I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

"Let's do it."

Alvin ordered.

Irel nodded, bowed to the pile of white bones in front of him, and then began to move the bones around.

This is the southwest side of the Bone Wasteland. Not far away are the ruins of Auchindoun on the ground. Judging from the appearance of the ruins, there must have been an explosion from underground, which destroyed the entire building, leaving only some tall walls and stone pillars.

The ground was littered with gray-white bones, which made a crackling sound when people walked on them.

According to the Draenei, these skeletons should be the remains of the Draenei ancestors. Because of the huge explosion, countless corpses buried underground in Auchindoun were blown all over the sky.

At that time, the Draenei were defeated and could not even take care of their own lives, so how could they have the time to collect the body of their ancestors?

The orcs didn't care at all. In order to find a legendary Draenei artifact, they went to great lengths in Auchindoun. They had to open the coffins and turn the bodies upside down, and then dumped the bodies in the wilderness.

Later, they were eaten by vultures and other scavenger birds. After a long time, only white bones were left, and the entire area around Auchindoun became a place covered with bones.

The Draenei can gain some practical insights through communication with their ancestors, which is part of the Draenei cultural custom.

When Irel thought of the former glory of Auchindoun and saw its current ruins, he couldn't help but feel sad, and tears fell to the ground.

A cold wind suddenly began to blow around. Although the sun was still high in the sky, it became gloomy and cold here. Caponia shivered in the cold wind and accidentally saw something. She was so scared that she quickly grabbed Alvin's hand.

Alvin followed the chattering elf's hand and saw a faint green light emanating from the nearby ruins of Auchindoun. The light gradually spread, transforming into translucent spirits...

It's a bright day in the sky, and yet there's a ghost in broad daylight?!

Looking at the ghosts, they seemed to be coming for the crying Iriel, and Alvin immediately understood what was going on.

"The dead are gone. If the living miss the deceased too much, it will only make the deceased uneasy and deepen their resentment. The accumulated resentment will only haunt the living."

Alvin chose the skill "Holy Nova" in his heart and used the surging power of holy light to dispel the haze here.

Iri suddenly shuddered, as if he had recovered from some controlled emotion. He immediately calmed himself down, muttered something, moved the bones while looking for the entrance, and his tears stopped flowing.

Alvin could only understand a few words, the general meaning of which should be something like the Draenei's afterlife mantra.

Soon, a bluestone slab appeared.

A look of surprise appeared on Yirel's face.

"right here!"

Several Alliance soldiers rushed forward and moved the stone slab away, revealing a downward slanting passage. A foul and rotten smell rushed up, choking the people around them and forcing them to retreat with their faces covered.

"Sorry it's been too long, no one."

"fine,"

Alvin laughed.

"This shows that this place is really well hidden. It seems that it has not been discovered for such a long time since it was covered by the stone slab last time. Is everyone ready?"

He looked at everyone and everyone nodded.

"I'll go ahead, and you guys follow me, Tasreza. I'll take care of the rest."

"rest assured!"

Danas put the two-handed axe on his back, hugged the elven ranger in his arms, patted his back hard, and turned into the dungeon.

Tasretha was stunned. Perhaps the elves had never had friends of other races in their lives. She was stunned by Danas's sudden action and was unable to recover for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, Yrel, Calpurnia, and Green Shadow filed in. Alvin looked back at Solanlian and Akalitrassa, nodded slightly, turned around and caught up with the main force.

It was very narrow at first, but after walking down about fifty steps, the cave suddenly became wider.

The light from the torches held by Danath and Yrel illuminated the tunnel interior.

The two of them walked at the front of the team. The space was wide enough for more than a dozen people to walk side by side, and it was high enough. On the sides were overturned stone slabs and coffins, some of which were half buried in the ground. Flames were dancing, indicating that there was a slight breeze blowing, casting the shadows of the people on the ground in irregular dances. The cave was filled with the smell of corruption and dust, and a suffocating oppression filled the entire tunnel.

Green Shadow had transformed into a Night Blade Leopard and was following behind Alvin to cover his retreat. Caponia stood beside Alvin, holding his hand tightly.

The girl's hands were a little cold, and she seemed very uncomfortable with such a depressing environment.

“It’s spacious and bright, and the building is very good…”

"The explosion destroyed everything." Iriel's face was a little gloomy, but she spoke more and more fluently.

"Yes, I think the ogre can walk on stilts."

Alvin said, "This is the only way. It seems we don't have any choice. Let's move forward. In another hour, Solanlian and the others will launch a feint attack. We must go deep enough."

Everyone nodded, and Danas began to move forward, torch in hand.

"Alvin, what is Ippondo?"

Calpurnia shook his hand and asked,

"Well, it's the name of a magic club..."

"Magic society? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Well, they're all low-level societies that study some low-level magic. For example, they can make men hard, make women cry, and develop some strange magic props..."

"Is that so interesting? It sounds like some hardening and water-making magic. What do the magic items do?"

Alvin was helpless. This little elf was a magic nerd and loved to ask questions whenever the topic of magic came up!

He didn't want to say anything, but he noticed that Danas was also looking at him, and Green Shadow was nudging him with his nose from behind, as if urging him to speak faster...

Alvin coughed twice in a mock manner.

"That magic item... is just like their club's name, it makes people follow the same path and rush straight to the end..."

When Caponia wanted to continue asking, their road came to an end and a stone door appeared in front of them.

There was a lot of dust on the stone door. People's movements caused the air to flow, blowing the dust down and revealing the original appearance of the stone door. It was the same one that Alvin had used in the Draenei temple before, but it had been in this dark underground all year round, without the sunlight, and looked gray and foggy.

"You guys, step back, I'll open the door."

Yrel hung her warhammer at her waist and leaned in with the torch, searching for something on the wall next to the door frame. Soon she smiled.

"Just like I remember."

She turned a twist switch clockwise once, then counterclockwise half a circle. The stone door actually made a rattling sound and vibrated, then slowly opened.

"Inside is the Auchenai, the crypts, the tombs of the high priests of the Draenei. We must pass through here."

When Danas heard Yrel say that the tomb was behind the door, he swallowed nervously.

Like most Alliance warriors, Danas wasn't afraid of enemies he could crush with a hammer, even if they were far stronger than him. However, he still felt a deep-seated fear of those untouchable and invulnerable ghosts...

Green Shadow was fine. She had explored the sunken temple with Alvin before, and it was hard to say which was more terrifying, the troll mummies or the draenei zombies. But Calpurnia was terrified. She had completely lost the energy she had when she first set out. She practically huddled in Alvin's arms, almost closing her eyes...

"Squeak..."

The stone door made strange noises and began to open gradually, revealing rows of messy coffins.