Azeroth Monster Manual

“Arcane Torrent!”

El roared, and a milky white, translucent halo spread from the boy's body, instantly melting the purple barrier that enveloped his head.

Just as everyone was marveling at the boy's powerful magic, Belovar and Anasterian keenly realized that things were not as simple as they seemed.

The oval-shaped Arcane Torrent did not dissipate with the passage of time, but instead became more and more inflated. The calm sea surged with rolling waves, and a strong hurricane gradually formed, sweeping across the entire Silvermoon harbor in a matter of seconds.

The high elf crew standing on the Pride of Quel'Thalas quickly activated the magical barrier on the warship, but to their horror, the dark red anti-physics barrier, charged in turns by several magisters, had just formed, only to vanish instantly under the violent magic.

“Everyone abandon ship!”

The captain roared loudly, and the crew panicked and threw down the cables in their hands, jumping into the sea one after another like dumplings.

“The portal is here!”

Several magisters who had been on board floated in a disheveled manner on the turbulent sea, but fortunately, they managed to open the portal in time.

… …

“Crack”

The violent hurricane ravaged the entire Silvermoon harbor. Houses collapsed, seawater poured in, and even the Pride of Quel'Thalas, known as the Sea Fortress, could not escape the disaster. With a loud crash, the deep-drafted sailing warship with a displacement of 5,000 tons let out a chilling 'wail' and shattered in an instant.

But the aftermath of the Arcane Torrent was far from over. The milky white circular field continued to expand, and in a blink of an eye, it spread to the runestone barrier on Quel'Danas Island.

“Quickly cut off the power supply to the runestone barrier!”

Staring at the approaching energy storm, Belovar roared at the magisters behind him.

“Too… late.”

Anasterian stared blankly at the sky and murmured to himself.

Before everyone could react, the translucent energy field swept over them in an instant, and then headed into the distance.

“Sunwell… I can't feel the energy of the Sunwell anymore!”

“My God, my magic… my magic has disappeared!”

Several magisters screamed in horror. They frantically mobilized the magic in their bodies, but found that the elemental pool in their bodies was not under their control at all.

“Your Majesty… the runestone barrier has disappeared.”

Belovar said bitterly. The 7th-circle forbidden spell cast by his grandson did not affect him as severely as it did those magisters, but he could clearly feel that the arcane energy that he used to control as easily as his own arms and fingers had now become more difficult and difficult to control.

“Buzz…”

Before Belovar could finish his words, the black runestone inserted into the magic net node made a dull buzzing sound, and then, like a chain reaction, the remaining three runestones spread across the island also made the same sound.

After a few breaths, everyone suddenly felt the [Silence] effect that had been imposed on their bodies quietly disappear like melting ice and snow, so everyone began to hold their breath and concentrate, carefully sensing.

“The runestone barrier has restarted!”

“My elemental pool can be mobilized again!”

The magisters looked at each other and said excitedly.

“5 seconds…”

Anasterian looked at the boy in the air with a complicated expression, and said with difficulty a word that confused everyone.

“Your Majesty, are you saying?”

Belovar also stared at the boy's direction, and asked with some incomprehension.

“El's spell just now completely blocked the magic connection on the runestone for a full 5 seconds…”

The Sun King said with a complicated expression, causing everyone to exclaim.

“There is no place for us old remnants of the old era on the big ships of the new era…”

Anasterian's old eyes slowly closed, and he let out a sigh of inexplicable sigh.

Belovar clearly saw a trace of unwillingness, a trace of hesitation, and a trace of loneliness in Anasterian's last gaze.

Not daring to speculate on the Sun King's thoughts, Belovar could only stand respectfully aside waiting for the boy's return.

“Belovar.”

“Your Majesty, I am here.”

“Sarona's territory will have its tax revenue increased by 10% this year.”

Belovar stared at the distant harbor with black lines all over his head. The originally well-arranged barracks and the beautiful Silvermoon harbor were completely destroyed by the violent hurricane in the storm just now.

Looking at the scattered wreckage of the warships floating on the sea, the Archmage couldn't help but feel sad.

“Is this what it means for the grandson to act and the grandfather to pay the bill? It seems that the renovation project of the Mage Tower this year will have to be temporarily shelved…”

… …

El slowly fell from the air, feeling the tearing pain all over his body, the boy couldn't help but click his tongue.

Opening the collar of the Sunfire Robe, the fair chest had already become a bloody mess.

But surprisingly, the cracked wounds were slowly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye under the sunlight.

[Photosynthesis]: As long as you are under the light of the sun, the health points you have lost will continue to recover.

[Troll Regeneration]: Your health recovery speed has been significantly improved!

… …

'Phew… the burden on the body from the forbidden spell version of Arcane Torrent is really serious.'

