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

Quelindra doesn't have the habit of wearing a saddle...

Her streamlined back was covered in fine fur, and her muscles rippled as she ran.

In addition, Alvin's riding skills were a bit worrying. Quilindra's four hooves left the ground and ran wildly.

Alvin only felt a burning pain on the inside of his thigh - the hair on the waist of this female tree demon was like dense thorns, which were constantly piercing Alvin's buttocks with the bumps, which was extremely painful.

Not to mention that every time Quelindra suddenly leaped up, he was thrown half a foot high, and then sat back down again.

In a panic, Alvin threw his arms around Quelindra, grabbing whatever he could, just like a drowning person grabbing onto anything that could save his life...

"Ah! A human man attacked me! Watch out for your claws!"

The tree demon suddenly let out a cry like the collision of metal and stone.

Only then did Alvin realize that the "reins" he grabbed in a panic was actually the other person's chest!

Oh my god, it’s like ice and fire!

Alvin screamed in his heart,

The tree demon's long hair fluttered in the wind, brushing against his face, causing both pain and itchiness, leaving a burning sting on his face.

The touch from my hand was surprisingly real, and what was even worse was the sharp turn ahead.

Quilindra's four hooves suddenly slipped on the slippery ground, and Alvin tilted to the right.

His fingers dug deep into the tender flesh of the tree demon, and Quilindra's screams of shame and anger even changed in pitch.

Through the dryad's flying green curls, Alvin glimpsed the jagged rocks below, which were already right in front of him.

However, Quilindra finally managed to stabilize his body, and the scene of falling down did not occur.

"Be gentle, human. If you hold on tight, it will swell up."

Quilindra suddenly slowed down and stopped. Her borrowed clothes were already in a mess, and her glasses were tilted on her face, making her look very embarrassed.

Alvin hit her back hard again, and this time he almost knocked out the leftover food.

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

Alvin swore that he didn't mean it and was about to explain when he heard Shantis's surprised voice in front of him.

"Alvin... am I seeing things right? That's... the Demon Lord?"

Alvin already had a bad feeling about the fact that the voice of this powerful female general became so trembling.

He looked forward in the light and found that in the open space in front of the cave, a blue-gray body almost filled the entire cave entrance.

The monster's bony spurs protruded from beneath its shoulder-like skin, forming a natural demonic armor.

The bat wings behind it seemed impossible to retract, and they were just spread out and flapped from time to time, and a strong wind carrying the smell of sulfur swept across the rock wall.

The air flowed at high speed between the cracks in the rocks, making bursts of whistling sounds, and the green phosphorescent fire flowing between his wing membranes made the demon lord feel as if he was in hell.

The scary thing is that this horrible monster used its fangs to tear the food in its hands.

The food was bloody, obviously the corpse of some recently dead person or animal. Considering that the murlocs were very short, and the food in the demon lord's hand was thick and long, Alvin suspected that some unlucky orc was eaten raw by this monster.

Behind him is a hanged fishman dripping with corrosive blood, and in front of him is a demon lord feasting on a meal.

Shandris felt a bit caught between a rock and a hard place.

But admitting defeat and going back the same way was something Shandris absolutely could not accept. She secretly glanced at Alvin and found that the man only frowned when he saw the Demon Lord, and did not show any fear.

For some reason, Shantis felt a little relieved.

The thick leg bones made a teeth-grinding sound of breaking between the demon lord's fangs.

Dark red flesh dripped down its jaw, corroding a hissing pit in the charred ground.

He raised his head and saw Alvin and others in the distance.

"Another lost sacrifice?"

The demon lord's roar echoed like boiling magma.

The evil energy core embedded in his chest flickered with his words.

It illuminated the string of skulls hanging around his neck - those were the warriors who had tried to challenge him, now they had become the trophies of the victor, and the empty eye sockets seemed to express the powerlessness of their former owners.

The demon lord dropped the half-eaten food and licked his blood-stained claws.

Only then did Alvin finally confirm that this guy was indeed eating an orc's thigh!

He discovered that there were more strange corpses piled up at the feet of the Demon Lord.

There were dried-out ogre corpses kneeling in a worshipful posture, and even half-broken orc bodies—dense demonic mycelium grew on all the wound surfaces, as if this mountain of corpses was giving birth to something even more terrifying.

When the demon lord stood up and moved his hooves,

A sound somewhere between trees cracking and bones breaking echoed in the cave, the wails of the corpses he was trampling.

The demon lord's knee joints, with veins bulging, made a dull sound like lava flowing.

When it was fully upright, the long horns on its head had reached the roof, and the stalactites on the cave ceiling began to fall.

Alvin noticed that the color of this demon's body was different from the one he remembered from Kazak.

The surface of the demon lord's stratum corneum is covered with honeycomb-shaped black spots, and the overall skin appears dark yellow.

“This guy is very powerful.”

Shandris suddenly whispered, the moon blade in her hand trembling nervously.

"I faced a similar creature to this one ten thousand years ago... He was very difficult to deal with..."

Quelindra's hooves also unconsciously dug backwards, and the rotten soil rolled into a protective ring of thorns under her feet.

Alvin had already jumped off Quilindra's body and was also looking at this guy from a distance.

This thing was very similar to the demon lord he had in mind, except that this guy's appearance was obviously a bit scary. Shantis and Quilindra on the side were overshadowed by the appearance, and their momentum was a bit low.

"Hey, big bat in front, what are you doing here?"

Alvin decided to mobilize the morale of Shandris and the others first, so he shouted forward.

He deliberately struck the rock wall with his staff, and the crisp clanging sound interrupted the demon lord's pressure.

The demon lord was startled, and then the evil energy core in his chest suddenly erupted with green flames, and his bat wings raised a fishy wind.

“Stupid maggots!”

Perhaps he didn't expect that a mortal would say such a thing to a terrifying demon lord.

"Human, you are facing the demon lord Sakaro from the twisting nether. You will soon pay the price for your unreasonableness!"

"Sakaro? I haven't heard of him, but I know Kazak. Is he your colleague?"

"Oh?"

The demon lord named Sakaro showed a look of surprise on his face.

"You actually know Lord Kazak's name? I'm really surprised."