Azeroth Monster Manual

“I'm telling you one last time! Shut your mouths!”

Kima roared, then quickly turned his head, flashing a flattering smile towards the guards.

“That lapdog is playing with the food again.”

“He wouldn't be stealing any, would he? The High Priest just specifically instructed…”

A young troll looked at Kima, who was occasionally causing a commotion in the distance, and asked worriedly.

“You can tell he’s a greenhorn. Those two are just flirting; can't you see that?”

“Haha…”

“Hahaha…”

The guards burst into laughter, completely oblivious to Kima's odd behavior.

“Phew…”

Letting out a long sigh, Kima wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and turned back to continue questioning.

“What's the name of the person who owns this emblem?”

“He's called…”

“Young Miss! Don't tell him! If he finds out Lord Ayr's identity, he'll definitely use us to blackmail him.”

Although the little maid was still sobbing softly, she loudly reminded her.

“Ah! You're quick-witted! That's right, we can't tell you Ayr's identity!”

Kima: Oh, so it’s a Mr. Ayr who doesn't want to reveal his name… Like hell!

Looking at the two girls who thought they were so clever with a dark expression, Kima felt his intelligence had been severely insulted.

But he still got the information he wanted.

“That vicious, cruel, and almost demonically intelligent Ayr Saronas actually has such a stupid fiancée?”

Shaking his head, Kima suddenly felt a little sorry for that man.

He stood up, ignored the two elven girls, and walked over to the guards, trying to get on their good side.

A dozen seconds later, Kima looked at the bodies lying all over the ground, his eyes flashing with complex emotions.

“Looks like there's really no turning back this time. I've sold my life to you, Ayr Saronas. You better not disappoint me!”

The two girls stopped arguing, staring blankly at the corpses on the ground.

“Tear…”

Tearing open the ropes on the girls, Kima said haltingly in broken Quel'Thalas.

“I am the famous Great Witch Doctor of the Deadwood Tribe and a Double-Agent of the Evil Branch, codenamed Pangolin… Ptooey, codenamed One-Eye. This is my communication stone with Lord Ayr.”

The troll first announced his identity, and then activated the communication stone in front of the two girls.

…

Ayr, who was running, suddenly felt a heat in his chest.

He had to stop and hide in a dilapidated hut.

“This is… Kima's transmission stone? Why now?”

Ayr stared at the transmission stone, which he hadn't used for a long time, with suspicion. After only a moment's hesitation, he activated the switch on the transmission stone.

The blurry magic image gradually became clear.

“Lord Ayr, it's me, Kima.”

The troll put on that flattering smile again, saying ingratiatingly.

“Why are you contacting me now? Stop talking nonsense. I'm in Zul'Aman right now. Where are you?”

Ayr looked at the “normal” troll in the magic image and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

“It's like this, two of your compatriots have been captured. They claim to be your fiancées.”

“I am Ayr's fiancée. This one next to me is my maid.”

“Nonsense, I'm not a maid. I'm Lianda's sister! Lord Ayr likes me!”

Listening to the familiar voices coming from the magic image, Ayr clenched his fist unconsciously. He just wanted to hold those two ignorant little girls over his knee and give them a good spanking.

“Can you open a portal?”

“Um… Sorry, Lord, I haven't taken any spatial studies courses yet…”

“Alright, most of Zul'Aman's army has been drawn away by Hemet. You're relatively safe right now. Try your best to get down the mountain. If there's danger, activate the transmission stone in time, and I'll support you.”

“Yes, Lord Ayr, please rest assured, I will definitely protect the Mistress!”

Ayr: …

Actively severing the magic connection of the transmission stone, the young man sprinted towards Hemet's location.

…

Hemet had gone mad with killing!

The entire third level had been completely destroyed by the old dwarf. The ground was littered with the corpses of Evil Branch trolls and collapsed houses. Some unlucky bastards who hadn't breathed their last occasionally let out painful groans, crawling around in the ruins.

The old dwarf's condition was not optimistic. Although the earth power within his body was still abundant, the injuries on his body had accumulated to a critical point.

At first, only some wolf riders and headhunters came to surround and kill the dwarf, but as time went on and more and more casualties occurred, the trolls had to send out professionals. These professionals included some high-level spellcasters, and even an Epic Berserker and an Epic Voodoo Master.

Hemet struggled to stand up, looked at the Epic Berserker lying at his feet, and couldn't help but laugh heartily.

But a pitch-black shadow arrow quickly shut him up.

Touching the large hole in his shoulder, Hemet fell down without a word. He was finally about to collapse.

The light gray skin slowly returned to its original color, and hideous scars quickly oozed blood. The blood spread out until it dyed a large area of the land beneath the dwarf red.

The wound pierced by the shadow arrow exuded an ominous aura. No blood flowed out, only a thin layer of black mist enveloped the wound.

Hemet was completely broken by this attack.

“What… what kind of magic is this…”

The old dwarf wanted to stand up again, but found that his shoulder was completely paralyzed and he couldn't use any strength at all.

In addition, the dense wounds on his body and the unstoppable bleeding made him increasingly weak.

“Next time, I'll definitely put the invisibility potion in my space bag, if there is a next time.”

The old dwarf smiled mockingly, then fainted.

