Azeroth Monster Manual

“I'll risk it!”

Eyre clenched his teeth, roaring furiously in his heart.

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[Detected that the host has not yet drawn the reward for the previous public lesson]

[The system will draw a random skill or 10% random attribute from all attending target characters] x18 (Please click to confirm)

“Confirm!”

The boy roared.

[Number of draws: 18 people]

[Drawing too many people, please wait...]

[Drawing too many people, please wait...]

...

Although the boy's mental attributes were now vastly different from what they once were, this could not change the passage of time. His mental power gradually dried up, and his hypermnesia gradually disappeared.

Eyre glared, staring unblinkingly at the system prompt: [Please wait...]

Just then, the system began to frantically refresh the screen, and text prompts appeared before Eyre's eyes, one after another.

[Congratulations, you have obtained 10% Strength from Terenas Menethil]

[Congratulations, you have obtained 10% Agility from Antonidas]

[Congratulations, you have obtained 10% Spirit from Belo'vir]

[Congratulations, you have obtained the passive skill: Miser] (From Antonidas)

[Congratulations, you have obtained the skill: Silver Tongue (Advanced)] (From xxxx)

...

“Buzz!”

Without time to care about what attributes and skills he had obtained, a violent roar rang out within Eyre's body. The boy only felt a surging energy gushing out like a flood, instantly washing away the crystallized waist and restoring it to its original flesh and blood state.

And the various attributes within his body also sharply increased by a large margin.

But the good times didn't last long. After only a few seconds, his lower body, which had just recovered its flesh and blood, was instantly crystallized, and the speed of crystallization not only didn't decrease but continued to spread upwards.

“Not enough!”

The boy gritted his teeth.

“Continue to draw!”

[Number of draws: 18 people]

[Drawing too many people, please wait...]

[Drawing too many people, please wait...]

‘Damn it, is this system using a Subor server?’

Eyre cursed in his heart, and at this time, the crystallized part had reached his chest.

Just when he was about to despair, the system's prompt sound finally arrived late.

[Congratulations, you have obtained...]

...

...

After a long time, relying on the energy he had just obtained from the lottery, the boy swam up towards the surface of the well for a while, but this energy was not enough to offset the speed of crystallization. Eyre had no choice but to stop moving and chose to continue drawing.

It wasn't that he didn't want to use teleportation magic to leave this place, but if he used magic in the Sunwell, it would inevitably cause a chain reaction and a violent explosion. The explosion of the Sunwell would be an unprecedentedly terrifying disaster. Not only would Eyre die without a whole corpse, but even the entire Quel'Danas Island would be instantly destroyed.

...

Belo'vir slowly woke up, looking around in confusion.

After a moment, as if suddenly thinking of something, the Archmage's expression gradually became fearful. Just as he was about to chant a spell, he was interrupted by a voice.

“Un... unbelievable... What exactly is going on?”

Belo'vir looked up and found that Anasterian and Sylvanas were standing at the edge of the platform, looking at the Sunwell below with disbelief.

The Archmage struggled to get up and quickly came to the edge of the platform, anxiously looking down. The scene below made him as dazed as the two people beside him.

The originally golden well water seemed to have become a bit lighter. The calm Sunwell was like a pot that had been boiled, boiling abnormally.

The boy's blurry figure appeared at the bottom of the well. One could vaguely see his body. His originally jade-white upper body had turned into a whole piece of golden crystal, leaving only his neck and head relatively normal. The boy was like a perfect sculpture, presented in front of everyone.

Just as Belo'vir was preparing to teleport down to start the rescue, a magical scene happened. A surging energy burst out from the boy's body. Even in the radiation range of the Sunwell, Belo'vir could clearly feel the power of that energy.

The light blue energy shot straight into the sky, and the boy's crystallized upper body gradually melted, turning into its original skin color.

Before the Archmage could breathe a sigh of relief, the boy's skin, which had just recovered its flesh and blood, began to crystallize again.

...

Again and again, until the tenth time.

Thus, the originally tense scene became comical under the boy's ‘performance’.

“Your Majesty, it's getting late, are you providing lunch today?”

The Archmage took out several folding chairs and low tables from somewhere, and sat with Anasterian and Sylvanas at the edge of the platform.

“The wealth that the Saronas family has squeezed out over the years is almost comparable to Quel'Thalas's tax revenue for ten years. How can you, old thing, have the nerve to freeload here?”

The Sun King sipped the tea in his cup, looking calm and composed.

Looking at Belo'vir again, his expression was actually no different from Anasterian's. The two of them were like tourists on a spring outing, completely without the tension and fear they had just had.

Only Sylvanas looked down from time to time, observing the changes on the boy's body.

