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

After Alvin's disturbance, the atmosphere in the team suddenly became much more relaxed.

A few bold female hunters even took the initiative to talk to Alvin and asked him about things other than Teldrassil.

Alvin was surprised to find that these night elves were completely different from their Quel'dorei cousins. They knew almost nothing about the human kingdoms in the eastern continent!

It can be said that it is a baby that has lived for thousands of years!

Alvin also knew everything and told some interesting stories, which made the female hunters riding on the Night Blade Leopards laugh out loud.

"Shut up, Alvin! Focus on the march!"

Shandris's angry voice came from the front, still without even turning her head.

The female hunters immediately fell silent, and Alvin smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.

At this time, the morning mist had gradually dissipated under the sunlight, and the sound of the Night Blade Leopard charging startled countless birds in the forest.

But soon, the atmosphere began to become strange.

There always seems to be a thin layer of fog in the sky here, as if there is a layer of gauze between people, and the sunlight cannot shine in, making the whole environment even more gloomy.

Gusts of cold wind blew in, and everyone even exhaled white breath from their mouths.

It's like going from the tropics to the frigid zone.

"About to arrive."

As Shandris finished her words, the shadow of the ruins of Amisalan swallowed up the last of the skylight.

The moon-white city walls that had long since collapsed looked like ribs gnawed by a giant beast.

The weathered flags hanging from the curtain-like vines were already tattered, and a dilapidated ancient city appeared in the mist.

Shantis raised a fist and clenched it, and the troops immediately stopped advancing. The relaxation on everyone's faces was gone, and they were already in a state of high alert.

Shandris rolled off her horse, and there was no sound when she landed.

She handed the reins to Arya,

"I will go in alone as planned."

"But, Commander..."

"This will make it easier for me to move. There are evil spirits lurking here, and our troops can't move freely here. Too many people will only cause chaos."

Shandris interrupted Arya. "Don't you believe me?"

"I......"

"Don't worry, Miss Arya, we are here for you."

As Alvin spoke, he jumped down from the Night Blade Leopard, followed by Akali Tazza.

"I will definitely return you a complete Shandris Feathermoon."

"Hmph, as for you, don't get scared away later."

Shantis was not forgiving in her words.

But Alvin didn't care. He was confident that he could deal with the vengeful spirit.

Holy Light is the biggest enemy of the vengeful spirits. Even if it is a vengeful spirit, it is the vengeful spirit of the night elves. Can it be more terrifying than the vengeful spirit of the trolls?

Alvin's boots sank into dust an inch thick, and every step he took raised a cloud of dust carrying broken pieces of porcelain.

"This is really a ruin, like a construction site."

Alvin complained as he took one deep step and one shallow step, struggling to move forward on the broken archway.

The dust that had settled for tens of thousands of years seemed to be glowing with phosphorescence.

The marble statues that were shattered by the shock wave of the Well of Eternity's explosion were like the fangs of a dying beast, glowing a sickly green in the shadows.

The light emitted by Alvin's Naaru Beacon Staff was a little dim at this time, like a candle in the wind. The light swept across the wall, flickering and reflecting the distorted face on the relief.

He couldn't explain why, but Alvin had a feeling—from the moment he set foot in the ruins, he was being watched by something, but he couldn't tell what it was.

It feels like there is always someone staring at the back of your head in a dark corner, which makes you feel cold.

"It's a sculpture of a high-borne noble. Unfortunately, their celebratory posture was forever frozen at the moment of the explosion."

Shandris whispered as she stroked the relief.

&34;Brother Alvin, look there!&34;

The little red dragon suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes and pointed at a huge monster.

Alvin looked along the tip of Akalitra's finger.

A broken statue of Queen Azshara lay in the central square like a giant snake cut in half.

The waist section of the jade material was covered with spider-web-like cracks, and the fragments of the skirt were scattered in a strange radial pattern, as if the energy of the Well of Eternity at the moment of the explosion was still raging.

The most eye-catching thing was the intact face - it was a beautiful face, and the mist coated the queen's pupils with liquid silver light, making the sarcastic smile even more vivid.

&34;How ironic... the lower half of the body is really useless,&34;

Alvin poked the fallen snake scale decoration on the statue's hip with his staff.

&34;After all, it's the tail that's growing now...&34;

Shantis suddenly pressed down the rubble with one hand, leaped up and stood on the three-meter-high broken wall in an instant.

Then he took two or three leaps and reached the top of the ruins.

When her dark purple cloak rose, Alvin seemed to smell some kind of pine scent.

The Sentinel Commander hunched over the ground like a cat, and Alvin noticed the mithril crescent earrings dangling from her earlobes—every time she turned her head, the crescent moon cast a flickering spot of light on the side of her neck.

Suddenly, she jumped down from a height as if she had discovered something.

"Holy crap, a leap of faith?!!"

As Alvin exclaimed, Shandris had already jumped down from the top of the fifteen-meter-high pillar.

Unfortunately, there was no haystack below. Alvin was about to give the huntress a levitation spell.

But Shantis turned over in the air, and her waist wrapped in tight leather pants burst out with amazing flexibility.

Then she bent her left leg and pushed with her right leg, lowered her body and supported herself with her hands, and landed steadily on the ground sideways.

&34;There are some boot prints there,&34;

The serious female hunter didn't notice Alvin's surprised expression and ran directly towards the footprints.

&34;These are definitely not Kaldorei footprints!&34;

She kicked away the gravel blocking the road, and sure enough, there were several clear footprints on the dusty ground.

"It's an orc's foot."

Alvin followed and squatted beside the footprints to observe carefully.

"The footprints are so large and deep, they definitely can't be human. Only beastmen have such rough builds and large feet."

"But what are these guys doing in the ruins of the elves..."

Alvin lowered his head in thought, and suddenly thought of something.

"Are there any Kaldorei legends about the Old Gods?"

Shandris showed a surprised expression.

"You actually know about the Ancient Gods. Judging from your human experience, those creatures probably existed long before your race was born."

Not only do I know about it, I also have one - Alvin thought.

Sarthas shook in his arms, as if expressing dissatisfaction.

&34;So you think they're here to hunt for relics of the Old Gods?&34;

Shandris suddenly lowered her head and remained silent, as if lost in thought.

"Sword of the Dominion... Actually, this town was built to commemorate the Domination War."

Shandris whispered, "Legend has it that the Titans once slew an Old God, or rather one of his followers, south of Darkshore. Mages from Suramar then excavated that area and later brought some of the finds from the south here for research. Over time, this area became a town, so it's fair to say that this town was built for the Old God."

"So the pagans came here to look for some kind of relic of the Old God?"

Alvin speculated, "Do you know what it is?"

Shantis rolled her eyes at Alvin and said helplessly

"I wasn't even born then..."