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

This is a long and wide corridor with several raised mounds on both sides, covered with bones.

Some coffins broke out of the ground, some were turned out of the ground, throwing the Draenei skeletons inside aside, and some coffins were half in the ground and half exposed outside, which was even more terrifying under the light of the torches.

The road in the middle is quite spacious. The piles of graves have buried most of the road, and only the crystal clear tiles in the middle are exposed, telling of the past glory of Auchindoun.

Alvin was not too scared, as he had seen more terrifying things than the one he was seeing now. But Danas was in trouble. The usually reckless warrior now just wanted to escape from this place as quickly as possible. He slowly reached out to touch his axe on his back, but was held down by a cold hand.

This startled him and he turned around with a yell, only to find it was Yrel, and the draenei shook his head at him.

"Please forgive the dead, our friend has been captured by the evil orcs. We are here to rescue our friend. We will pass through as quickly as possible and not disturb the dead's rest..."

Of course, Yrel spoke in Draenei. After she finished speaking, she bowed to both sides, then whispered, "Hurry, let's go over there."

Danas couldn't wait any longer. He had just screamed like a young wife and felt embarrassed. Now he wanted to save face, so he walked ahead with a torch.

Alvin pulled Calpurnia and followed closely, walking quickly through the long corridor.

"Someone is watching us from behind." Green Shadow's voice sounded behind him. Alvin quickly crossed the end of the corridor and entered a square compartment. When he turned around, he felt a flash in front of his eyes.

The furry paw that was supporting the coffin half-buried in the soil suddenly stretched back.

Alvin rubbed his eyes, thinking he had seen it wrong. He looked again carefully, but it was too far away and too dark to see clearly.

"Fuck, a Draenei bastard?!"

Alvin whispered, "Green Shadow, did you see that?"

His voice attracted the attention of Danas and Yrel, who turned around. Danas stammered, "Alvin, what did you see?"

He didn't say anything, but looked at the green shadow. He completely believed in the dark vision of the night elf druid. If she didn't see it, then it must be his own eyes.

In the end, Lu Yingmo nodded...

"Draenei, big dumpling?"

Yrel asked, tilting her head. She understood the word Draenei, but had no idea what the last three words meant.

"It's a zombie. I just saw a Mao Rongrong claw retracting from the coffin..."

After Alvin finished speaking, everyone fell silent. There were some things that no one was willing to admit, let alone confirm.

"Now what?"

Calpurnia held Alvin's arm. At this moment, she was completely at a loss. "Should we continue forward, or go back and take a closer look?"

"Let's keep moving forward. We can't waste Tasreza and the others' feint attack. If the creatures behind us had any ill intentions towards us, they would have pounced on us long ago. We can only pretend that nothing happened at this point."

"Yeah, I thought so too."

Danas held a battle axe in one hand and a torch in the other. With weapons in hand, he seemed to be much more confident.

"Zombies, right? Listen to me! As long as it's not something like ghosts that can't be cut, anything that comes at me, even if it's the ancestor of the Draenei, I will chop off his skull and use it as a wine glass!"

"Shh!"

Alvin quickly winked at him. It was already this time, and he still dared to talk nonsense?

You know, this place is full of Draenei ghosts. If they really heard about it, they would come over and fight Danas to the death! The key is that they are already dead. So, this business is a loss no matter how you think about it.

What's more, there is a serious Draenei girl next to him.

Alvin wanted to comfort Yrel, but found that she didn't seem to understand at all, and was holding the torch above her head to shine in front of her.

"Just like I remember, it's a spiral staircase,"

Yrel turned 360 degrees and looked up.

"Go up, and you should reach the Bridge of Souls."

"Bridge of Souls?"

"Yes, it's the Draenei's ceremonial bridge. It's a place only the dead can cross. But now, we have to cross it too."

Alvin wondered, could it be the bridge guarded by the big-eyed monster in the Auchenai Crypts?

