Azeroth Monster Manual

Over ten thousand years ago, Azeroth, under the rule of the Old God's dark empire, welcomed the rescue of the Pantheon.

Thus, under the leadership of the great forger Khaz'goroth, the Pantheon devoted itself to creating an army whose origin was from Azeroth: the Aseer and the Vanir.

The Aseer were forged from metal, wielding the power to command storms; the Vanir were formed from rock, with the earth under their dominion.

And these two infinitely powerful beings were called Titan constructs, or low-level Titan guardians.

......

Aier carefully stroked the huge furnace in front of him. Under the effect of [Hypermnesia], all the tiny details in the secret room could not escape his eyes. After thinking for a long time...

'Crack'

With a crisp sound, the dark compartment in the lower left corner of the furnace opened in response, and the golden light startled the unprepared teenager.

"I'm rich..."

Dully wiping his eyes, what came into view was a whole box of Titan low-level construct cores, the precise parts emitting a shimmering glow under the envelope of the guardian's power.

Like rare treasures of the world, in a sense, the value of these construct cores is immeasurable, and the significance they represent is unprecedented.

"1, 2, 8... a full 25 cores. Are these construct cores the cornerstone for creating stone guardians? But..."

Aier frowned tightly. He was a little troubled. These construct cores in front of him were like hot potatoes, making him a little embarrassed, not knowing how to deal with them.

"If all these cores are filled into the stone guardians..."

"Isn't this shooting myself in the foot?"

The teenager knew that even if all these stone guardians were activated, it would only create 25 fast, powerful, and troublesome enemies for himself. Without the corresponding authority, it would all be in vain.

"Forget it, let's see how this big guy operates first. Maybe there will be unexpected surprises."

After saying that, the teenager began to touch and bump around, climbing up and down the several-meter-high giant furnace like a nimble monkey.

"Being a Titan construct doesn't mean it's that high-end. Such a rough structure is an insult to my IQ if I ponder it for a while..."

Aier patted his hands smugly, with a mocking look on his face. He came to the side and rear of the furnace and began his experiment.

"What is this huge groove for? Let me think, it should be for fuel. Perhaps those four-colored crystals can come in handy."

Taking out four differently colored empowered crystals from the space backpack, the teenager rudely stuffed them all into the slot that looked like a fuel hole.

"Creak... creak... buzz... ..."

First, there was the crisp sound of gear meshing. This dusty behemoth began to operate. With a huge buzzing sound, the furnace was completely started.

"As an outstanding scientific researcher, great power creates miracles is the most basic professional quality."

Looking at the jumping black flames in the furnace, Aier nodded smugly.

"The fuel is burning a bit fast. I have to act quickly."

The teenager noticed that the crystals in the fuel hole were slowly disappearing. He woke up all of a sudden and immediately came to the other side of the furnace.

"This groove should be where Khaz'goroth releases Titan power? Then the corresponding..."

Along the diagonal of the slot, Aier stroked carefully.

"Found it! This should be the exit for the finished construct cores."

"But... where can I find Khaz'goroth's power? It would be great if the black empowered crystal hadn't been destroyed by Nabolia."

......

After a long time, the black light and flames in the furnace slowly dissipated, and the clicking sound of the machinery turning was almost inaudible.

The teenager sat down on the ground dejectedly, with a face full of regret. He stared at the construct core in his hand with some unwillingness.

It's like entering a treasure mountain and returning empty-handed. Without enough knowledge to support it, the small ball flashing with a light golden light in front of Aier is just a beautiful work of art.

"Eh? Wait..."

Like discovering a new continent, the teenager patted the dust off his buttocks and flew upwards.

On the dome, Khaz'goroth's huge statue slightly opened its eyes, and the dim bronze pupils seemed to be watching everything.

"What are you looking at?"

Aier slapped the statue's face unhappily.

"I'll gouge your eyes out if you keep staring."

After baring his teeth at the statue and not finding anything, the teenager prepared to leave.

Just as he was about to turn his head, Aier seemed to find something. He immediately turned around and came to the statue again.

"The earth spirit who carved this statue must have a grudge against you, old man?"

Aier's expression was a little strange. He slowly stretched out his right hand and touched the statue's eyes.

'Pa'

The teenager effortlessly inserted two fingers into the statue's eyes, and Khaz'goroth's mouth suddenly opened wide.

Seeming to sense something, Aier suddenly leaned to the side, narrowly dodging a scorching ray.

"Is this the design a carbon-based creature could come up with? No, Titan constructs seem to be made of stone or metal. How unlucky."

With lingering fear, Aier patted his chest and looked at Khaz'goroth's statue.

Golden-red rays of light continuously shot from the statue's mouth towards a wall of the secret room. Perhaps the temperature was too high, the color of the rays gradually changed, slowly turning into a rose red.

After a moment, the rays disappeared, the statue's eyes popped out, and the mouth closed, as if nothing had just happened.

Coming to the wall burned by the rays, a circular hole three feet in diameter was burned out of the hard wall made of some unknown metal. Red liquid dripped from the periphery of the hole, emitting a sizzling sound.