The boy touched his smooth chest, which still had scarlet blood stains on it, but the wound had already healed.

El looked at the destroyed Silvermoon harbor below, and couldn't help but smack his tongue.

Strictly speaking, this improved version of Arcane Torrent is not a destructive magic, and he is already very satisfied to be able to cause such a big commotion.

The true effect of Arcane Torrent lies in its area silence. If used properly, this brand-new seventh-circle spell will erupt with dazzling brilliance on a large-scale battlefield.

[Anti-Magic Field]: Seventh-circle spell. You detonate the massive arcane energy within your body, silencing all enemies within a radius of 800 yards. The more magic detonated, the stronger the radius and duration of the silence.

While pondering, Ayr walked up to the group.

"You brat, that spell just now, wouldn't it really be Arcane Torrent?"

Little Lord, there's more to this chapter ^.^

Belovar grabbed the young man's collar, eagerly asking.

"It is indeed Arcane Torrent. I just made a small improvement."

The young man replied absentmindedly, already immersed in the system interface's barrage of notifications, not noticing the strange expressions on everyone's faces.

"Lord Ayr… if you don't mind."

A female voice said, trembling slightly.

"Oh? Please ask."

The young man waved dismissively, stopping the female magister from performing a bow.

"I want to ask you a question. Such a powerful seventh-circle spell must have some limitations, right?"

The female magister's eyes were full of little stars. She stared intently at the young man's face, asking with admiration.

"Indeed, although the improved version of Arcane Torrent has various advantages, its shortcomings are also obvious."

The young man said with a serious expression.

Hearing the young man's words, everyone's expressions became solemn.

"As expected, even the most powerful seventh-circle magic will have various limitations, otherwise it wouldn't be called a forbidden spell."

Anasterian chuckled awkwardly, wiping a handful of cold sweat from his forehead.

If that kind of earth-shattering magic were to happen a few more times, he didn't know if Quel'Danas Island's rune stones could withstand it.

If the rune stones shattered, the Sunwell would be nakedly exposed to the material world, which would not only attract demons from the void, but also bring those meddlesome blue dragons to their doorstep.

"Although it's quite presumptuous, could you teach us this magic? It's very important to our mage corps."

The female elf said earnestly, and a group of magisters, including Anasterian, also looked at the young man hopefully.

They knew that the improved version of Arcane Torrent released by the young man had reached the level of war magic. Imagine, if such a large-scale anti-magic field were mastered by Quel'Thalas's mage corps, then Quel'Thalas would no longer fear any spellcasters in this world.

"It's not impossible. I'll give you the improved magic circuit later, but I want to state one thing in advance."

The young man said seriously.

The magisters all exchanged excited glances. Master Ayr was selflessly going to impart his seventh-circle forbidden spell to them. Who wouldn't be tempted? Even if they couldn't use it, it was still a seventh-circle forbidden spell! Even a slight reference would lead to obvious progress in their arcane path.

"Please speak…"

The female magister tried her best to restrain the ecstatic emotions in her heart, saying with a trembling voice.

"Since it's already an improved version, calling it Arcane Torrent wouldn't be so precise. How about this, from now on, the name of this spell will be Anti-Magic Field…"

The young man stroked his smooth chin, saying softly.

"This is your research result. You have the right to give this spell a new name."

The female magister said quickly.

"You must already be very familiar with Arcane Torrent. Many magisters with superb skills can also release this unique magic given to us by the Sunwell…"

Everyone listened carefully to the young man's explanation, nodding unconsciously. Ayr was indeed right. As a racial talent of the Quel'dorei, most of them had mastered Arcane Torrent, but they had never seen a scale like Anti-Magic Field before.

"The characteristic of Arcane Torrent is to resonate a portion of the magic in the body with the surrounding free magic, and then detonate it outside the caster's body, thereby forming a temporary anti-magic field.

But this magic surge will cause a great burden on our bodies, which is also one of the drawbacks of Arcane Torrent.

After research, I discovered a very interesting thing. If we simply detonate the magic in our bodies outside the body without resonating with the surrounding free arcane elements, then the damage of Arcane Torrent to our bodies will be reduced to an extremely low range."

"But… in that case, wouldn't the magic in our bodies…"

The female magister asked with some worry.

"This is also the statement I want to say to everyone…"

Ayr's lips curled up, revealing a bright smile to the female magister.

The 1500-year-old female magister felt a little flustered looking at the young man's smile. Her eyes darted around, not daring to meet Ayr's gaze.

"You… you… please speak."

Her heart was beating a little fast, and even her speech was a little stuttering.

"If the anti-magic field wants to achieve the effect of a domain, then it will inevitably consume extremely vast magic power. For a magister like you, if you want to achieve an 800-yard anti-magic field, it will drain more than 85% of the magic in your body."

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