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

"Wow!"

There was a chaos in the room. Some people covered their faces, some looked at Alvin with a smile, and even Iriel's face turned red. His originally blue face turned dark blue, and his little tail shook rapidly like an electric fan.

Alvin's old face turned a little red, but when he thought about it, it seemed like Onyxia was bragging about herself, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about. After all, with the blessing of the dragon blood of three dragons, it would be a waste if it didn't work.

"What the hell? Isn't Alvin awesome? What are you all laughing at?"

A simple voice sounded amidst the laughter. It turned out to be Calpurnia, who was looking up with her pretty face, asking questions in confusion. She really couldn't figure out what Alvin was trying to do.

"Sister Green Shadow, what exactly is this?"

She asked while pulling Green Shadow, and the smiling Kaldorei froze, his face flushed and he could no longer smile.

"Sister, tell me quickly, what are you all laughing at?"

Green Shadow raised his head and saw that everyone was looking at him as if they were watching a good show. His face turned even redder, but the little sister asked him urgently and he had to explain. He had to bite his lip, glared at Alvin, lowered his head and whispered in Calpurnia's ear.

"Hmm, Hmm,"

Caponia nodded and listened. At first, he could respond twice, but the more he listened, the more frightened he became. From time to time, he secretly glanced at Alvin, and his eyes changed. After listening, he whispered a few words in Green Shadow's ear, as if to confirm something. Green Shadow looked at Alvin helplessly and finally nodded.

Calpurnia's face was filled with sudden realization, and he looked at Alvin with admiration.

Although I don’t know what they said, I seem to know it!

"Then I want to try it today..."

"..."

Silent all night.

That night, Kudlan took a bottle of wine and pulled Danas to talk to Alvin, but was stopped by Danas.

Kurdlan was puzzled. "He can't just go to sleep, right? We're all comrades who fought together. What's wrong with chatting with him?"

"Quack! Idiot! Dwarf Idiot!"

Before Danas could speak, the crowman Grezik on his shoulder started yelling,

"You damn big parrot, I'm going to pull all your feathers out!"

As Kurdlan spoke, he jumped up and tried to pull the crow man down.

Danas smiled and said, "We've been apart for so long. Didn't you see the way his close friends looked at Alvin? It was as if they wanted to eat him! Don't bother them. There are even two dragons in that room!"

Kurdlan shuddered, looking at the window of Alvin's room illuminated by the dim oil lamp, and said with lingering fear: "God, I hope Brother Alvin can survive this night..."

The next morning at dawn, Alvin walked out of the room. Kurdlan, who was fetching water to wash in the camp, was shocked. Alvin looked energetic with a happy smile on his face, without any signs of a big battle.

"Good morning, Kurdlan. Did you have a good rest?"

"Okay, okay...what about you?"

"Very good, thank you for your concern."

Is this a gifted talent?

In Kurdlan's eyes, Alvin's image instantly became more than a hundred stories taller.

Everyone got up quickly, packed up a little, had breakfast, and then set off.

The reason why Alvin is so leisurely is, of course, because Alvin is confident enough to catch up with the main force quickly, because he has the Black Dragon!

The black dragons covering the sky took off one after another and flew towards the direction where Turalyon and his men had advanced the night before.

Alvin and his companions rode on a huge black dragon, like a black comet dancing in the sky, flying quickly towards Shadowmoon Valley.

Soon the black dragons crossed the forest and entered the ruins of Auchindoun. The view of the ruins from the sky was very shocking.

The buildings in the ruins have been eroded by time and are in a dilapidated state. The ancient stone walls and towers lie there quietly like sleeping giants.

The broken stone road twists and turns, as if leading to an unknown abyss.

Everything in the ruins was shrouded in a thin layer of gray mist, with some vague ghosts floating in it, making the whole scene look even more mysterious and lonely.

Yrel gently cupped his hands around his heart, as if bidding a final farewell to his fallen compatriots in Auchindoun.

With the gentle flapping of the black dragon's wings, they passed the edge of Terokkar Forest.

The trees in the forest are tall and dense, and their crowns are like a green ocean with surging waves.

The sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, creating mottled light and shadows.

The creatures in the forest jumped among the treetops, making all kinds of cheerful calls.

"Quack! That's Skettis Glade! The home of the raven folk!"

Elwyn looked down. Veil Skettis stood deep in the forest like a black castle.

Those tall and ancient trees have trunks as thick as giants' arms and crowns like huge umbrellas, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The giant trees in the forest were cleverly connected together by the Crow People to form huge canopy platforms on which they built their homes.

When the black dragon flew over, the crow people seemed to be disturbed from their peaceful life.

Their figures peeked out from between the treetops, their eyes fixed on the black dragon and Alvin in the sky.

Some of the Crowmen had even knelt down to pray, their eyes filled with awe.

These crow people who have lost the ability to fly have a deep worship and awe for the sky.

Grezik fluttered his wings and croaked, "Lord Alvin, Lord Danas! Come visit the Crow's Nest when you have time! Welcome! Welcome!"

The black dragon deliberately circled in the sky several times before carrying them to continue flying towards the distant sky.

However, as they passed the edge of the forest and entered Shadowmoon Valley, everything changed.

Shadowmoon Valley is a basin surrounded by high mountains. The surrounding peaks are like huge screens, completely blocking out the sunlight.

The sky here is a deep blue, as if a huge sapphire is embedded in the sky.

The earth is also covered with the same blue, which is a unique sight formed by the reflection of the sky.

Everything in Shadowmoon Valley was shrouded in a mysterious shadow, making the whole world seem quiet and deep. As he flew, the full picture of Shadowmoon Valley gradually appeared before his eyes.

The sound of fighting came from afar. This noisy sound did not match the quiet environment at all.

"Alvin, there's a fight on the ground ahead! It seems Turalyon's men are at war with the Horde!"

Solanlian looked forward. The elves had excellent vision and could see very far away. Alvin quickly used "Mind Vision" to synchronize the vision of Onyxia under him.

Sure enough, at the bottom of the valley ahead, a fierce battle was going on.

Turalyon's alliance forces engaged in a desperate confrontation with a group of ferocious orcs.

The soldiers of the Alliance Army were wearing armor and holding spears and shields. Their movements were uniform and they had obviously undergone rigorous training.

The orcs are known for their strong physique and brutal fighting style. They have green skin, and the warriors are armed with huge axes and hammers, and every swing is accompanied by a deafening roar.

In the center of the battle, Turalyon's figure was particularly conspicuous.

He wore armor that shone with magical light and wielded a huge, broken sword.

Every swing of his sword was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, as if it was tearing the air apart. Under his command, the Alliance Army's defense line was as solid as iron. Despite the fierce attack of the orcs, they still maintained their formation.

"Prepare for battle, brothers!"

Alvin was looking down at all this from high in the sky. He couldn't just sit back and watch the battle continue.

"Support Turalyon! Defeat the Horde!"