Stratholme God

   Chapter 411 Sand sculpture player? No, it's a dream weaver!

   The scene in front of him was rapidly becoming blurred, and countless green oil paints occupied McDonald's entire spiritual sea like crazy vines.

   MacDonald expressed strong discomfort and protest for this suspected forcible greening.

   No real man is willing to go green all the way to his head.

   in every sense.

She must have felt McDonald's strong resistance. Ysera did not forcefully inject her own spirit, nor did she even maintain a huge dragon form in the spiritual world. Instead, she appeared in McDonald's in the form of a green-haired beauty like the girl next door. in front of Ken.

   "Sorry, the situation is urgent, I didn't notice your reaction for a while."

   The dignified Green Dragon Queen apologized, which made McDonald's heart much more comfortable.

   "Please tell me something. [Book of Medivh] was stolen?"

   "[Book of Medivh] was just spied on!"

"That is not bad…"

"No, it's not good at all!" Ysera, who looked delicate and even a little soft, said seriously: "It's the power of the devil! That guy left a soul letter on the [Book of Medivh] that I can't clear. It can guide the undead beings sensitive to soul energy and sense it across space. You are right, the main messenger behind the Scourge is the great demon of the Burning Legion!"

"and then?"

   "The Emerald Dream, no, recently there has been a terrifying corruption in the depths of the dream. My Green Dragon Legion has done its best to suppress the spread of the corruption. It is likely that there is no spare force to protect the [Book of Medivh]..."

Before Ysera could finish speaking, she was killed by a chess move by McDonald: "Then, Your Majesty the Great Guardian Dragon King, knowing that the other party is a great demon trying to invade Azeroth, you have to give up what the Titans have given you. Responsibilities?"

   Historically, Dalaran was given up by Archimonde because of the possession of Medivh's scumbag books.

In terms of    order, of course, the book was snatched first, and then Archimonde came.

   As long as you can hold on to it, it will be fine.

The problem is, since Archimonde has the ability to lock the position of [Book of Medivh] across space, this shows that when Sargeras was possessed by Medivh, he had already done some tricks on the book, or he was still clear. The one that doesn't fall off.

  Standard [inside and outside]!

   This thing was already a pit when Ner'zhul was still alive, and now it is a death knell. Even if McDonald's mind was full of grass, he wouldn't put this thing in Stratholme, and it was the right way to continue to dump the blame on Longmian Temple decisively.

   McDonald's said that, Ysera was choked to death on the spot, and Meimei gave McDonald's a hard look.

   As the king of the bunker, it's a shame to have a thick skin over the city wall, so McDonald's can't see it.

   "Of course the guardian dragon will not give up his responsibilities! However, I hope to get the help of your otherworldly mortals."

   "You mean... Fighting fire with fire?" McDonald's eyes lit up.

   "Fighting poison with poison? It's a good description. That's it." Ysera has long discovered that sand sculpture players have unique abilities in the spiritual realm such as dreams.

   When the druids of the night elves were still carefully doing various studies and small experiments in the Emerald Dream, these sand sculpture players had already weaved nightmares to pit Ner'zhul, creating infinite psychological shadows for Azu.

   An existence that can independently weave a complete dream, and has a very nice title among the green dragons - [Dream Weaver]!

  Weaving dreams is never easy. It requires the other party to fully believe and follow the logic of the woven dream, so that the other party can be led by the nose of the dream weaver.

   This is a very advanced knowledge, which requires dream weavers to have a complete world view, a complete set of logical reasoning, and provide a full range of five senses experience.

   Only such a dream is so real that the dreamer (victim) cannot break free. If he commits murder, he will gradually weaken his spirit and be eliminated in the dream world.

If you reach the level of a dream weaver, you will be eligible to fight in the Emerald Dream, otherwise you will be like most Druids, only qualified to be a tourist in the Emerald Dream. Once the amusement park (dream) collapses, you can only call for help. , can't do anything.

   Even in the Green Dragon Army, there are not many dragons who are qualified to be Dreamweavers.

   But the horror script that the sand sculpture player took out last time scared Ysera.

   This time, even if Ysera is unwilling, she can only try to find foreign aid: "McDonald, I can provide you with 10 giant Jade Dream Spaces for defense..."

  Ysera sent a series of pictures from her dream. McDonald estimated that it could fit into the world of 10 relatively complete horror movies.

   "No problem, my men are confident that they can destroy a huge number of invaders. The last thing I want to ask is, if my men can't handle it, will you end the battle yourself?"

   "If I can spare my hands, I will." Ysera said earnestly.

Since Ysera said this, McDonald's immediately despaired of her: "Then add insurance just in case. I hope you can create an emergency channel when you confirm that the situation is out of control, so that [Medvh] The Book] Discharge the Emerald Dream."

   "Okay, it's just... I can't get it out of the Northern Continent of the Eastern Kingdom Continent."

  Nima, isn't this a pit? I was thinking of throwing it directly into the Wyrmrest Temple in Northrend.

   Expelling the Emerald Dream means that the invaders have the absolute upper hand.

   It is conceivable that Ner'zhul, Lao Taizi and their subordinates, under the persecution of Archimonde, must have rushed over like a hungry dog ​​grabbing shit.

   The old Taizi who grabbed the Sunwell must be an enhanced version.

   In case he thinks that he has to fight the Dragon Sleeping Temple anyway, just tear up the agreement and let the Frost Dragon Legion play airborne, Stratholme can't bear it at all!

   McDonald's added: "Then go to the place I designate!"

   "As long as it's within the Northern Continent, it's fine."

   "Then let's do this first." After discussing some details with Ysera, McDonald quit the dream.

   When he told the sand sculpture players about this, the entire system group boiled.

  【PK137】: "Wow hahaha! Welcome to my nightmare playground, bones!"

  [eva_xy] smiled wickedly: "Terenas! Let's play a game, promise... not to die!"

  【GUNDAM00R】: "The question is, can ghosts be scared to death by ghosts?"

   McDonald ignored the elated discussions of the sand sculpture players, and felt that his consciousness was gradually returning to clarity, and he realized that he was 'awake. ’

   Look!

   Dozens of pairs of eyes with complex emotions such as concern, eccentricity, and tension.

   "Uh, what are you looking at me for?" MacDonald noticed immediately, drooling in embarrassment.

  Forget it, it seems, seems, seems to be holding two beautiful legs...

   When McDonnell, who turned his head, met Liadrin's face that was a mixture of tenderness and anger, he finally knew what he had done before he fell asleep.

   He hugged his thighs, forcing Liadrin to give him lap pillows in front of a bunch of bigwigs.

   That's a lot!

   (end of this chapter)