Stormwind God

Among the old friends, there were their own roommates, classmates and classmates from the next class, as well as social people who often came to Internet cafes, watching the illusions burned in their appearance.

Duke has only one feeling:

I'm worried, old iron!

Duke was so upset that he was about to cry.

However, this is mental attack. You die, there is only one mental attack that can become a winner!

Normally, it is difficult for any intelligent creature with normal mind to control its spirit. In the shortest time, there are only two ways to control a highly intelligent and combative creature with the simplest violence: to rebuild its mind and kill its wisdom.

Mentally handicapped is well understood. If the average IQ of 90 people drops to 5 points, that is success. Whether by slowing down their thinking response or weakening their way of thinking. However, such a means often also puts the creature's fighting ability.

Without thinking, humans are similar to mentally disabled zombies.

Yogsalon's choice is another, more troublesome, method of hitting the mind.

This is not traceless.

Before Duke entered Ulduar, he carefully recalled the method of Yugsalon. It came to a conclusion that Yoggsalon was a super-player of dissociative amnesia.

"Dissociative amnesia" is a memory disorder characterized by sudden retrograde memory. The disease is caused by great stress or trauma, such as witnessing the death of a loved one. The patient has forgotten the painful experience, as if this memory never happened, living in a lie of self-deception.

It's like Torim, obviously in the battle with Loken in history, Torim took great hatred and shouldered heavy responsibilities. As soon as he turned his head, he was brainwashed into a slave by Yugsaron. That's the trick.

The spiritual world is the most complicated thing, and if all brainwashed, it will become an idiot. Yugsaron's way is to retain the victim's considerable cognition, leave the memories he cherishes most, and then modify other aspects.

After a while, slowly perfecting his cognition and memory, he became a brain residual like Loken.

Duke has thought hard about any weak points in his mind, and has the opportunity to cause severe psychological trauma. He summed it up for a long time, and finally summed it up: that is the gains and losses.

With what he has achieved today, and his harem that is now perfectly harmonious, he is reluctant to give up. If there is anything that scares him the most, it is estimated that he has lost all that he has in Azeroth.

Therefore, Yuge Saron spent the power of nine tigers and two tigers, bypassed the protection of the system elves by undetectable means, and peeked at Duke's memory fragments. What kind of attack can be expected.

Duke set himself a trigger-like trap.

If you remember your memories of the Earth's dynasty, start the system wizard's prompts yourself.

This move saved Duke.

"Ha ha ha ha!" A Guang became a flame skeleton in the flames.

Duke turned around in a hurry, and if faced by this crazy skeleton, he would lose his mind every second.

Would like to light a cigarette, but unfortunately, Duke does not smoke.

After thinking about it, Duke added a crystal glass cup made of frost elements, which contained all the psychedelic liquid arcane energy.

"Since it's a dream, you can't even open your storage space, so be it ..." Duke showed a strange expression that he didn't know whether it was a smile or a bitter smile, raised the cup in his hand, and let Arcane Liquid Drops dumped on the ground.

The "World of Warcraft" was so beautiful.

For it, someone went over the wall to the Internet cafe in the middle of the night.

For it, someone worked part-time as a writer for two hours a day, and then worked for 12 hours in Warcraft.

For it, someone at night in the factory at three in the middle of the night shifted into the dark and turned on the computer, just for Duke, the president of the guild, to call him, ‘Hey! xx, online fight ’.

Everyone has played in it, played, celebrated, and heartbroken.

In the world of Azeroth for more than two decades, that memory is a very distant history.

That was the end of an era.

But for Duke the Passer, that was the beginning of an era.

Looking at the ‘Arcane Liquor’ splashing in the air, Duke murmured to himself: “Salute to our lost youth!”

Correct!

Duke will miss, but he will not fall in love.

From the first day of his journey, there has been a battle, let alone the whole world, that even he himself thinks is likely to win.

Faced with powerful enemies like the stars in the sky, hesitated, doubted, and even flinched, but since I have never given up the ‘simple’ ideal that I want to mix better, the only thing I can do

Win the final victory and cast a legend that belongs to me alone.

...

With Duke's nightmare-like self-talk, the dream in front of her almost changed in response.

The wall of the Internet cafe disappeared silently.

A huge, jellyfish-like thing floating in mid-air was exposed.

That thing coincided with something in Duke's memory.

That's right, it's the brain of Jugsalon, the ability to control dreams. In a sense, it is also one of Ysera's most powerful enemies.

When Duke stepped into this Temple of Mind for the first time, he was slightly surprised, almost in no particular order, and the remaining walls of the Temple of Mind disappeared silently and within a few seconds, exposing behind the wall. The presence.

The first one to come out was Sylvanas. As a blood elven queen, she was excellent. Facing the questioning eyes cast by Duke, she raised her chin proudly: "Anastrian's nightmare seems to be It's not wrong to want to prove my weakness and betrayal with aging. Huh! I'm not afraid of old! Even if I am too old to pull the bowstrings, I will still use my body to defend my fellow men, even if I die on the charge!

Duke was a little dumb, and then relieved: never bow to fate, sure enough, this is the Sylvanas Windrunner I love.

Tirion appeared the second time, and he shook his head: "I met Arthas, and in that dream, he seemed to defend his uncle's behavior. Unfortunately, I didn't listen. The best kind orc I've ever seen, also The dirtiest human being I have ever seen. Justice cannot be blasphemed, justice cannot be trampled, and justice has no distinction between race and borders. Nightmare has nightmare truth, and I have my justice. "

As the Five Saints of Silver, Tirion's conviction is second only to Uther. For him, Duke had nothing to worry about.

Vasqi appeared in the form of a human face Naga, and she smiled bitterly: "I met Queen Azshara, she seems to want to be my master. But it has been too long for 10,000 years. I only hate her ... and the light of redemption in my heart made me wake up. "