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

Just as Shandris and others escaped from the hall, the entire hall was filled with the dark tentacles of N'Zoth.

"It's bad! Fandral is still in there!"

Shandris suddenly called out,

"What? You still want to save him?"

Quilindra rolled her eyes. "I'd love to see him die in there. Even if he comes out, I'll kill him."

"Alas, I originally wanted to take him back and give him to Mr. Fury, but now that it's like this, I can only give up."

The women's voices were unknown to Alvin.

Now he feels very strange,

It was clearly his own body that was moving, but he had no control over it.

It's like playing a first-person perspective game. To give an inappropriate example, it's like playing CS and you're dead and watching your teammates perform.

Now Alvin's eyes were opened.

Sartharion opened countless portals in space and then hid his body behind the portals.

The space behind the portal is very strange.

There are bizarre scenery here, the light is sometimes dazzling, sometimes dark, the whole environment seems to be floating in the universe. He seems to be able to see several blue planets in the distance, and the planets look a bit like Azeroth, and even a bit like the earth.

There is a transparent membrane in the middle of the large and small portals.

You can see outside through this transparent film, as if the surroundings are covered with large and small glass fragments, and each fragment is a reflection of the scene outside.

In other words, N'Zoth's attack could not reach here at all. Xal'atath just watched N'Zoth's helpless rage on the other side leisurely.

"Xal'atath! Come out and fight me! Is all you can do now but hide?"

N'Zoth caused a great disturbance outside, almost razing the entire hall to the ground, and even the important altar was crushed by his swollen body.

When he retracted his body, he found that Sartharion had already run away and he immediately became furious.

Billions of years ago, a protracted war broke out among the ancient gods.

In this war, the ancient gods did everything they could,

They devoured each other to increase their own strength, and finally formed several ancient gods that restrained each other and reached a delicate balance. No one could completely devour anyone else.

However, they discovered that there was a guy who was slightly weaker than the most powerful ancient gods among them, the unfortunate Xal'atath.

So the ancient gods tacitly defeated Xal'atath first.

If it weren't for Salaras's ability to hide, he might have been wiped out in that era.

They did not give up the search for Xal'atath, but what happened later was recorded in history books. The Titans sealed the ancient gods, and Xal'atath was also sealed in the dagger.

For Sartharion, after so many years, his anger has mostly subsided.

But seeing N'Zoth being so aggressive, he finally succeeded in angering her again.

"N'Zoth! Foolish fellow! Do you think I can only run away and not be able to do anything to you?"

Sartharion opened the black hole and shouted to N'Zoth through it.

The next moment, several tentacles like steel whips pierced directly into Sartharion's head.

N'Zoth has been waiting for Xal'atath to show up for a long time, and he will not miss this opportunity.

"Caught you!"

"Shhhhh!"

I saw several black lights appear, and suddenly several black portals appeared on the path of the tentacles.

Those small portals suddenly appeared and disappeared, cutting the tentacles passing through them into several sections.

Part of the severed tentacle fell to the ground and then turned into asphalt and flowed back into N'Zoth's body, but the part left behind the portal completely disappeared, and even N'Zoth could not feel the existence of that part of his body.

"You've already succeeded in angering me, now it's my turn!"

"Then let's see which is faster, your portal or my tentacles!"

N'Zoth was not to be outdone, because in his opinion, this poor Sartharion had been a weak coward billions of years ago and had not improved at all until now.

"come!"

Sarthas was completely enraged. She raised her hands to the air.

Shadow magic quickly gathered, and this strange space was filled with pure shadow energy.

Magic elements quickly condensed under the summons of Xal'atath, and countless black holes of various sizes appeared in the hall again.

N'Zoth had just suffered a small loss and knew that if he rashly used his tentacles to attack again, his tentacles would probably be cut off by her spatial magic.

It’s no big deal if the key tentacles are cut off, but it would be disastrous if they become those things and are absorbed by Sartharion. One day, I will be completely devoured by her.

So he changed his strategy and started using long-range magic to attack the black hole.

He raised his tentacles like countless magic wands, and dark magic missiles shot towards the black hole in the hall, forming a strange barrage of bullets.

It's very interesting from Alvin's perspective.

Countless black magic missiles shot towards the black hole, and it seemed that each one could pass through the portal and hit him directly in the face.

The human instinct is to hide quickly or stretch out your arms to block, and close your eyes at the same time.

But now Alvin could only watch the show with eyes wide open.

With a wave of his arms, Sartharion formed a huge shadow vortex in the void. Then countless shadow energies flowed out of the vortex, like a dark cloud pouring out of the portal.

The magic missiles launched by N'Zoth disappeared, or were absorbed, the moment they touched the dark clouds.

The thick fog that was originally just flowing out slowly suddenly began to roll violently like the steam produced when boiling water the moment it absorbed the missile.

The black hole that almost filled the entire hall was leaking out this strange thing.

"Xal'atath! I think we could talk!"

N'Zoth saw that his attack was completely shattered, and the strange fog had filled the hall and was beginning to close in on him.

Being flexible and adaptable, he immediately decided to cease fire and negotiate peace.

As he spoke, he extended his tentacles to fan away the black mist that was approaching him.

However, the thick tentacle made a hissing sound the moment the black fog was lifted. The tentacle, which was originally made of a disgusting liquid like asphalt, was directly corroded by the black fog and emitted a half-green and half-yellow pus that fell to the ground.

This time, N'Zoth was even more frightened.

"No more talk! I won't talk anymore! I surrender unconditionally!"

"Idiot! We are all ancient gods! Can you fool me with your tricks? You can't escape anywhere today!"

"Xal'atath! It's no use killing me now! This is just my clone. If you completely piss me off, I won't let you go!"

"Do you think I'll let you go? Not to mention you're still sealed, now the altar is destroyed. How can you come out and seek revenge on me without a medium?"

Xal'atath laughed heartily. "But I'm different. I can go to any corner of the world with my other half! We will continue to grow stronger and stronger! Then we'll go to the place where you're sealed and devour you all one by one!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Sartharion laughed crazily and continued to urge the black mist to completely submerge the ferocious N'Zoth.

At first, N'Zoth's screams could be heard, but soon they died down.