“Your Majesty, Councillor Eyre, he...”

The group of mages behind him seemed to have noticed something. They didn't care about the life or death of that boy, but the Sunwell below the platform was visibly dimming, which had already involved the fundamental interests of the country, so they couldn't help but pay attention to it.

“Ahem, regarding this matter, I'll say a few simple words. In short, this matter is now in this situation. As for the specifics, you can all see it. Maybe you don't understand it very well, but the meaning is that meaning, and the situation is that situation...”

The group stared dumbfounded at the Sun King's endless stream of words, not knowing what to say for a moment.

“What? Do you still have questions?”

Anasterian asked seemingly casually.

“But, Your Majesty, the energy of the Sunwell is almost...”

Little master, there are more chapters behind this chapter ^ . ^,

“The interests involved here are too great. It won't do you any good to say it. Just pretend you don't know. All I can say is that the water here is very deep, and you can't handle it...”

Everyone: It seems like His Majesty said something, but it also seems like he didn't say anything?

Anasterian: So this is what it feels like to be a Know-It-All.

...

‘Although it's on the magic network node, the consumption of the Sunwell this time probably won't recover in a short time. What the hell is that brat doing? Your Saronas family owes a big favor this time!’

Just as Anasterian was secretly regretting and thinking about the gains and losses of this matter, the boiling Sunwell suddenly calmed down.

The people who had been chatting leisurely suddenly became nervous and all came to the edge of the platform, looking down.

...

“Bang!”

Eyre shot out of the clear well water like a cannonball. He stretched out a flawless white palm, looking fascinated at the lines on his palm, or fascinated by the power he had just obtained. The boy's naked body shone with dazzling light under the golden light.

Several female mages tightened their legs while wiping the saliva from their mouths. They were all flushed and their eyes were filled with desire, staring unblinkingly at the boy's perfect body that was like a work of art.

“Hey! You brat, do you want to streak like that?”

Belo'vir wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and shouted loudly with a complex emotion that was both happy and angry.

Eyre shuddered, only then feeling the coldness between his legs.

“Here, take this!”

Anasterian smiled and took out a golden-red robe from his spatial backpack, throwing it to the boy in the air.

[Sunfire Robe]: Epic Quality

Eyre looked at the robe in his hand with a complex expression, blankly not knowing what to think.

He was familiar with this robe, both in this life and the previous one.

The attributes of the Sunfire Robe were excellent, but that wasn't the point. The point was that this robe was also a symbol of identity and strength. Only the Archmages of Quel'Thalas were qualified to wear this robe.

He had seen it on his grandfather Belo'vir, and also on Prince Kael'thas and Rommath, but he never thought that one day he would also have the qualification to wear it.

...

It has to be said that clothes make the man. The boy, who already had outstanding looks, became even more dazzling after putting on the outfit given by the Sun King.

The arcane purity helmet, like the Sunwell, emitted a gleaming golden light, paired with the knowledge-seeker's shoulderpads, which had the same color but occasionally flashed with green ribbons.

The golden-red Sunfire Robe and Sunfire Gloves fit the boy perfectly, and the joints were dotted with emerald green radiant sea wave jades, which could better improve the spell critical strike attribute of its owner.

And in the very center of the robe was embedded a huge, dazzling crimson spike stone. Such a bright combination did not appear gaudy or abrupt at all. When worn on the boy's body, it highlighted his nobility and atmosphere.

...

The group came to the outermost edge of the Sunwell - Sunsail Anchorage. This was a natural harbor, but not a harbor for trade with humans.

Although the High Elves' naval combat capabilities were not strong, the Sun King still stationed two full regiments of the Sunfury Legion here to prevent unknown enemies from attacking Quel'Danas Island from the sea.

Eyre guessed that the Sun King's target of defense was very likely the sea overlord, Kul Tiras.

“Come on, let me see what kind of seventh-circle spell our Archmage has engraved.”

As everyone knows, an important sign of promotion to Archmage is engraving a seventh-circle forbidden spell. Anasterian smiled and gestured that Eyre could begin his performance. He was now full of curiosity. After absorbing so much powerful arcane energy from the Sunwell, what kind of strength did this boy now possess?

Several mages, at the Sun King's signal, cast a spell together, and in a short while, they created a huge purple barrier on the sea surface of Sunsail Anchorage.

Eyre shrugged and flew straight into the huge purple barrier on the sea surface.

The group watched the boy in the barrier with ease, hoping that he could open the eyes of these veteran mages and release a powerful magic.

“Arcane Torrent!”

The boy roared, and with a huge explosion, the entire pale purple barrier melted instantly like ice thawing.

In an instant, the world changed color.