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

Alvin took a deep breath—it was the blue fat man, also known as the Void Walker...

After coming to this world, Alvin rarely fought against warlocks, because there were no warlocks in the Alliance at that time. The first group of people who studied the way of warlocks were still hiding in the cellar of the Lamb to be Slaughtered Inn in the Mage District of Stormwind City, secretly reverse-engineering the magic of orc warlocks seized after the two wars.

Among the orcs, the warlocks he met were not able to directly summon these demons, so this was the first time that Alvin met the blue fat man.

"It's the Void Walker! Everyone, pay attention!"

"Voidwalker? What's he for? Isn't he just a slow-moving blue fat guy? Watch me blow him to pieces with one hammer!"

Kurdlan screamed and rushed forward waving the Storm Hammer.

"Come back! Don't get into close combat!"

Alvin remembered that the blue fat man would slowly move towards the warlock. If he touched the warlock himself, it would cause an explosion and cause the entire group to lose health.

Now the blue fat guy isn't heading towards the warlock, but is moving towards him. Who knows what strange things might happen? So the best way is to stay out of the melee and let the ranged ones take him out!

Alvin quickly selected the skill "Holy Leap" in his mind and pulled the dwarf back to his side. "Caponia, I leave it to you. Blast that fat blue guy!"

"Yes!"

Facing a slow-moving target was like target practice at a magic academy! Calpurnia quickly chanted a spell, and blazing flames gathered at the tip of her staff. A blazing fireball flew out, heading straight for the fat blue man.

At the same time, Alvin also selected the "Punishment" skill icon in his mind and cooperated with Caponia to attack the blue fat man.

“Hiss, hahahaha…”

The exploding fireballs and the continuous punishments continued to weaken the Voidwalker's vitality. The already unstable blue fat man became even more manic, but his slow movement speed limited his performance, and he could only watch his health being slowly depleted.

"boom!!"

Just as the Voidwalker's life was exhausted, his body began to swell up like a blue balloon, and almost in an instant it turned into a huge blue balloon. The blue balloon could not continue to expand and exploded directly on the spot.

But the explosion didn't make any sound. The blue fat man seemed to have created a spherical area with a radius of more than two meters, and then swallowed up everything in the area...

"Damn, a void bomb! Luckily I didn't go over there!"

"It was Alvin who saved you, otherwise you might have been left with only half of your body."

Yrel ruthlessly exposed Kurdran.

But things were far from over. More and more points began to tear the space apart. The powerful suction sucked the orcs in the tunnel all over the place. But no matter how they struggled, they were still torn apart by the singularity, and then turned into more Void Walkers and walked out!

"He's sacrificing his own people to summon the Voidwalker! Green Shadow, quickly transform into human form. Let's work with Caponia to defeat these blue guys!"

Alvin quickly gave the order, "Yrel, Danath, Kurdran, rush over and kill that warlock immediately! If he continues to summon like this, we will all be swallowed by the void explosion!"

"Capture the leader first! This is exactly what I want to do! Let's go!" Kurdlan shouted loudly, moving his short legs quickly and running towards the warlock.

Green Shadow also turned back into human form, and he and Calpurnia Alvin stood back to back and launched an attack on the Voidwalkers that were pouring in from all directions.

Alvin selected several skill icons in his mind. Now it was a critical moment. The void explosion was no joke. If he was really taken away, no healing magic could save him.

"Shadow Form, Void Burst, Void Torrent, Shadow Crash, Void Arrow, Destroy!"

Alvin unleashed all the explosives he could almost instantly, causing countless silent explosions around him and circular craters to appear around him.

The three people on Kurdlan's side were not idle either. They quickly charged to the circular hall. If they could not interrupt the warlock's spell, they would eventually face endless void explosions.

"Orc! Your life will end here! The Wildhammer dwarves will take your tusks and make them trophies!"

Kurdran stood in the front, with Yrel and Danath beside him. The three of them slowly approached the orc warlock.

The warlock still had that expressionless face. He glanced at Kurdlan and said, "My name is Master Vopir!"

It was the Common Tongue with a heavy accent, a voice Kurdran knew all too well, it was him who tortured himself.

Wopil slowly took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body. He knocked his staff on his body, making a bang-bang sound.

"I haven't been to Azeroth, but I've heard that you once defeated Gul'dan's Horde. Humph, this all ends today. You will be the first Azerothian I kill, but you won't be the last. You will all die here!"

Kurdran looked at the familiar ugly face of Vorpil, which had something strange painted on it. Although he was a warlock, the orc's muscles were definitely no less than any orc warrior under his command.

He threw his staff aside and lowered his body into a fighting stance.

It seems that he wants a glorious duel.

Kurdran's blood boiled and he threw his hammer to the ground. He decided to give the orc Vorpil a glorious death.

The dwarf patted his chest and said, "Very good, you are not a coward. I am Kurdran, the commander of the Alliance Griffin Knights. Unlike you, I have killed many orcs. You are not the first and you will not be the last!"

After saying that, the dwarf clenched his fists, rushed towards the orc, and threw an uppercut.

Vopir blocked Kurdlan's punch with both arms, then changed his claws into claws and grabbed Kurdlan's arm.

Kurdlan screamed and struggled to break free. When he looked at his arm, he saw five bloody streaks. The orc laughed and licked the blood on his nails.

Kurdran was filled with rage and did not retreat. Instead, he clenched his hands and smashed at Vorpil. The orc did not expect that the dwarf would not retreat at all after being injured. He was hit on the thigh by a punch and cried out in pain.

Vorpil took a step back, and Kurdran didn't want to give his enemy any chance to breathe, so he lowered his head and kicked lower, this time directly kicking the orc's calf.

The orc screamed and squatted down to cover the place where he was kicked. Kurdlan took the opportunity to punch the descending orc in the face.

The punch was extremely heavy. Wopil screamed and flew backwards. His mouth twisted and several teeth came out with a "puff". His mouth was full of blood and even his face was twisted.