Azeroth Monster Manual

Quel'Thalas was enveloped in the radiation of the Sunwell, and the rune stone结界 made the entire Eversong Woods like spring all year round.

A purplish-red strider pulled a luxurious four-wheeled carriage, and El leaned lazily against the side of the carriage.

The golden-red magical maple trees were occasionally blown by the breeze, and El held the "Advanced Tutorial of Protection" borrowed from the Sunspire Royal Library, but rarely studied it. With the characteristic of 【Eidetic Memory】, he could thoroughly understand this large book in less than half a month.

His handsome little face was radiant, and a dark red magic maple leaf fell into his palm. He stared blankly at the picturesque scenery around him.

'There are less than 100 years left. If the following plan can be implemented, then…'

El clenched his delicate little fist and secretly made up his mind.

'Huh? There's the stench of a magical beast, no, that's not right!'

El sniffed the strange smell in the air, his face remained calm, but he sat up straight.

His lips slightly closed, and he silently chanted a spell in his heart, and a translucent violet shield appeared.

“Frost Nova”

The moment the spell was uttered, a tall figure with sharp fangs emerged from the shadows. The foul breath exhaled from its bloody mouth swirled around El's nose.

The spell and the troll assassin appeared at the same time, and the heavy ice magic froze his feet in place, making him unable to move. The troll assassin seemed to automatically crash into El's Frost Nova.

He casually cast Polymorph, silently turning the troll assassin, who was having difficulty moving, into a docile sheep.

Immediately, 【Eidetic Memory】 activated, and mysterious runes appeared in his pupils. Time almost stopped in the memory palace, and El carefully observed the ratio of light and shadow.

"Three o'clock direction, 7 o'clock direction, 9 o'clock direction, plus the blind spot behind the carriage, there are about 7 Amani troll assassins, um, let me think, no arcane casters, not too tricky."

El seemed to have thought for a long time in the memory palace, but only a short second passed in the prime material world.

He no longer hesitated, and jumped off the carriage nimbly. With a series of dense arcane fluctuations, Blink was released continuously.

“Arcane burst!”

The short spell was uttered from his mouth, and a bright pink spherical light exploded around him, and 3 embarrassed figures were blown away from the shadows.

"There are still 4"

El turned his body in a flash of lightning, and the cool breeze became scorching hot. A blood-red dragon head appeared out of thin air, and the exploding dragon breath swallowed the two trolls behind him.

Six trolls were either stunned, polymorphed, or killed on the spot.

Walking towards the three troll assassins who were blown away and crawling on the ground with difficulty, he loudly chanted obscure and difficult spells, seemingly trying to accomplish everything in one battle.

The spell became faster and faster, and just as the spell was about to be completed, El suddenly stopped, and a thick piece of solid ice quickly enveloped him.

The moment the Ice Barrier was completed, a blurred figure appeared behind El, and two obviously poisoned daggers stabbed fiercely at the "refrigerator", splashing ice chips everywhere.

The assassin's dagger chopped at the hard ice one after another, and El looked mockingly at the high-level stalker in the ice who refused to give up.

The troll assassin roared silently, and then disappeared in place after a puff of smoke.

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El quickly canceled the Ice Barrier. The cold air raged, and he wanted to repeat the old trick to nail the high-level assassin in place.

Unfortunately, after the spell, the troll did not show up. This was a cruel and experienced master, who had obviously escaped the moment El revealed his figure from the Ice Barrier.

"Slippery fly, do you really think my five-character gladiator is just for show?"

He shook his head and said nothing. He raised his hands high, tiptoed, and quickly spat out a string of spells.

The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and his hands emitted a faint blue light. After a while, fist-sized hailstones fell like raindrops, and a super-large 【Blizzard】 covering a radius of 500 meters was released from El's hands.

Thunderclouds roared, and the yin wind sent the funeral. El was surrounded by terrifying natural disasters. As the hail fell, the magic maple trees seemed to be wailing. The thick branches were broken in half, and the six Amani trolls lying on the ground were all fractured and crawling around, wailing.

“Die”

El guessed that it probably meant "die" or "kill" in the troll language.

A shrill roar sounded, and the high-level troll assassin was shrouded in shadows, and a milky white light lit up on his feet, rushing towards El at a speed far exceeding just now.

“Um, Shadow Cloak + Sprint, not bad skills.”

El stopped the casting of Blizzard, and lazily stared at the high-level assassin rushing towards him at top speed, even having the leisure to comment.

The cold light of the high-level assassin's dagger cut through the cold mist that had not completely dissipated beside El, and the precise 【Rupture】 cut into El's head in a cross. The distance between the two was extremely close, so close that they could smell the stench on the troll's fangs and the viciousness and astonishment in his blood-red eyes.

“I'm tired of the cat-and-mouse game, let's end it here.”

El's figure slowly dissipated, and then appeared behind the troll, leaving the troll alone in the wind in confusion.

【Presence of Mind】 released

“Pyroblast!”

A huge hot boulder, as big as a washbasin, streaked across an orange-red streamer and smashed on the troll's head, which was stunned in place, making a huge roar.

Rolling thick smoke rose from the corpse that fell on the ground, and it was vaguely visible that there was nothing on the neck. The head evaporated cleanly the moment it came into contact with the Pyroblast.

“Sure enough, Mind Quickening Fireball is the romance of the mage. What kind of melee mage bean curd is heresy”

El patted the non-existent dust on his clothes while complaining, and put the 7 troll corpses scattered on the ground into the space backpack.

“It's new material again, but unfortunately I was too heavy-handed and didn't leave any survivors. Forget it, next time I'll go to Ghostlands to catch a troll witch doctor to see.

It is said that the Amani trolls have Loa magic far superior to other troll empires. I wonder if the troll humanoid creatures can be included in the monster illustration book…”

Looking at the scorched earth and the 8-ripe strider, El was a little helpless. Originally, he was eating hot pot and singing songs, all the way with laughter, but the train was blown up by bandits while driving. Who should he reason with?

Without thinking about where the assassins came from or what their plans were, this was something that big shots should worry about. He just tidied up the broken trees one by one and put them into the space backpack. Of course, the gifts from nature cannot be wasted.

Having obtained the new material, El hummed a song all the way and strode away.