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

Alvin and several girls sat on the back of the little red dragon. The doomsday scene around them terrified everyone.

The air was not safe either. The rolling clouds in the sky might bring down thunder and lightning at any time. A black dragon carrying many Alliance soldiers was struck by lightning and fell down screaming. Those poor guys fell into the cracked earth and were then submerged by the flowing lava.

Several girls were frightened and their faces turned pale.

Alvin yelled, "Don't let your guard down! Shoot down the flying rocks and flames!"

The mages and dragons had to gather their strength again and attack the dangerous splashes flying around them, always keeping an eye on the dark clouds above their heads and flying to avoid lightning.

This time, the black dragons used all their strength and flew at an extremely fast speed. They soon arrived at the border between Shadowmoon Valley and Terokkar Forest.

Alvin almost broke his knuckles by pinching himself.

Although the girls were sitting on the back of the little red dragon, the apocalyptic scene around them still made them look pale.

The scales of the little red dragon Akalitraza beneath her became scorching hot due to her excessive use of strength.

The thunderstorm clouds rolling over Shadowmoon Valley were like a clenched fist, and blue-purple arcs of electricity wandered between the folds of the clouds, as if the gods were striking the sky with silver hammers.

"There are three blocks of lava on the left! Solanlian, shoot them down!"

Alvin's roar, wrapped in the golden light of the sacred fire, made the elven wizard huddled behind him tremble all over.

"Roger that!"

The elf aimed the tip of her Scepter of Sargeras at the crimson boulder flying towards Akalitrassa's dragon wings and breathed out a thick breath of frost.

The ice arrow quickly exploded the stray bullet, and the flames and ice collided, erupting into a huge amount of rising steam.

"Fuck, this is the end of the world, right?!"

"Everyone, keep your heads down!"

Akalitha suddenly folded her wings and dived to avoid the lightning falling from the thunderstorm clouds.

But Alvin heard Calpurnia's scream behind him.

He turned around and found that Calpurnia was holding her staff with trembling fingers and pointing into the distance.

"They, they were hit by lightning!"

Calpurnia said in a trembling voice.

Alvin looked into the distance. His eyesight was not as good as the elves', but he could still see the outline clearly.

A black dragon that had been walking parallel to them was now falling, and the Alliance soldiers on it were also falling from the sky with screams, like dumplings, and directly into the surging lava river on the surface.

Alvin saw that the fallen black dragon twitched only a few times, and its hard obsidian scales melted like sugar, revealing the boiling organs inside the black dragon's body.

"Dodge the lightning! Smash the stray bullets!"

Onyxia let out a huge dragon roar, and her voice was clear and loud even in the roaring world.

Akalitha suddenly rolled over violently, and Alvin bit his tongue due to the sudden shaking.

"This blood really does taste like rust!"

Immediately afterwards, a bolt of lightning struck along its original trajectory, and the smell of ozone exploding in the air reminded him of the smell of hydrogen peroxide he had smelled in the hospital in his previous life.

"Keep the arc formation! Be careful to avoid!"

Alvin grabbed the dragon scales with one hand to stabilize his body, and used magic with the other hand to shatter the flying stones. The thunder just now made his scalp numb.

He looked forward and saw Ranger Captain Alleria, who was flying in front with Turalyon, showing her might.

The lithe elven ranger didn't use his hands to support himself at all. He stood firmly behind Nefarian with one foot in front of the other. He shot arrows from the longbow in his hand like a string of arrows, detonating sulfur fireballs flying in the air.

Her fair skin had long been blackened by the flames, and every time the arrow pierced the burning gravel, a string of emerald-like evil fire would bloom under the dark sky.

As Akalitrasza carried everyone spiraling up between two conflicting air currents, Alvin finally looked back and saw the entire picture of the devastated Shadowmoon Valley - the dark temple that once stood there was now like broken pottery, and the lava gushing out of countless abyssal cracks was like the blood vessels of the creator god.

And in the front, the withered treetops of Terokkar Forest were flickering in the morning mist, like a string of phosphorescent fire at the junction of reality and nightmare.

"Hold on! We're going through the eye of the thunderstorm!"

Akalisra suddenly retracted the scales on her abdomen, and Alvin quickly put a layer of "Power Word Shield" on all the dragons in the range.

To be honest, the scene of more than a dozen giant dragons with golden bubble shields unfolding on their bodies is quite spectacular.

Immediately afterwards, several lightning bolts struck the shield at the same time. Alvin felt his body numb, and then the dragon flew completely out of the thunderstorm area.

Green Shadow's silver hair had all stood up due to static induction. The Paladin, Irel, also closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, as if praying to the holy light.

When everyone emerged from the other side of the cloud, smoke was still coming out of Akalitrassa's left claw.

The cracking of the earth around him and the stray bullets flying in the air had become much less frequent, and Alvin finally let go of his worries.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked down to find that the dragons had actually flown to the border of Terokkar Forest and Shadowmoon Valley.

"The black dragon's will to survive is still very strong..." He smiled wryly and stroked Akalitrassa's dragon scales. "It seems everyone is giving it their all."

Akalitraza immediately exhaled a breath of fire, and the little red dragon's muscles rippled like steel cables under her palm, and her left claw, which had been burned when it broke through the thunderstorm, curled up.

Alvin was heartbroken when he saw this and immediately used healing magic to help the little red dragon recover.

At this moment, some small black dots on the distant land suddenly came into view.

Alvin took a closer look and discovered that on the tundra at the edge of the forest, which was shaking violently, dozens of brown figures were staggering and dancing with the earthquake waves.

"Akaritasa! Nine o'clock!"

Alvin quickly used the "Mind Vision" skill to gain vision of Akalitrassa.

Through the red dragon's farsightedness, he saw an orc woman carrying a baby being swallowed by the crack, and a white-haired orc grandmother trying in vain to push away a huge rock that was pressing down on a wounded orc.

The green shadow of the Kaldorei elf huddled behind Elwyn, its pointed ears twitching slightly. "By Elune! It's the exiles of the Mag'har... Wait, that totem! It's the clan of Grandmother Gaiaan!"

“The heat of their life is fading.”

Alvin also discovered that it was the Mag'har orcs led by Grandmother Gaiaan!

She had said before that they wanted to go to Nagrand, but they had too many wounded and were moving too slowly, so they had only just reached Terokkar!

Akalitha's voice mingled with the whistling wind, "Brother Alvin, do you want to turn back and rescue them? With the current load... it shouldn't be a problem!"

Alvin didn't think for long. A dazzling golden light flashed in his eyes: "Descend! We have to take these guys with us!"

"That Gaiaan grandmother may be the key to whether we can return home!"

When the hurricane caused by the sixty-foot dragon wings crushed the entire fern forest, Alvin witnessed the cruelest picture of survival - eight wounded orcs were crushed to death by boulders, the armless orc warrior was still chopping the earthquake cracks with his teeth while biting the stone axe, and Grandmother Gaiaan was holding high her oak staff and engaging in a visible magical tug-of-war with the boiling magma, protecting the children and the sick among them.

"In the name of the Holy Light!"

Alvin turned over and jumped off the dragon's neck. There seemed to be lava flowing under the scorched earth, burning the soles of his feet.

The priest waved his dagger and drew the "Word of Truth: Barrier" in mid-air, temporarily solidifying the collapse within a radius of a hundred feet.

"Everyone on the dragon's back! Now!"

The defensive circle formed by the Mag'har warriors suddenly stagnated.

Grandmother Gaiaan raised her oak staff and pointed it at Alvin.

“Is it the Alliance? What are you going to do?”