeroth, it would be a little disappointing to find that the skills of the boss are the same as those in the game.
Of course, cheating is fun for a while, and cheating is always fun.
Even if it hurts and hurts, who wouldn’t want to be a disciple of Fengling Yueying Sect?
The sand sculpture players entered the state in one second, keenly forcing the gap between the dragon's head and the dragon's tail, and furiously outputting towards the dragon's belly.
For a moment, the dragon scales flew up, a bit unrealistic, and green dragon blood splashed out like mung bean milk.
He was slightly surprised that McDonald didn't leave the game directly.
If this was not the Emerald Nightmare, but the real Ai Xing, the player would probably not be able to hit Emeriss. Even if they were hit, the damage would probably be greatly reduced, from knife to flesh, to scraping on orders.
The situation in front of him was a little different from what McDonald thought. The attack power was obviously enough.
"Huh?" McDonald tilted his head.
[Sky of the Wingers] came over and said, "Perhaps the dream world can allow us to use stronger power."
"Then what do you want me to do?"
"It's just a town. If we can really handle it, we don't need you, boss."
All the idiots shouted in unison: "Boss, just go and count the ants!"
"..."
It can't be said that the idiots are not careful. After the Emerald Dream turns into a nightmare, sometimes it will suddenly merge the two dreams into one, and twice as many satyrs will come out without any reason.
McDonald shrugged. He had no interest in robbing sandbox players of their rare entertainment. Fighting a dungeon was completely different from defeating a unique person in the world. The feeling and sense of accomplishment were completely different.