The voodoo master in the distance was about to complete his next Shadow Bolt. Just as he was preparing to release the spell and end the life of this bipedal sheep, he suddenly discovered that the originally smooth magic circuit had been cut off.

A slender figure completely shrouded in black robes appeared behind the troll. The faint light of a magic counterspell had just dissipated, and a bright blue light immediately followed.

A sharp ice spear pierced the voodoo master's heart. As the magical light in the slender figure's hand gradually dissipated, the troll stared in disbelief at the large hole in his chest and fell to the ground.

The slender figure stepped over the corpse at his feet and was about to head towards Hermit when he suddenly stopped.

"Don't move! Who are you!"

Feeling the cold touch behind her neck, the slender figure stiffened and slowly raised her hands.

"I... I..."

"Hm?"

Aier impatiently pulled the slender figure into his arms, the dagger in his hand pressed tightly against her throat.

Feeling the exquisite figure in his arms, which was actually trembling slightly, Aier couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Could there be such a timid assassin?

"Or should I just kill you!"

Just as the young man was about to ruthlessly destroy the flower and end the life of this mysterious black-robed person, the timid voice in his arms whispered:

"I... my name is Serena Sunshadow."

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The assassin in his arms carefully took off her hood, first revealing a head of fiery red hair, and then a fair and delicate face.

A faint purple light flickered in the young man's eyes. Aier activated the [Mystic Eyes of Death Perception] and slowly scanned Serena's body, confirming that there were no shapeshifting or illusions before slowly releasing her.

"Are you a Magister of the Sunshadow Legion? Who is your superior?"

Serena didn't dare to look at the young man's eyes, twisting her small hands nervously, and didn't speak.

"I am Aier Salona! The commander-in-chief of the Aier Light Alliance, state your army designation, soldier!"

"Yes, sir! I am Second Lieutenant Serena Sunshadow of the Fourth Legion of the Sunshadow Legion. My direct superior is Legion Commander Sandra Sunshadow, over!"

Serena reflexively clicked her heels together, stood up straight, and gave a military salute.

"Very good! Soldier, the situation is urgent. The Evil Branch reinforcements will arrive soon. You come with me first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

Hearing that the other party was indeed from the Sunshadow Legion, Aier finally let down his guard and began searching for the old dwarf's whereabouts.

Hermit: You actually still remember me? Is me being alive affecting your love affair?

"There... there..."

Serena shyly pointed to the old dwarf lying in the ruins, then quickly lowered her head and stopped speaking.

'Strange elf.'

This thought only flashed through Aier's mind before he dismissed it.

Picking up the battered old dwarf, Aier couldn't help but frown.

Taking out a bottle of Life Bloom Potion from his spatial backpack, he poured it into the old dwarf's mouth without hesitation.

"I was originally planning to save it as a reward for the apprentices."

Looking at the nearly empty crystal bottle with heartache, Aier couldn't help but slander in his heart.

In addition to some precious herbs, the Life Bloom Potion also contained a large amount of Aier's life force, otherwise it wouldn't have such an immediate effect.

In just a moment, Hermit woke up with a jolt. Just as he was about to say something to the young man, Aier kicked him ten meters away with a powerful Vajra Leg.

"I'll deal with you when we get back. Change your clothes and follow me quickly!"

Hermit rolled out of the collapsed house in a flurry, laughing sheepishly.

Serena shyly turned her back, not daring to look at the old dwarf.

"What are you still standing there for? Didn't you see there's a female comrade here? Are you waiting for me to change your clothes for you?"

"Sir, what is a comrade?"

"A comrade is someone who urges you to improve, just like this!"

The young man jogged two steps and slammed a powerful electric cannon on the old dwarf's head.

"Ouch!"

Hermit rubbed the large bump on his head and reluctantly changed his clothes.

"Thump thump..."

"Thump thump thump..."

Feeling the vibrations under his feet, the young man frowned even more.

A large force was coming towards them.

"Here are 20 bottles of invisibility potion. You two go to the fourth floor immediately. After you get there, light the house and make some noise. Kima and two companions will go to find you."

"I'm not going, I want to stay with you... Ouch!"

"That's an order!"

"Yes..."

Hermit covered his butt, reluctantly saying.

"Um, Serena, have you learned spatial magic?"

Aier quickly took out 20 bottles of invisibility potion from his backpack and distributed them to the two, but he suddenly thought of a crucial question.

"A little... a little."

Serena had already put the hood on her head at some point. Even Aier couldn't see her face clearly in the dim moonlight.

'Quite professional.'

"Can you open a teleportation gate?"

"A little... a little."

"That's good. After you meet up with Kima, open the teleportation gate and take them back to Eagle's Nest Mountain. It's Eagle's Nest Mountain, don't remember it wrong, understand?"

"Under... understood..."

"Very good, I will buy you time to stop the troll's main force. Hermit, when Miss Serena is constructing the teleportation gate, you are responsible for protecting her."

"But you..."

"Shut up! That's an order!"

"Yes! Lord Aier!"

...

Watching the two gradually turn into two small dots in the distance, Aier finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Feeling the increasingly obvious vibrations under his feet, Aier couldn't help but lick his lips.

"It's time to let you troll bastards feel my anger."

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