Azeroth Monster Manual

Aluneth floated in mid-air, lightly shaking its staff, ‘watching’ the elven boy in the distance with an air of importance. ♦ ♦     ♦ ♦

A purple-blue hue washed over Ayr’s face, indicating that his arcane energy was filling to the point of overflowing.

“Long ears, are you alright?” Aluneth’s ethereal voice echoed in the boy’s mind.

“I - have - never - felt - so - good!”

“Drink!”

A furious roar, laced with intense sonic waves, shot towards the sky.

Not far from the boy, a lush tree, towering over ten meters tall, was crushed as if run over by a speeding truck, its thick trunk cracking like hot oil splattering into water.

When the smoke was dispersed by the surging airflow, the ancient tree, severed at its waist, was revealed, and pieces of shattered wood fell from the sky, forming a spectacular ‘wood rain’.

[Arcane energy detected]

[Warning! Energy is excessively high]

[Warning! Energy overload… ]

Ayr clutched his head in pain, his delicate face covered in purple-blue bruises, the arcane energy rampaging through his body, as if roaring at him:

‘Get lost, mortal, your weak body is not worthy of stealing the authority of the arcane.’

He was hunched over like a shrimp, squatting on the damp soil with his legs slightly curled, his fingers digging fiercely into the ground.

His snow-white teeth bit down hard on his lower lip until blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. Purplish-black blood trickled down his slender fingers and onto the ground, dripping onto the already reddened earth.

His face was twisted with a fierce, resolute air, yet he also gave off a pitiful feeling of fragility, like a willow in the wind.

In games, the most direct manifestation of the Intelligence stat is to increase the mana and spell critical strike chance of the character controlled by the player.

But in the real world of Azeroth, the stat on the panel became a massive amount of arcane energy and the mysterious development of the brain.

Ayr had always understood what kind of being the Dark Titan Sargeras was, even if it was only 10% of his intelligence in a body.

But he still underestimated the power of this legion lord and overestimated his own limits.

The chaotic arcane energy wildly tore at his body, and his blood-dripping hands covered his violently glowing blue forehead as he desperately roared.

At this moment, Ayr was like a drowning fish, a bird with a fear of heights, struggling desperately but to no avail.

“Need some help, kid?” Aluneth’s voice was tinged with greed. As an elemental lord, how could it not be tempted by such a massive amount of arcane energy?

“Absolutely - not!”

As if drained of his strength, the boy’s voice became weak, but his firm will supported him to continue.

“Ignorant long ears, you will be burst apart, and I can end it all. All you need to pay is just a trivial amount of arcane energy…”

Aluneth’s voice was deep and magnetic, as if sincerely considering the boy in front of him.

“Shameless thief, cowardly and despicable arcane prisoner, don’t even think about taking a trace of energy from me.”

“Fool, damned scrooge, incompetent miser, fine, fine, I curse you, curse you to drown in your own blood, your corpse will burn fiercely under the erosion of arcane energy, and I will witness it all…”

Ayr continued to grit his teeth and persevere. He ignored Aluneth, who was revealing its true nature in the distance. Without the user’s control, it was nothing.

He had long understood that this unruly legendary staff had a vile nature. Acting entirely on its own whims, it had no sense of good or evil, no compassion, and no emotion.

All of its subjective initiative lies in ‘following its heart and acting as it pleases.’ Never evaluate or measure it with the values of intelligent creatures. It might be more agreeable to simply use it as a noisy, powerful weapon.

“This is impossible!”

Aluneth’s sharp voice echoed in the boy’s mind, the shock and fear in its tone were obvious.

The surging arcane fluctuations around him had long disappeared, and mysterious violet runes were engraved on his forehead.

As time passed, they slowly dissipated, and the chapped wounds on his fingers had healed at some point, leaving only a few dry bloodstains on his smooth face, indicating the ordeal the boy had just endured.

[The Fallen Titan Sargeras (Pseudo) 10% Intelligence] has been consumed

…

[Your brain development has reached 40%]

[You have gained a new skill - Psychokinesis]

[You have gained a new skill - Mystic Eyes of Death Perception]

Ayr opened his eyes and looked around, feeling the newly acquired power.

Active thoughts, a brighter world, all proved that his brain growth had reached an astonishing level, and even those obscure and difficult knowledge from before had been solved easily.

‘Psychokinesis doesn’t seem to have much use at the moment. The Hand of the Mage can do the same things that Psychokinesis can do.

But if the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception are the same as the skills of that person in my memory, it will be interesting.’

Ayr stood up and stopped his thoughts, turning around to face Aluneth.

“Who wanted to steal this grandpa’s arcane energy just now?”