A large red button appeared in the round hole before the teenager's eyes.

Al: I was this speechless the last time I was speechless. Putting so much fancy stuff just to hide a red button, did the designer of this secret room come from Hollywood? Write the script properly, damn it!

Despite the吐槽, Al still studied it carefully for a while.

"Let's make a bold assumption, this red button... Anyway, let's start the furnace first."

...

As the familiar hum sounded, the furnace was restarted. This time, Al deliberately stuffed a few more crystals into the groove, just so it could work a little longer.

Taking out the twenty-five creation cores, Al carefully placed them in the diagonally opposite groove. Watching the motionless furnace, the boy gritted his teeth and slammed his hand on the red button.

"Warning! Warning! Creation Furnace Regression System has been activated!"

"Warning! Warning! Creation Furnace Regression System has been activated!"

...

Al listened to the unknown language echoing in the secret room with a confused look. He scratched his head and simply ignored it, instead carefully observing the changes in the creation cores.

The previously calm furnace suddenly began to hum, and the creation cores placed in the groove had disappeared.

...

As time passed, Al's expression became more focused. He guarded the groove on the other side, constantly observing the changes in the furnace.

"Pfft... Pfft..."

A brown mist mixed with碎golden luster spewed out from the groove.

"I... damn it, where's the crystal bottle? Where did my crystal bottle go?"

Al anxiously rummaged through his space backpack, but he forgot one thing: when he went up the mountain, all the research equipment had already been stuffed to the dwarves.

Hemit: You chose it, idol.

...

Heart疼看着 the slowly dissipating brown mist, he made a bold decision. Disregarding everything else, Al quickly stretched his head over, brought his mouth close to the groove, and sucked hard.

...

"嗝, clean and hygienic."

After burping, the boy slumped to the ground in a daze, and the translucent system light screen began to flicker.

[Detected unknown gas intake]

[Detected connection to the power of Khaz'goroth]

[Warning! Energy is too great]

[Warning! Energy overload...]

[Warning! Host's body is about to collapse]

[Warning again! Host's body is about to collapse]

...

The transparent light screen flickered wildly, but the boy seemed oblivious. His face was flushed, and his body was twitching.

Half of Al's body emitted a湛blue light, while the other half exuded a炽hot aura. This was a sign of imminent half-elementalization. His body was already紊乱 and about to collapse.

'Hiss hiss hiss'

The water and fire elements collided fiercely, and scorching steam溢散 out. Al's space backpack around his waist happened to fall to the ground, and his right half, which was about to be fire-elementalized, was about to touch it.

"Sigh..."

A desolate sigh sounded, and the statue with its eyes slightly closed on the穹顶 opened its eyes. The eyes that should have been黯淡无光 suddenly became灵动.

"臭小子, you actually gouged out my eyeballs."

The statue's lips微颌, and the huge bronze face seemed to come alive.

Looking down at the precarious elven boy, the statue humanely转了转 its eyes, and then a brown light with the power of earth shone on the boy.

A moment later, Al returned to normal, and the tight muscles under his破烂 robe were exposed. This was the result of his years of cultivation with Salorean.

At this time, Al smacked his lips as if he were asleep, turned over, and lay sprawled on the ground. Soon, he began to snore.

The space backpack on the ground floated up, and dense四色 crystals fell to the ground.

"Ignorant and fearless臭小鬼."

It was hard to tell whether it was an illusion, but the statue's僵硬 face seemed to 微笑, and then disappeared in an instant.

The crystals on the ground began to rotate, neatly arranged by color.

"Let's start with that guy Aman'sul"

Before the words fell, the golden crystals began to melt, and the sand-like power of time formed a whirlwind, floating in mid-air.

"And Norgannon..."

"Eona..."

...

Then, the powers corresponding to the other three-colored crystals also began to rotate, and then converged into a four-colored tornado and drilled into the boy's forehead.

"Add another seal. Too fast of growth may make you lost in power, and then my interference in this timeline will no longer be meaningful. So,臭小子, we'll meet at the end of time..."

...

"This sleep was really comfortable."

Al stretched and habitually捋了捋 his golden hair.

A moment later, with a cry of surprise, the boy jumped up, touched the intact法袍 on the left, and then touched the smooth skin on the right half of his body. Al was a little呆滞.

"How did I become an阴阳人 after waking up?"

Checking the system's historical information, Al broke out in a cold sweat, revealing a look of relief after surviving a disaster.

"Why is there nothing after 'the body is about to collapse'? Also, why are all the things in my bag on the ground?"

Scratching his head in confusion, he stuffed all the valuable items scattered on the ground back into his space backpack.

"Where are my crystals? Do you charge an intermediary fee for opening a furnace? This is all my hard-earned money."

With a wail, the痛不欲生少年跪坐在地, and then, he seemed to see something and instantly石化.

A mirror with a high elven style was lying flat. Al inadvertently saw something behind him as he passed by.

Simply tearing off the残破法袍, Al turned his body upside down. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a hammer with light green纹路 on his back.

"Tattoo噶, and society? This娘的 tattooed is a hammer?"

The生无可恋 elven boy摊倒 on the ground.