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

Akalitrassa's claws suddenly sank into the quicksand-like ground.

The roar of the little red dragon shook the dome of the fans.

A hemispherical energy membrane unfolded before everyone, and a Void Spirit wrapped in stardust bandages appeared, stepping on quantum ripples. The Void Gem on his chest reflected a colorful spectrum.

"The language protocol is being adapted..."

Flesh and mechanical synthesized sounds burst out from the gaps in the ethereal bandages.

The whole space suddenly echoed with dragon language,

Demon language and even Titan runes,

Finally, the ethereal spirit uttered something that the few people could understand: "The racial composition of the visitor has been confirmed to be: humanoids 63%, dragons 22%, and unknown energy entities 15%."

Alvin frowned, the energy body...

Are they talking about Xal'atath?

Rexxar's battle axe was already stained with blood. The Void Spirit's words were undoubtedly an insult to the orcs, but Alvin held down his arm armor.

Alvin raised his hand, and a tiny spark of holy light shone from it. "By the holy light of the Silver Hand, we are but lost travelers."

"Exploring this newly formed continent."

The stardust on the bandages of the Void Spirits suddenly accelerated.

A resonance beyond hearing vibrated within everyone's skull.

The stars beneath their bandages lacked any facial features, and it was unknown how they spoke, but their common language was quite good: "Welcome to the Void Spire, the starfield station of Node Prince Haramad."

"Anyone who wants to do business is welcome here. You happen to be the first guests from this planet to visit here."

The Void Spirits spoke and entered the energy shield backwards without saying anything, and the quantum gate did not close.

Everyone looked at each other.

This should mean that we should keep up, right?

The moment they passed through the quantum folding door, their eyes suddenly blurred.

What appeared before his eyes was a beautiful starry sky city. Several ethereal spirits were stepping on anti-gravity discs and shuttling back and forth under the glass dome. A giant holographic projection was playing the image of a ethereal spirit.

"That's Prince Haramad, the Node, the overlord of the Star Consortium and the master of this place."

Seeing that several people were attracted by the huge projection, Xu Ling introduced it.

"We brought all the soil and plants here. To be honest, the local soil is not suitable for greening."

Amidst the mechanically synthesized speech, Alvin saw four floating coffins passing overhead, sealed with something that was crystallizing.

"These are the remains of the Naaru, so I said, you can buy anything here!"

The remains of the Naaru?

Where did these Aetherials find a dead Naaru?

Alvin was full of questions, but the others were enjoying the visit.

Especially Luying, who likes green and nature, she is extremely happy to be back in the plant-filled environment here.

But soon, Kaldorei's face darkened.

Irwin felt strange and was about to talk to her, but the Aetherials said, "We've arrived at Haramad's mansion."

The throne room of Nexus-Prince Haramad is located atop the largest conical spire in the center of Stormspire.

Entering the gate below the spire, there is a huge furnace that looks like a battery.

Blue energy was swirling in the central furnace visible to the naked eye.

From the trail on the side, you can walk up to the top of the furnace, and then there is an elevator that uses some unknown energy source.

The elevator was a translucent crystal plate. After everyone stepped onto the elevator, the plate quickly floated upwards.

The translucent floor allows you to see the ground getting farther and farther away.

Rexxar suddenly felt a little unwell, his face changed a little, and his throat gurgled. Alvin saw it and swallowed secretly.

I almost forgot that this strong guy is also afraid of heights...

The door behind the elevator opened, revealing the office of Node Prince Haramad.

The air was filled with the scent of chaotic perfume, and the entire room embodied an alien aesthetic that no one had ever seen before.

Alvin's nose twitched slightly and he sneezed.

"This is the fragrance created by the blending of twenty-seven spices from different dimensions. It is a very rare commodity."

When the prince unfolded his cloak inlaid with black hole fragments,

Green Shadow suddenly covered his mouth.

The elves' unique elemental vision allowed her to see the soul threads wriggling inside the cloak.

"Welcome! I didn't expect to have customers so soon. Forgive us for not being fully prepared, but the Star Consortium never disappoints our customers. Please take a look at these fresh goods!"

The prince was very enthusiastic. He summoned a holographic menu with a snap of his fingers, and then showed Alvin and the others all the products in the form of holographic images.

However, one option made Rexxar's fangs creak.

The product was a green-skinned orc warrior, and the label on the side read - high-quality gladiator material, with fel blood.

"Look at the beautiful woman next to you. I know you will be interested in the following products!"

Haramad looked at Alvin, then let out an unpleasant laugh and clapped his hands.

Four shackled alien women were pulled out from behind the dark matter curtain.

A woman with a bird's head and a human body, her feathers are falling off,

There is also a ghost maid,

The most disturbing thing is the shapeshifter that keeps reorganizing its facial parts.

Alvin was really enlightened and quickly waved his hand, asking him to drive these people away.

"It seems our customers are very traditional and lack a desire for novelty. These products are very popular in other places..."

Haramad laughed.

“So what kind of products are customers looking for?”

"We seek an ark capable of crossing the Twisting Nether."

Alvin suppressed his disgust.

"Like... spaceships or something."

The stardust between the prince's bandages suddenly stagnated.

The ethereal follower behind him consciously closed the door.

"So you want a spaceship. Now, what do you want it for? The universe is full of dangers. Traveling in it is not a good idea."

Haramad asked.

"To go home," Alvin said.

"Go home? Forgive me... Even I have never seen a creature like you... Where is your home?"

"Azeroth, the orc warlocks of this world once opened a portal to our world, but that portal is now gone."

"Well, now I understand. Our team also discovered the portal a few days ago, but it closed quickly. Luckily, we set the coordinates, so we were able to rush over."

The Node Prince nodded, and now Alvin understood that this was how these Void Spirits discovered the Outlands.

But Alvin started to worry again.

If the Void Spirits passed through the portal, could it be that the demons in the Twisting Nether also passed through the portal?

Alvin felt a headache when he thought of the Burning Legion. He didn't think he could deal with those terrible things.

"I understand what you mean. It seems that you really need a spaceship that can travel through the universe...but..."

The prince's voice was somewhat embarrassed.

"Our spacecraft ran out of energy upon arrival. I believe you have seen that our furnace is absorbing the energy here, but in my opinion, it is difficult..."

"But there is another way!"

The prince tilted his head.

"My team has discovered some spaceships to the east. You can try your luck there, but my people say there are dangers lurking in there, so you should be careful. If you can retrieve the energy cores of those spaceships, I think I can help you get back online."