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

"Stop this guy! Don't let him get close to me!"

"Ouch! Ouch!!!!"

Ner'zhul floated in mid-air and saw three people coming out of the cave.

The human being in front had already raised his head, and that appearance was exactly the same as the old shaman had seen in his dreams countless times.

It was he who suddenly appeared and crushed the Horde's second invasion of Azeroth. Countless orcs died at his hands. The Horde in his hands could have been glorious again, but it was destroyed by this young human.

The orcs are going berserk, and the warchief is about to open the void portal, and cannot be interrupted at this juncture!

"Kill humans!"

The light inside the magic shield suddenly became dim and distorted, and the orc soldiers rushed forward shouting, waving their weapons and attacking the three uninvited guests.

The moment Alvin raised his head, his eyes immediately penetrated the crowd and met Ner'zhul's gaze.

At this moment, it seemed as if he had transcended time and space. Alvin felt that everything he had done before seemed to be in preparation for today.

He didn't want to have any regrets. He had met lovers and friends along the way, and he couldn't let them down.

Elwyn pointed his dagger at Ner'zhul and shouted, "Stop Ner'zhul!"

As the orcs roared and charged, Alvin took a deep breath and began to chant an ancient spell.

As he chanted the spell, circles of holy light burst out from his body. These lights were like burning flames, quickly entangling the orcs that were rushing towards him.

The orcs howled in pain, and their bodies touched by the light seemed to have suffered severe damage and fell to the ground one after another.

"Holy Nova!"

Even the most basic magic has become extremely harmful under the blessing of Alvin's powerful magic power.

At this time, Alvin continued to use Holy Nova to advance. The orcs who didn't know how to live or die kept rushing up like dense cockroaches, but were constantly repelled by the flames.

The Green Shadow performed Transfiguration the moment he followed Alvin into the protective shield.

She had long since transformed into a majestic giant bear, her huge body full of power.

The giant bear's fur gleamed with a mysterious luster in the dim light, and its eyes burned with anger towards the orcs.

"Ow!"

The giant bear roared to the sky, then rushed forward, and the ground trembled slightly with every step it took.

The orcs' attacks rained down on him, but Green Shadow was not afraid. She swung her huge bear paws, sweeping and hitting hard, knocking away the approaching orcs.

"Hold them!"

The orcs shouted loudly, and the warriors picked up their axes and chopped at the giant bear's weaker hind legs.

"Half Hamstring, hurry up and do it! We can't let this guy charge!"

The orcs quickly formulated a strategy, hoping to restrict the giant bear's movements and then overwhelm her with human wave tactics.

But suddenly, a red circular magic circle appeared under the feet of the green shadow. The magic circle kept spinning, and the magic emitted from the runes knocked away all the approaching orcs.

It turned out that it was Yrel who was standing behind the Green Shadow, holding up his hammer and casting the "Blessing of Freedom" on the Green Shadow.

Yrel's hammer shines with holy light, and he exudes an awe-inspiring sacred aura.

A soft light enveloped the giant bear Green Shadow, and Green Shadow suddenly felt her body lighter and stronger. She shuttled through the group of orcs like a whirlwind, and nothing could stop her.

The orcs didn't expect that the three people who came in were so powerful. The powerful close combat ability that they had always been proud of was completely useless.

In the fierce battle, an orc shouted, "Throw the spears! Throw the axes! Kill the humans first!"

The orcs were natural warriors, and they quickly changed their tactics after being reminded.

If melee combat doesn't work, they switch to ranged combat. They all threw their weapons at Alvin, who looked the weakest.

These weapons flashed coldly in the sunlight, and with the sound of breaking wind, they flew towards Alvin as densely as raindrops.

A trace of panic flashed in Alvin's eyes. What he feared most was physical attacks. Being stuck in close combat was a very annoying thing.

A barrage of weapons were thrown at him, leaving him with nowhere to dodge. He was just about to use "Dissipate" to block this round of attacks, but at the critical moment, Irel suddenly turned around and raised his warhammer again.

She held her heart with one hand, muttered something, and her eyes flashed with a sacred light.

A golden rune flashed between her eyebrows. As she finished chanting the spell, a golden light burst out from her hand and quickly enveloped Alvin.

"Protection Blessing!"

Alvin felt relieved. This was a Paladin's special move that could withstand all physical attacks!

I didn’t expect that Yrel is also a jack of all trades!

The golden light flowed over Alvin's body like running water, forming a thin but solid transparent shield.

This shield exudes a warm and sacred aura, as if it is the blessing of God, making Alvin feel extremely at ease.

The thrown weapons hit the shield one after another, but could not penetrate the golden barrier.

They seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, falling to the ground one after another with crisp sounds.

Alvin just stood there, like an insurmountable mountain, standing firm despite the wind and rain.

The orcs looked at this scene with confusion in their eyes.

They didn't understand why this seemingly weak human could withstand their attacks. In the last war, the orcs didn't get much intelligence about the Paladins.

Alvin took a deep breath and felt the power surging in his body and the increasingly strong vibration of Xal'atath.

He knew that the blessing of protection only lasted for a short time and that he had to inflict heavy damage on the orcs at this time.

Alvin stood in the center of the battlefield, his body blurred by the baptism of shadow energy.

He raised his hands high, as if embracing the darkness of the entire universe.

"Xal'atath, I want more shadows this time! More!"

His voice echoed across the battlefield, and he quickly selected the "Void Burst" skill icon in his mind.

Xal'atath's response was almost immediate. Elvin recalled Xal'atath's voice in his mind—"Pure Shadow Form."

Originally, each transformation only gave Alvin a limited amount of shadow energy to prevent him from being consumed by this power.

But now, the blessing of the three dragon bloods has made his abilities take a qualitative leap.

Sarathrassa released more shadow energy than ever before, and these energies rushed through his body, becoming more concentrated and powerful.

Blue stripes began to appear on Alvin's dark body, as if stars in the void were twinkling on his skin.

His eyes became as dark as the abyss, without a trace of white, but he could clearly see the magical elements flowing in the air.

What a wonderful feeling...

Although the magic power was colliding violently, Alvin was extremely calm. He could feel the cold touch brought by this power, and his body seemed to be dragged into an endless dark universe.

However, this coldness did not frighten him, but made him even more excited.

He opened his mouth and began to utter a low roar unconsciously. It was the language of shadows that no mortal could understand.

Then, Alvin activated his Shadow Aura.