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

Shandris is worthy of being the general of the Sentinel Corps.

On the battlefield, we can still distinguish what is important and what is not.

Although she rushed down first, Alvin, who soon caught up with her, found that she was still waiting for everyone at the edge of a corridor that was unknown how deep it was.

"that......"

"Don't say anything!"

Shandris blushed and turned to Quelindra. "Can you smell them? They seemed to have deliberately concealed their tracks after entering the tomb."

Quelindra nodded.

"I will never forget the stench of that orc named Kelris. I am sure he is deep down here."

Shandris nodded.

Quilindra's sense of smell was as sharp as ever. Alvin raised his nose and took two deep breaths, but could smell nothing except dust and mold.

This is not a deer, it's a hunting dog.

Alvin's staff lit up the holy light,

But the moment this sacred light touched the stone wall of the tomb, it flickered like a candle in the wind.

The moss crawling across the mottled walls shone a dark green light, casting their distorted shadows into the forms of ferocious monsters. A chilling wind blew in from nowhere, carrying the scent of rotting earth and making Alvin shudder.

Shandris took the lead and walked in front. The night elves' unique night vision ability allowed her to see clearly even in the darkness.

The downward corridor is composed of thirteen fixed steps.

There is a small platform between each step, and you can go to the next step by turning 180 degrees.

When everyone's boots rolled over the ground, there was a teeth-grinding squeaking sound as if something was breaking. When they lifted their feet, they felt a sticky sensation as if they had stepped on some slime.

"here."

Quelindra squatted down and carefully swept her spear across the almost rotten moss on the surface of the steps, a look of surprise on her face.

"What's all this on the ground? It's disgusting!"

Upon hearing this, Shantis also squatted down, pulled out a feather arrow, and picked up the moss on the ground. Sure enough, she found some dried dark mucus underneath.

"Is this... blood?"

Shantis reached out and picked up a little of the mucus, then rubbed it with two fingers, put it to her nose and smelled it, then looked around and immediately denied her own conjecture.

"Impossible! This place is so narrow. If a battle really took place here, there would definitely be many traces left behind. But there are no signs here at all!"

A confused expression also appeared on Quelindra's face.

"From the smell, it doesn't sound like blood. It sounds more like the body fluids secreted by some animal..."

"Is this thing a scale?"

Alvin interjected, stepping on the ground with his feet. There were tiny crumbs scattered on the ground.

Although it has been mixed with mucus and dust, the silver highlights inside can still be seen from time to time.

"Could it be some snake-like beast? Could it be that both of those guys were eaten?"

Shandris rolled her eyes at him.

"There are no signs of a fight here, but I admire your imagination. I'd rather hope they were eaten to save us some trouble, but it doesn't look like that at the moment."

Alvin spread his hands.

“You have to have some dreams.”

"Kerris and the others should be there in less than an hour."

Shandris wiped the slime off her hands and stood up.

“We’re almost on top of them!”

This little episode passed quickly. Seeing that the target was within reach, the few of them did not dare to delay and continued to move forward.

I don’t know how far I walked, but just when Alvin felt the air was becoming heavy and he began to have difficulty breathing, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear.

The damp and moldy smell was suddenly replaced by a cold metallic smell. As Alvin staggered out of the corridor, the holy light of the staff suddenly tore through the darkness in the open space.

Several people subconsciously gathered together and shortened the distance between each other. This place has been deserted for many years, and there is no telling what unknown dangers may arise.

The tomb that appeared before everyone was large enough to accommodate the entire Stormwind City Council Chamber.

Six marble columns, carved with Kaldorei reliefs, support the fifty-foot-high dome.

There are some vague reliefs on the dome, but they are not clear at all because there are many stalactites growing vertically downwards from the ceiling, which seem to have been gradually formed over thousands of years.

Shandris looked forward, then calmly took out the bow and arrow and held it in her hand.

The knuckles lightly pulling the bowstring made a slight crisp sound, and the female general winked at Alvin, asking him to look forward.

Then, Alvin followed Shandris's gaze to the end of the tomb hall.

He took a deep breath, knowing that this was the end of the dark abyss.

"Dark Altar." There was a tremor in Alvin's voice.

Just at the end of the tomb a hundred steps away, seven obsidian steps supported some kind of twisted creation - a base made of at least a hundred skulls, and on the base was an altar as big as a ping-pong table.

A tall figure had his back to them. The guy was wearing a green cloak, covering himself tightly. He was concentrating on doing something on the altar and did not look back.

Quelindra's nostrils twitched violently, and she almost squatted down and retched.

The little red dragon quickly supported her, "What's wrong with you?"

The tree demon's green hair brushed across his face, and he suppressed the urge to vomit.

"It's blood, not flesh. The smell of blood... It's coming from the altar. Shandris, Alvin, this place is too weird. Let's run away!"

"Quilin, stay here and help us guard the retreat route."

"No, you guys shouldn't go either! There's danger ahead! I can feel it!"

As Quilindra spoke, she held Alvin with one hand and Shandris with the other, and refused to let them move forward another step.

"Quilin, trust me."

Shantis easily pulled Quelindra's hand away.

"The enemy is right ahead. We've been through so much. I can't give up at the last moment."

She turned her head and said to Alvin, "Alvin, Quilindra's intuition is very sensitive. I believe there may be a fierce battle ahead. Do you want to..."

"How can it be,"

Alvin interrupted the Sentinel General and said, "Let's put the mission aside for now. I can't let a lady take such a risk."

He smiled and pulled out Xal'atath.

"Let's go! I can't wait any longer! It would be terrible if their ritual is completed and my wish comes true!"

"In the name of Elune!"

Shandris nodded and raised her own moon blade.

"As much as I hate to admit it, it's really great to have you as a companion."

"I will protect my brother!"

Akalitasa clasped her hands together and squeezed them, making crackling sounds on her fingers, looking like a violent girl.

Alvin was about to speak.

A wave of magical power mixed with a strong fishy smell came from the altar.

The deer, with its extremely sensitive sense of smell, could no longer hold back and turned its head to vomit.