Azeroth Monster Manual

"No, this is simply a hellish difficulty! I have never been involved in such an arcane field. Perhaps only the Titans possess this knowledge and can decipher the secrets of the Loa…"

"Compared to technology, Hakkar's self-imprisoning behavior seems more like an instinct, a buried trait within the bloodline."

"Using past life experience to study Azeroth's magical beasts might still be feasible, but creatures like the Loa have clearly transcended ordinary magical beasts in the material world, reaching a completely new height… Perhaps they have truly stepped into the realm of gods."

Aier pulled out a clean white towel and wiped the bright red, sticky liquid from his face and neck. Just now, he had infiltrated the transparent membrane and obtained a piece of Hakkar's skin tissue.

The system's prompt was as follows:

【Divinity Flesh】: Flesh and blood of Hakkar's avatar. Although this flesh and blood has not been infused with Loa power, the laws and energy attributes contained within are no different from Hakkar's main body.

Although he didn't fully understand, Aier still noticed some clues from this piece of skin tissue. Compared to Hir'eek and Shadra, Hakkar's damaged avatar was undoubtedly more valuable for research.

As a series of 'glug glug' swallowing sounds arose, Aier came back to his senses, looking at the gradually forming body in the culture pod, he finally made up his mind.

"I can't wait any longer. Now is his weakest moment. While the spiritual will of this avatar has not yet awakened, and the vessel carrying Hakkar's main body has not yet formed, I must make a decision!"

Silently removing the sticky, tattered armor, revealing a streamlined physique, the young man came to the outside of the 'culture pod' barefoot and bare-chested.

Casually pulling out Aluneth, he activated all the special effects of this legendary staff.

Aluneth's staff body flickered with dazzling light. The young man held the staff in one hand, while the other hand was placed on the transparent membrane outside the culture pod.

As soon as the young man's palm was placed on it, the countless black blood vessels connecting to the outside of the culture pod began to swell. Azure magic broke through the barrier of the blood vessel walls and successfully entered these black blood vessels.

Hakkar's main body trembled for a moment, but quickly calmed down.

"Good, it seems arcane energy can be absorbed."

Confirming his guess, Aier smiled particularly brightly, then he stopped smiling and began to chant a spell.

The spell Aier chanted this time was very strange. It was not the commonly used Thalassian, but an ancient and desolate language.

Under the effect of the spell, Aier's hands became pitch black. As the spell took shape, black particles woven from shadow magic appeared around him.

Feeling the shadow magic within his body that was less than a tenth of what it used to be, Aier couldn't help but smile wryly.

"This time, I've really gone all out. Hmm, not yet, I may still need to package these little darlings a bit."

Looking at the hundreds of fist-sized black particles hovering around him, Aier nodded in satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, azure magic drifted out from Aluneth, enveloping a black particle.

The arcane and shadow energies made a soft "hiss" sound upon contact.

"First time operating, it's inevitable that I'm a bit rusty."

Embarrassedly rubbing the tip of his nose, the young man's pupils suddenly turned azure. He activated his Hypermnesia mode.

After a long time, with a soft explosion, Aier finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, although forty or fifty were scrapped, the remaining little darlings should be enough."

Hundreds of particles flashing with azure light hovered around the young man. If one observed carefully, they would notice that the interior of these particles was filled with faint shadows.

Taking two steps forward, Aier, just like before, manipulated these particles to fly towards the black blood vessels.

As if receiving an order, hundreds of azure particles penetrated the walls of the blood vessels without any hindrance.

Under the control of telekinesis, these blue particles continued forward until they entered Hakkar's body along with the essence of flesh and blood in the black blood vessels.

"Good, just one last step."

From the moment the blue particles entered Hakkar's body, Aier's complexion became pale. This was a sign of massive mental exhaustion.

"Here, no, not here, could it be here?"

The young man's complexion became increasingly pale, and large beads of sweat flowed down his handsome cheeks, falling into the dust-covered ground.

Just when he was about to collapse and give up, a turning point finally arrived.

"Found it!"

The young man opened his bright eyes and roared in excitement.

Just now, he had finally buried the last chess piece, a hidden piece that could end this stalemate.

…

Outside the Altar Ruins.

"Sylvanarian, the portal is about to close, it's time for you to leave. Those are 200,000 troll prisoners. You should fulfill your duty as a marshal!"

Sylvanarian knelt on one knee in front of the Sun King, not speaking, but lowering his head, seemingly lost in thought.

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Anasterian turned around and said to Sylvanarian with a serious expression:

"Are you going to disobey my orders? I said, even if the beast's true form descends, I can retreat unscathed."

Sylvanarian remained unmoved, continuing to kneel silently on the ground.

"Sylvanarian! I order you…"

Before the Sun King could continue to reprimand, a sharp whistle and a shrill roar echoed from within the Zul'Gurub altar.

"Filthy maggots! Humble ants! What have you done!? You dare to sabotage the ceremony for the descent of the God of Gods!"

As the roar echoed, a devastating, terrifying hurricane swept out from the altar.

This violent hurricane swept up dozens of elven rangers guarding Anasterian's side, blowing them into the distance.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Sylvanarian had already raised a giant shield, no less than the Wall of the Fallen King, blocking Anasterian's path.

The gold and red intertwined shield flashed with a heavy earth-yellow light, firmly resisting the violent hurricane in front of the two.

Epic-tier warrior secret skill 【Shield Wall】 activated!

…

Leaving aside what was happening outside the altar, Aier was now in an extremely dangerous situation.

Just now, after burying that fatal hidden piece, Aier cut off all the black blood vessels.

This action instantly awakened the sleeping Hakkar. Although this avatar was about to take shape under the nourishment of countless corpses,

Hakkar's plan was undoubtedly thwarted by Aier's actions.

Even though this unfinished avatar already possessed the strength of a peak Legend, it was clearly not enough to become a vessel for Hakkar's main body. How could the instigator of all this not be filled with hatred?

Feeling the blood in his body almost boiling, and the dozen or so negative curses and diseases on his body, Aier did not panic at all. On the contrary, he revealed a meaningful smile and ran wildly in one direction.

"Faster, faster, yes, like that, you'll catch up to me soon…"