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

Accompanied by Turalyon's roar, the Alliance warriors launched a charge towards the main gate of the Dark Temple like a landslide and tsunami.

Alvin stood on the dragon's back and selected the "Halo" skill icon in his mind.

A circle of dazzling light emerged from Alvin's body, fell from the sky, and spread around as it landed on the ground.

The halo grew brighter and brighter until it became as dazzling as daylight, illuminating the entire Shadowmoon Valley.

Wherever the halo passes, all darkness is dispelled and all shadows are illuminated.

The Alliance warriors covered by the halo all felt a surge of strength from deep within their bodies, as if the courage was born from the heart, and they rushed towards the orcs' positions with roars.

The orcs covered by the halo were in a miserable state. Their bodies seemed to be burned by high heat, and their eyes were dazzled so that they could not open them. They all avoided the light. The evil warlocks of the Shadow Council were trembling constantly due to the dazzling light.

When the halo spread to its maximum range, the orcs who thought that this terrible magic had ended discovered in despair that the halo actually shrank back to its original shape!

Until the range was reduced to the feet of that hateful human, the halo that had shrunk to a point spread out again.

The orcs cried for their parents, covered their eyes and fled in all directions. The wolf cavalry supervisors in the rear angrily beheaded several orcs who abandoned their positions and retreated without permission, and only then did they manage to hold the position back.

The halo spread three times in a row before finally ending. At this time, Turalyon had led the Alliance warriors to rush into the temple gate and the orc line under the protection of the halo, chopping down rows of orcs like cutting melons and vegetables.

Until a tall figure jumped down from a great height and swung a battle axe more than a person's height to the left and right. Several of the fastest-moving Alliance warriors had no room to resist at his hands and were beheaded in an instant.

The man looked like a human, but his pale face, stiff skin, cold and inhuman appearance, and dark red armor all showed that he was not a normal person at all.

Immediately afterwards, a group of guys dressed similarly jumped into the gate, blocking Turayang and completely blocking the way.

"Taron Gorefiend! It's the Death Knight who attacked Dalaran!"

Seeing this guy on the dragon's back, Caponia immediately recognized him. He was the one who attacked Dalaran!

"You and your humble Holy Light are useless here! Alliance!"

The Blood Demon placed his axe beside him, and everyone could see clearly that it was not an axe, but a spherical weapon with several layers of sharp blades, more like a sledgehammer.

But everyone can see that death is actually a bit weak inside.

Although he used his cloak to cover most of his body, the rotten flesh on his face, which had long been stiff, was twisted in pain due to the burns of the holy light, and several parts of his body were burned by the flames of the holy light.

"Monster, you deserve to die here because of your filthy and perverse ways. Come up here and let me see how much you weigh!"

As Turalyon spoke, he put away the broken sword and drew his warhammer.

The Blood Demon chuckled, his dirty cloak shaking with his laughter.

Suddenly, the Blood Demon pulled out the strange hammer with both hands, leaped towards Turalyon, and chopped off Turalyon's head with the hammer.

Turalyon dodged back, thrusting his hammer forward.

"duang!"

The collision of metals made an earth-shaking sound and sent sparks flying. The two men started wrestling with their weapons, and for a moment they were evenly matched.

"Die! Paladin!"

The Death Knight didn't expect that Turalyon's strength could withstand his attack. In shock and anger, he quickly chanted a spell and pointed his finger. A ball of black magic pierced Turalyon at close range.

Turalyon immediately activated the holy light to protect his body, but the evil magic was like a big hand, which bounced his holy light away and twisted his neck with a slap.

"what......"

Turalyon's face turned ashen due to suffocation. The evil power suppressed him and made it impossible for him to breathe.

He struggled violently and fell off his horse, but even so, not a breath of air entered his lungs.

The entire battlefield became silent, with only the hoarse laughter of the Death Knight reaching Turalyon's ears.

Am I going to die?

Turalyon was in unbearable pain at this time. The dark magic completely dispelled the holy light on his body, squeezing his body like a huge sandbag, and then entered his body, turning into small needles to stimulate his internal organs, causing severe pain all over his body.

Alvin watched carefully in mid-air. He originally wanted to go straight to the dragon and land on the rooftop of the Dark Temple, but he found that Turalyon was at a disadvantage.

The giant crossbow deployed on the rooftop kept shooting into the air. Onyxia dodged left and right and could not get close for a while.

"I'll go help Turalyon first, Green Shadow and Solanlian come with me!"

Alvin immediately gave the order,

"Onyxia, Alkaritasza, clear out those ballistae and warlocks first! Come pick me up later!"

"Yes!"

The green shadow transformed on the back of the black dragon, and instantly a storm crow appeared, flying down from the dragon's back with Alvin and Solanlian.

Onyxia quickly led the dragons in a devastating attack on the large military facility of the Black Temple.

"Turalyon, hold on!"

Alvin saw Turalyon's face turn purple. Although only a few seconds had passed, Alvin, who had experience fighting against Death Knights, understood the feeling of suffocation.

He quickly selected the skill icon of Void Torrent in his mind, and a ball of black shadow energy shot out from his hand and hit the Death Knight's chest directly.

The Blood Demon was walking towards Turalyon with a sinister grin. As long as he killed the Alliance commander, their morale would be greatly undermined!

Suddenly, the sky above him darkened and a ball of black shadow energy fell from the sky and hit his chest.

"Um!!!"

A hoarse and hollow scream came from the blood demon's broken vocal cords, knocking him to the ground.

Turayang's pressure suddenly eased, and he could finally see everything clearly.

The suffocating feeling made him feel as if he had experienced several hours. When he saw everything clearly, Turalyon was surprised to find that the Blood Demon had been knocked to the ground.

"You can't kill me!"

The Blood Demon roared and tried to use his warhammer to support himself to stand up. He was a little annoyed that he had lost the best opportunity to kill the Alliance commander.

"It's you that damn it!"

Turalyon swung his warhammer and smashed it against the top of the Blood Demon's head before he could fully stand up.

The Blood Demon did not try to block Turalyon's attack, but instead smashed his hammer into Turalyon's chest.

Two loud bangs erupted, and Turayang spat out a mouthful of blood. He took a few steps back before he could steady himself.

The Bloodseeker wasn't much better either. Turalyon was certain he had smashed the Death Knight's helmet and felt the crack of his skull.

"I am already a dead man. How can you kill a dead man?"

The blood demon now looked horrifying. His helmet had been broken, revealing a half-smashed, rotten head with pale hair mixed with rotten flesh, and an eyeball hanging in the eye socket.

"Monster, I will send you back to where you belong."