Power Core Replenished Wow Novels & Stories

Akari thought. The beast continued attacking as it launched slash marks towards them and sometimes get close to hurt them after using a sonic roar or other attacks. Akari and Makoto tried defending all its attacks as Kaikuh watched the percentage of her update increase. They had an intense battle but after a while, Kaikuh system was updated as a message then popped up. "Update completed, your new power is known as mind control which means that you have the ability to make a living organism do whatever you want"

"The Core’s surface is completely covered in a void-lattice! Physical strikes won't touch it—it will just absorb the kinetic energy and detonate!" "Then we don't break it!" Caelum rumbled, his silver-gold eyes burning through the murky violet darkness. "We purge it from the inside out!" Caelum took their raw burst of speed and turned course, driving them into the centre of the pulsating Core. BANG!

'More power! 'Hmm, the Twin Horned Lighting Dragons... how nice to see them again. And so soon at that.' Ren thought about a memory before pushing it away. 'She really reminds me of her in every way.' As Ren settled in, Reap found a few nuggets of information that had all kinds of Quest options. The Expansion pill was able to be taken once a realm. Doubling his already large Realization pool of energy, he could now defend against the Reformation realm Practitioners. Well, basic ones currently. Three peak Realization Realm Cultivators would be needed to make things difficult for him.

He'd been using up energy cores and replacing them with no restraint. It seemed he had an endless supply of energy cores stored in his void ring. However, what was more impressive was that Wanton showed no signs of mana fatigue. He looked like a brainless barbarian, but he had been fighting with strategy this entire time. He had been using minimal mana and keeping up that level of output for the past three weeks. This relied solely on his talent, multiplying the strength of his attacks. He had confidence in surpassing Xasha's strength eventually, no matter of strong he was.

The Energy Revitalizing Pill, true to its name, was designed to gather and amplify one's core energy. In the heat of battle, warriors' core energies would rapidly drain. When two fighters were evenly matched, the victor was determined by who could sustain their core energy the longest. The Energy Revitalizing Pill was a game-changer, a tiny capsule that could swiftly recharge a warrior's energy. In those do-or-die moments, it was nothing short of a miracle. The potency of the pill, of course, depended on its quality, which ranged from the top-tier first grade down to the common ninth grade. Most pills on the market were the lowest grade, with the occasional eighth grade as the best offering.

Strange arcane runes shimmered across its surface, radiating an ethereal energy. "A monster core!" Chase's eyes burned with excitement. Monster cores were the essence of a beast's entire existence, containing both its lifelong cultivation and ancestral memories. If he consumed and absorbed it, the benefits would be immeasurable!

“The guards who know the right people, who aren’t afraid to bend a few rules… we can get things. Real food, sometimes. From the outside. You seem like a guy who isn’t afraid.” Ronan just grunted. He wasn’t interested in black-market goods. He was interested in the “strain.” A strained system was a vulnerable system. In the Logistics Hub, Kael watched the power readings on his tablet. He saw it clearly. A massive drain of energy, funneling down, deep into the sub-levels. To the Core. The place where the Reapers were made. He also saw that the separate ventilation system for the Creche was drawing more power than usual. It was working harder. Filtering something out? Or putting something in?

*— “The core! The city’s power source. If we overload it, we might seal the Veil.” ***Lies***, the Architect croons. ***She wants to burn you out. A martyr’s death.*** I ignore him. “Lead the way.” --- The core is a pulsating sphere of light suspended in a vaulted chamber, its surface etched with runes that make my teeth ache. The air thrums, the floor vibrating with raw power. Veyra types frantically at a console. “The overload requires a catalyst. Someone to… merge with the core.” Ryland steps forward. “I’ll do it.”

The first slide appeared, and a detailed image of a glowing wolf core rotated slowly on the enormous screen. "The Lunar Regeneration Project was created for one purpose." I paused. "To restore what countless werewolves believed could never be restored." Another click. The screen displayed anatomical diagrams beside medical statistics. "A wolf core is the source of every werewolf's strength. It governs our healing ability, determines the level of our transformation, and supports every aspect of our physical and spiritual power." The room remained completely silent. "When a wolf core suffers severe damage," I continued calmly, pressing the remote again as another slide appeared, "the consequen

CORE OVERHEATING RISK: CRITICAL. My breath hitched. The software was fully upgraded, but the physical infrastructure of the White Mane Pack was too old, too primitive. If I forced 100% of my dragon fire into those weathered runestones, they wouldn't form a shield—they would literally detonate, leaving the entire territory completely defenseless. I needed a temporary processing hub. A massive, high-capacity battery that could handle the sheer bandwidth of my power and distribute it across the grid. I turned back to look at Xander.