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

"Let me take a look."

With the help of the little red dragon, Irel came to the control console.

Everyone gathered behind her.

It was a translucent display screen, constantly flashing Draenei runes.

Irel placed his palm on the slightly warm surface of the console, and the crystal-textured operating interface immediately began to ripple with blue light.

Draenei runes darted across the transparent display screen like swimming fish, and the star map composed of ancient characters cast tiny spots of light in her light golden pupils.

Akalitha was standing nearby, curiously leaning closer to the screen. "What are these tadpole characters saying?"

"It's not tadpole, it's the ancient Draenei language. I once learned it from Teacher Velen. I didn't expect it to come in handy here..."

Yrel's fingers traced a series of swirling triangle symbols, their fingers illuminating a soft moon-white as they resonated with the runes. "Look at this energy matrix—the ship's systems are in Sacred Key encryption."

"Encryption, how do I activate it?"

Alvin asked, frowning.

"It says above that pure Naaru Holy Light is required to activate it."

Yrel pointed at Alvin's staff. "That's why I said we'll rely on this. You can try to cast Holy Light spells with the staff."

"it is good,"

Alvin nodded and took action immediately.

He held the staff firmly in both hands and injected holy light into the staff. The miniature Naaru crystal on the top of the staff suddenly refracted colorful rainbow light, and the energy-conducting pipes on the dome of the command cabin emitted a resonant hum.

“Did it work?!”

Rexxar and Misha hugged each other tightly. They were used to wandering outside and had never come into contact with these things.

"We're not scared, we're just not used to this feeling!"

The Beast King said as he comforted his baby bear.

The spaceship suddenly trembled violently, as if some giant star beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years was stretching its spine, and spider-web-like holy light patterns appeared on the ground beneath everyone's feet.

Yrel also grabbed Akalissa and Green Shadow while shaking, and quickly stabilized his body: "Alvin, now is the time! Keep outputting Holy Light!"

Alvin originally wanted to stop, but the vibration just now scared him.

But since Irel said so, he slammed his staff to the ground, increasing the output force.

A dazzling golden wave exploded with him as the center.

All the equipment in the command cabin emitted a hymn-like harmony at the same time. The originally dim energy conduit was instantly filled with liquid sunlight, and the Muru Naaru beacon reflected a molten gold luster in the strong light.

“Authentication passed.”

An ancient mechanical female voice announced in the Draenei language, and a holographic star map suddenly rose from the ground, enveloping everyone in a rotating projection of constellations.

The green shadow closest to Alvin had his long silver hair blown upward by the energy flow. "By Elune! This thing is even more powerful than my teacher Staghelm's whirlwind magic!"

At this moment, Irel placed his palm on the emerging control rune and operated it quickly.

Soon, the Draenei girl turned around and said, "Success! The system has been unlocked successfully! Alvin, where are we going now?"

Without thinking, Alvin said, "Nagrand!"

Yrel nodded and spoke clearly in her native tongue, "Set coordinates—Nagrand, Elemental Plateau."

The system's mechanical female voice replied, "Received coordinates, Nagrand Elemental Plateau, moving in three seconds, three, two, one..."

A unique buzzing sound of space folding was heard outside the spaceship, and the purple-red lightning cloud of the void storm was suddenly torn into an emerald crack.

Through the curved observation window, everyone saw countless star trails passing by both sides of the ship like a meteor shower.

This scene lasted for about two or three seconds and then stopped. Everything that had just happened disappeared in an instant like a dream.

When the aftermath of the space vibration subsided, the fragrance of green grass had already permeated the bridge's air circulation system.

The brown bears Misha and Akali Tasha even put their noses against the slightly warm portholes and stared out with their mouths wide open.

Misha's heavy bear paws left mist spots on the porthole. The vertical pupils of Akalitrasa's dragon-like form shrank into two golden lines, reflecting the floating islands cruising among the clouds - those rock peaks lifted by strange buoyancy were casting moving shadows on the spacecraft. The rune pillars on top of the elemental throne were flowing with the indigo glow unique to primitive energy in the twilight.

Everyone, including Alvin, had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

“Already… here?”

"Click"

Green Shadow suddenly pinched Alvin's ear, and the druid's nails left crescent-shaped red marks on his skin.

"It hurts!"

Alvin slapped the other person's hand away, and the coolness of the elf's fingertips still lingered on his earlobe.

The pain told Alvin that this was not a dream, and the spaceship could really be used!

"The coordinate anchoring error is 0.03%, which is equivalent to..." She glanced at Akalitrassa's bewildered expression, chuckled, and converted it: "Smaller than an ogre's fingernail."

Yrel checked the automatically generated space jump log, her pretty face reflecting the bright light of the screen showing an excited expression.

"It seems the star map coordinates in the database are still accurate."

Alvin looked out the window at the shimmering Sunspring Lake, and the Muru Holy Light Beacon was still humming with satisfaction.

Rexxar took off his half-mask and wiped his sweat. "Can you give me advance notice before moving next time? I'm almost scared!"

Akalissa's dragon wings suddenly spread out, blowing away the data crystal on the console: "Brother Alvin, down there! There are a lot of people gathered in the Elemental Highlands!"

Her sharp voice ended with the unique tremor of a young dragon. "It's the Alliance! And the orcs!"

Through the multi-layered composite crystal windows, everyone saw countless points of light merging into a galaxy on the ground.

The Mag'har orcs' wolf riders raised their blood-stained battle flags, and Hellscream's hammers were shrouded in leaping lightning.

In the alliance formation, Turalyon also led his cavalry to gather here.

Even the Silvermoon City mages stationed on the Elemental Highlands who were preparing the teleportation array gathered together, each holding a weapon in their hands, looking vigilantly at the behemoth in the sky.

Several huge black figures rose from the surrounding mountains. It turned out that the Black Dragon Legion had also noticed the situation here. Led by Onyxia, the black dragons quickly took off and surrounded Storm Fortress.

Indeed, a spaceship as large as Storm Fortress suddenly appearing out of nowhere in the sky above Nagrand would certainly cause panic.

"Looks like they're taking Storm Fortress as an attack!"

Yrel called up the external surveillance, and in the picture, the scales of the black dragon princess Onyxia were rubbing against each other in the sky, producing sulfur sparks.

"Black dragons have no patience!"

Alvin grabbed the Naaru Beacon and rushed to the hatch: "Akali, turn into a dragon and take us down!"

"Yes!"

Everyone hurriedly ran out of the cabin. The red dragon girl's spine made a crisp sound like crystal shattering, and her scarlet dragon wings spread out instantly. The horns on her forehead still had a pearly luster.

"Onyxia! It's me! Stop it!"

Alvin waved his hands towards the Black Dragon Princess on the back of the little red dragon.

The moment the black dragon saw the little red dragon, it was visibly stunned, and then shouted loudly: "Stop attacking! Alvin is back!"

"We've brought back the Draenei's lost ship!"

The little red dragon's voice resonated throughout the area through magic, and the ground camp suddenly erupted in a chaotic uproar.

Although Alvin is known as the Miracle Priest, this time he played too big a game. He brought back a spaceship as big as a fortress, which was really too shocking.

When Alvin landed on the Elemental Highlands on his dragon amidst the astonished gazes of countless people,

The Alliance and the Horde spontaneously separated a passage.

Calpurnia and Solanlian, who had been stationed here for several days and nights busy preparing the teleportation array, had thrown themselves into the arms of the miracle priest.