Now that we've come this far, we can only put the things behind us behind us and keep moving forward. I just hope that guy will realize how powerful we are and stop following us.

He nodded, chanted a spell silently, and cast a "Power Word Shield" on everyone.

"Let's go, be careful."

The stairs spiraled upwards along the wall. It was obvious that there used to be a railing on the side, but it has collapsed now. Only a few stone pillars stood on the side. Several people climbed up along the wall. Soon there was a small corridor. After passing through the corridor, they came to a small room.

But Danas in front stopped for some reason, and Alvin bumped into his back.

"What happened? Why did it stop?"

Alvin asked, Danas's tall body obstructed his vision and he had no idea what was inside the room.

"Ai, Alvin... you, do you think there's a kind of eternal lamp in the world... a candle that can be lit for a very long time and never burns out?"

Danas stammered,

"Is there such a thing? I don't know, you let you let..."

"Then why is there a lit candle here..."

As Danas spoke, he turned to the side, and Alvin then pulled Calpurnia into the room.

The room wasn't big, but the exit was visible. Against the wall stood a strange altar, upon which sat a purple candlestick with three round candles emitting a dim purple glow...

"Is this a candle? Is there someone living here?"

Alvin picked up the candlestick. The candle was almost burned out, and a faint shadow magic came from the wick.

"It's shadow magic!"

Alvin himself is considered a leader in shadow magic, and he has a natural sensitivity to this type of magic.

Someone is casting a spell here!

"Yrel, could there still be living people in here?"

Alvin put the candlestick down and asked as he checked other things for any signs of life.

Yrel shook his head.

"I don't know. At that time, Garrison Commander Maraad took away all the survivors we could find. I can't be sure if there are still survivors."

He took the candlestick from Alvin's hand, looked at it carefully, and suddenly seemed to remember something. He raised the candlestick and carefully examined the base of the candlestick. His face changed.

"It's the Auchenai! This is an Auchenai ritual prop! Oh my god, is there really a draenei still alive? And a noble Auchenai?"

"what is that?"

Danas held a torch beside him, and the bright light made his Mediterranean head feel cool.

"Auchenai, seems to be a priest of the Draenei,"

Alvin explained on the side that he had an impression of this. After arriving at this place, Alvin had roughly remembered it. It was this route, similar to the Auchenai Crypts. There turned out to be a female Draenei here who could accept quests. Going out should be the Bridge of Souls that Yrel mentioned.

"Yes, the Draenei priest, Auchenai!"

Irel held the candlestick excitedly, her hands trembling a little. When she thought that there might be her compatriots surviving in the depths of this place, her voice trembled a little.

"Let's keep going!"

Irel was a little anxious. She couldn't wait to go deep into the water to find her compatriots. Alvin nodded.

"Um... Alvin?"

Danas suddenly asked,

"Tell me, do ghosts have shadows?"

"Ghosts don't have physical bodies, so they can't have shadows, right?"

Alvin asked, "Why do you ask?"

"Then look...why is there an extra shadow on the ground?"

Alvin looked down at Shadow in surprise. Now it was his turn to feel his scalp tingle...

The dim purple candlelight and torchlight cast a chaotic array of shadows, but they were still clearly countable. How could there only be six of them on the ground?!

Who is playing the best sixth man here?

Danas suddenly shouted and threw the battle axe in his hand out with a "whoosh".

This sudden change caused the battle axe to fly over the heads of several people, draw an arc, and then suddenly sink, like a banana ball kicked by a football star, and chopped towards the door through which several people had just entered.

As a result, the axe didn't hit anything, but directly hit the floor tiles, producing a lot of sparks.

"Didn't hit it!" Danas' voice sounded a little disappointed.

The green shadow suddenly jumped, and the cheetah's elegant body leaped into the endless darkness at the door.

"Green Shadow! Don't run away!"

After Alvin reacted, he shouted loudly. He was afraid that Green Shadow would go too far alone.

But surprisingly, the green shadow disappeared for only a few seconds before running back with a strange object in its mouth...