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

&34;I will cut open your chest and present your still-beating heart to Queen Azshara!&34;

The evil thoughts that gradually gathered together formed a high elf banshee.

Her screams mingled with the harsh sound of metal scraping against crystal, and her lifeless eyes snapped open, staring at Alvin with malevolent intent.

Alvin discovered that each of those eyes had two pupils!

Born with double pupils...

It is said that such a person has a very strong magical talent. I guess this woman was one of the very prestigious court mages around Queen Azshara.

Alvin, who was frightened by those eyes, noticed that

The edges of her elusive spirit were surrounded by cold air, which continued to lower the temperature around it. Alvin even felt that the temperature had dropped by nearly twenty degrees in just a short while.

It's a bit tricky...

Alvin instinctively retreated half a step. Now his magic power could not be gathered, and he did not have the dagger of Xal'atath in his hand. He didn't know where Akalithasra, the strongest bodyguard, was trapped.

Although I finally forced the enemy to show up, I don't have any good way to deal with her now. It's really embarrassing...

Alvin's brain was spinning rapidly.

Unwilling to give up, he decided to give it one more try. He selected the icon of the Holy Fire skill in his mind and chanted the spell.

Magic power was gradually awakened from within his body, but just as it was condensed between his fingers, it instantly turned into nothingness - this was a sign that the power of holy light was being suppressed by the high-level undead realm.

"Still not willing to give up? Don't you want to see me? I thought you had some other tricks up your sleeve, but it turns out it's just this..."

The high elf banshee sneered, stretched out her right index finger, and suddenly a half-foot-long soul spike sprouted from the fingertip.

"Is it my turn next?"

The banshee smiled grimly.

"I said I would cut open your chest and take out your still-beating heart."

&34;Wait! Let's talk first! !&34;

Alvin's shouting stopped abruptly. He was shocked to find that his body could not move. He glanced downward and found that the cold air emitted by the banshee had touched his shadow on the ground at some point.

The cold air actually froze his shadow completely, and Alvin's whole body became stiff because his shadow was controlled. At this time, except for his eyes and mouth that could move and open, he had no control over other parts of his body!

"What kind of magic is this? Why have I never seen it before?!"

Alvin continued to talk, hoping to divert the attention of the high elf banshee and give himself more time to think of a way to break the deadlock.

"Hmph, are mages nowadays so stupid? They can't even do the most basic Ice Nova?"

"Is this Ice Nova? Stop lying! I have two elven wizard fiancées, how could I not know this magic? It's nothing like yours!"

The high elf was stunned and seemed quite surprised.

"You, a stupid human, actually have two elven wizards as fiancées? How is that possible!"

The banshee laughed so hard that her mouth split open, even reaching all the way to her ears...

"Why would I lie to you? Look at what language I'm speaking! Ancient Kaldorei! It's the one my elven fiancée taught me!"

The elf was stunned again, and then he realized that the reason why the two of them communicated so smoothly before was because Alvin spoke ancient Kaldorei with a very low standard.

"Hmph, you've piqued my interest... but my patience has run out. Now I just want to rip your heart out!"

The elf's pale face suddenly turned crazy, and his entire body turned into a pool of white mist, splitting into three identical ice cones, rushing towards Alvin's chest with a howling cold wind.

Alvin naturally would not sit idly by and wait for death.

The icicle was about to hit his chest. He roared angrily and used almost all his strength to break free from the frost of Ice Nova. Then he bent his waist, hid his head and dodged downwards.

As a result, he thrust the staff behind him forward, and the glowing little Naaru collided directly with the ice cone, causing an astonishing energy impact and noise.

"Ahhhh! What is this?!"

The ice cone transformed by the high elf instantly shattered into ice crystal powder, and then condensed into a human form again, but this time the human form was unsteady and seemed very unstable, obviously injured.

"Why, why is there holy light?! This place should be covered by my king's domain!"

The female elf screamed angrily, her voice extremely harsh.

Alvin looked back and saw that the little Naaru's tangram on the tip of his staff - the Naaru Beacon was emitting brilliant golden holy light, showing off its might like a victorious general.

"Hahahaha!"

Alvin was amused by this sudden surprise.

"I call you stupid, but you're not smart at all. Your one-to-one replica magic is truly amazing. You don't even know what's on my back, yet you dare to replicate it perfectly?"

He took the staff off his back, held it in his hand like a red tasseled spear, and struck it several times, finally pointing the tip of the staff at the high elf lying on the ground.

"Hey, fairy, I'll roast you with holy light!"

As he said this, he thrust his staff into the high elf's face.

“Ahhhhhhhh!! Take it away! Take it away! It’s burning! It’s burning!!!”

The female elf was so frightened that her face turned pale, her mouth split to the back of her head, tears flowed from her eyes, and her whole spirit retreated backwards.

At this moment, the Naaru Beacon seemed to have become the most terrifying torture device in the world.

"Hey, now you know how awesome it is?"

Alvin proudly retracted his staff. He still had questions to ask her and couldn't kill this guy for the time being.

"Are you satisfied?"

"I give in, I give in..."

As the banshee spoke, her eyes suddenly became stern, and she wanted to use the ice cones on her fingers again.

But the next second, Alvin's staff hit her stomach directly!

"Do you think I'm stupid? Can I trust you? Can I trust you?!"

Alvin was prepared and hit him several times.

The banshee was really in pain this time. She screamed and cried, her whole body became translucent, and she lay on the ground trembling.

"Tsk, you dare to act rashly right under my nose... Now you know how powerful your Grandpa Alvin is, right?"

Alvin said this, holding his staff on the ground with a haughty look.

He asked from a high position,

"Now I'm going to ask you a question, and you'd better answer truthfully, or I'll beat you to a pulp and make it so you can't even report to the Shadow Realm!"

Seeing the banshee nodding her head while crying, Alvin continued,

"Where are my two companions?"

"They've all been trapped in a similar space by me... and are still struggling inside..."

"You didn't do anything to them, did you? If they get hurt, watch out for me!"

As he spoke, he gathered his staff together again and made a gesture to attack.

"No, no, no, no, I didn't touch them. The red dragon girl is eating in my world, and the other Kaldorei is crying in there..."

"You dare to talk nonsense again? My little red dragon can't find a way to escape and eat you? And that Shandris, that female general, can cry like a little girl? "

Alvin said and hit her again.

"What I said is true!!!"

Irwin didn't know whether Shandris cried or not, but the banshee was really crying after being beaten...

She rushed over and hugged Alvin's legs.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me. If you keep hitting me, I'm really going to disappear. I'll take you to see them, right now!!!"