Ayr slowly raised his head, his emerald eyes had already turned crystalline blue, and faint purple glows occasionally flickered in the depths of his pupils. Combined with the boy’s delicate face, as smooth as congealed fat and as radiant as dawn, he possessed an astonishing charm.

“I… you… how… how could this be?”

Aluneth’s voice was filled with panic and fear, and its slightly trembling staff expressed its feelings. It retreated rapidly, and in a moment, it turned into a pink stream of light and flew into the distance.

“I’ll let you run 49 meters first, this old man’s blade is already thirsting for blood.”

Ayr looked at the legendary staff, which was about to turn into a small dot in the distance, and was not in a hurry. He smiled contemptuously, reached out his palm and made a grasping gesture, and the pink dot in the distance gradually grew larger. In an instant, as if time had reversed, Aluneth flew back along its original trajectory and was tightly held in Ayr’s palm.

“You can’t control me! Damn fleshly creature, the great Aluneth is free!”

Aluneth’s staff trembled violently, trying to break free from Ayr’s control, but its cracking tone exposed its frightened heart.

“Tattoos? Gangster? Which sissy designed these fancy runes?”

At this time, Ayr had not yet noticed the changes in his appearance. His delicate and handsome face, coupled with the unique voice of a boy in puberty, made him androgynous, and the word ‘sissy’ felt deeply incongruous when spoken from his mouth.

“Let me go, you Zandalari troll freak, night elf hybrid, I curse you…”

Ayr ignored the legendary staff, which was fierce in appearance but faint of heart. His purple-blue pupils suddenly bloomed with purple light, not [Hyperthymesia] but another incredible skill.

The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception came from Ryougi Shiki of Ayr’s previous life’s [Kara no Kyoukai] series. In this anime, this superpower can be said to be a BUG.

Every creature has weaknesses when it is born, and the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception can directly see the weaknesses of things. In the process of fighting, one can see through the opponent’s weaknesses at a glance, and defeat the opponent with one move.

Why is this ability a BUG-like existence? Because the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception can not only see living things and inorganic matter, but also see the weaknesses of non-humans, which means that gods can also be killed, which is a heaven-defying ability.

[Mystic Eyes of Death Perception] activated

Substantial gaze stared at Aluneth, and after a while, Ayr smiled.

“Found it.”

He casually cast an elemental cage to firmly bind Aluneth in mid-air, and the boy stood in place and began to cast spells.

[Energy Rune Array] released!

[Arcane Empowerment] released!

[Icy Veins] released

[Skull of Gul'dan] activated! {Aegwynn Edition}

Ayr: Thanks again to Aegwynn, old iron, for sending the skull, I wish you a happy afterlife.

Dark blue arcane lightning wrapped around the boy, and a cold, piercing bright blue light mixed in. This was not the end. A bright white energy rune array gradually appeared under the elf’s feet. The strongest stand-and-fight combo - complete!

[Arcane Blast] X1, arcane energy exploded out of thin air on the third gem at the top of Aluneth’s staff.

“You damned beast!” Aluneth cursed frantically.

[Arcane Blast] X2

“I won’t let you go, long ears…”

[Arcane Blast] X3

“Let me go! My knowledge, my power, including myself, are all yours…”

Aluneth’s voice became weak, without the arrogance and tyranny of just now, only fear and panic remained.

Maximum power [Arcane Blast] X4

“Spare… spare me.”

Aluneth began to beg, its weak voice gradually becoming smaller until it disappeared.

The dim and humid forest was completely lit up by the light of arcane energy. The terrifying attribute of stacking 100% damage with each cast made the last [Arcane Blast] particularly deadly.

In addition, with the blessing of [Arcane Empowerment], which increased spell damage by 50%, and [Energy Rune Array], which increased spell damage by 40%, quantitative change caused qualitative change, and Aluneth was completely finished.

The purple light in Ayr’s eyes disappeared, and he walked to the ‘dead’ Aluneth and breathed a sigh of relief.

The staff handle was held in his hand, and this legendary staff began to change. The three teardrop-shaped gems floating on the staff head gradually disappeared, replaced by a ‘mountain’-shaped outline flashing with arcane lightning.

In the topmost groove, the blue arcane energy turned into a gem-like appearance and floated in the air, and even the flirtatious pink-purple runes on the entire staff turned into simple and atmospheric blue lines.

[Congratulations, you have obtained - Guardian of Freedom]

The system sound sounded in due course, waking the pensive boy. Stroking his smooth chin, Ayr seemed thoughtful.

“I thought that with the death of Aluneth’s main body, this staff would also lose its power, but I didn’t expect there to be such a pleasant surprise. The legendary artifact chooses its master and changes its form?

Sure enough, a tool is just a tool. Even if a weapon is perfect, when it has consciousness, its meaning to the master has an indelible negative effect. For the master who uses it, it will only be a tragedy…”