Azeroth Monster Manual

Time flowed slowly, and more than an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

“Huff… Huff…”

Salorian gasped for breath, his hands on his knees, unable to recover for a long while.

Looking at the young man, only his forehead was sweating, his abundant stamina made him look much better than Salorian, this legendary warrior.

After a moment, after the young man waited for Salorian to recover almost completely, he raised the fourth long sword that had been broken in his hand. It was no exaggeration to say that if Salorian had not had the advantage of a legendary weapon, then Aier could have easily exhausted this powerful warrior to death.

“No… I'm not fighting anymore, you little monster!”

Salorian gasped for breath, waving his hand with lingering fear. Although he didn't use those powerful skills unique to warriors, didn't the young man opposite him not use his magic either?

“You won, Aier, I am proud of your achievements today.”

Salorian had no frustration or anger after the defeat. Instead, he patted the young man's shoulder with excitement and joy.

“Don’t forget who taught me swordsmanship.”

“Haha, when did you become so good at talking, kid? By the way, let me ask you something.”

“Speak, I'm listening.”

“Are you interested in changing your job to become a warrior? I believe that if you become a warrior, Azeroth will have one of the most powerful warriors, and the Quel'Serrar in my hand can also be given to you.”

“You should say this to my grandfather, I think he would be happy to entertain you.”

“Haha… haha, I'm just kidding. Forget about the Speaker's words, if he knew that I taught his most beloved grandson to become a warrior, I think he would really kill me.”

… …

The two completely lost the tension from just now, laughing and joking as they returned to the audience seats.

Wherever Aier passed, the soldiers and high-ranking officials all looked at him with strange eyes, and even Belovar's expression towards him was hard to describe.

Anasterian looked complicated, and his hesitant appearance made the young man very curious.

“Your Majesty, do you want to say something to me?”

“Aier…”

“I'm listening, Your Majesty.”

“Have you ever considered becoming a Spellbreaker?”

“Your Majesty, no, the inheritance of Spellbreakers, we only have…”

Before Anasterian could finish speaking, Belovar stood up anxiously.

“Easy now.”

The Sun King just said it lightly, and then went towards the Sunwell Plateau. Although everyone was puzzled, they could only follow slowly.

… …

Sunwell, Sun Sanctum.

At Anasterian's insistence, everyone returned here again.

Aier looked at the slightly dimmed Sunwell water below the platform and couldn't help but sigh.

“Crack”

A crisp sound attracted the young man's attention.

The originally flat ground slowly sank down, and after a while, a huge square groove appeared in front of everyone.

“This is…”

Belovar walked to the groove with some doubts.

The things in the groove slowly floated in the air, and everyone finally saw what they were.

An ordinary yellowed notebook, a strange weapon shining with clear light, and a heavy shield like a wall.

“This is for you.”

Anasterian threw the notebook to the young man.

Aier took the old notebook and couldn't wait to flip through it.

“This is the inheritance of the Spellbreakers. The last few pages of the notes contain some research and speculation by the late King Dath'Remar on the High Elf Spellblades ten thousand years ago. I think this knowledge may be helpful to you.”

As the Sun King spoke, he stroked the two weapons floating in the air, shining with magical light, with a hint of reluctance on his face.

“This is the Phoenix Edge and the Shattered Bulwark. Although these two weapons are only of epic quality, they have been soaked in the Sunwell water for many years. In terms of toughness and sharpness, they are no less than ordinary legendary weapons…”

Anasterian reluctantly handed the weapons in his hand to the young man and let out a sigh.

Aier carefully looked at the Phoenix Edge in his hand. This was a beautiful and strange-shaped weapon.

The straight hilt made of some kind of metal was three meters long. Even if the young man was tall, this Phoenix Edge was like a spear in his hand.

There were two 'sword blades' with sharp arcs at both ends of the hilt. The positions of these two 'sword blades' were opposite. The entire Phoenix Edge had no traces of assembly or piecing together, especially the connection between the 'sword blades' at both ends of the long handle was like a whole.

The young man raised the Phoenix Edge in his hand and couldn't wait to try the newly acquired [Blade Storm] on the spot.

Putting down the Phoenix Edge, Aier raised the Shattered Bulwark floating in the air again.

The overall color of gold and red was very Quel'Dorei style. Two light golden lines like a cross divided the entire shield into four small blocks. The lower part of the shield was different from traditional shields. Traditional tower shields were as huge and thick as doors, but they also had the singularity of shields.

The Shattered Bulwark was different. In the middle of the shield, the lines gradually shifted downwards, forming a sharp inverted triangle. The young man firmly believed that in battle, if an enemy was not careful, they would be cut in two by the sharp lower half of the Shattered Bulwark.

‘It can attack and defend, a good design.’

Aier muttered to himself.

The upper part of the shield protruded with a golden horn, and a huge wave of emerald was embedded under the horn, flashing with a strange light.

The entire shield revealed a majestic atmosphere, with a hint of charm and beauty. These two originally unrelated attributes combined together actually burst out a dazzling light, which made the young man have to sigh that the artistic attainments of Quel'Dorei were simply unparalleled.

“Aier. Salona, I hope that one day these two weapons will become true legends because of you.”

The Sun King said with a double meaning.

“My pleasure, Your Majesty”

The young man put one hand on his chest and said gratefully.

“Today is the day you are promoted to Archmage. A grand banquet should have been held for you, but I know that the day after tomorrow is the day of your duel with Antonidas, so you should calm down and study this notebook of Dath'Remar. I believe this will help you in the duel two days later.”

“Don't worry, Your Majesty, I am determined to win this battle!”

The young man showed a smile and said confidently.

… …

That night, after Aier sent away the chamberlain Irene who recommended herself to his bed, he finally had time to carefully study the Dath'Remar notes that the Sun King gave him.

“In the long battle with the Amani, I discovered an interesting thing. The spells used by those powerful shaman priests and voodoo priests are no different from the spells we use. Although those strange spells are not comparable to the great arcane arts, I still found that the frequency and form of those voodoo and elemental releases are essentially the same. If we can train a group of warriors immune to magic, those troll casters will be of no use.”

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ps: The protagonist's panel attributes have been updated again. This is also a last resort. I hope you guys won't say that I'm padding the word count.

In addition, I worked overtime and caught a cold. I came back at 8 o'clock and coded in a daze. It took me nearly 4 hours to code 4,000 words. For the sake of readability, let's just leave it at that for today. I'll rest tomorrow and update more.