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

"Okay, let's go!"

Alvin waved, and Akalitrassa lowered herself, using her wings to create a ramp that climbed up her back.

Everyone climbed onto the dragon's back. The broad red scales felt warm to the touch, forming a wonderful contrast with the surrounding coldness.

Green Shadow carefully guided the Blue Dragon Mage to sit down. The latter was still like an exquisite puppet, obediently placed in the middle of the dragon's back near Alvin.

Four precious blue dragon eggs were carefully placed in the depression on the dragon's back, secured with a soft cloak and ropes.

"Hurry up!"

Akalitrassa growled excitedly and kicked the ground with her powerful hind legs.

The huge red wings stirred up a strong wind, and the huge dragon body instantly rose from the ground, like a red arrow shot from a bow, leaping out of the canyon and heading straight into the gray sky!

The biting high-altitude air currents suddenly hit my face, bringing with them the crisp wind from the snow-capped mountains, making it almost impossible to open my eyes.

Soon, they flew out of the deep valley.

At this moment, the setting sun was sinking towards the edge of the endless snow-capped peaks of Kalimdor.

The sky was painted into a magnificent molten gold, like hot lava flowing on the white snow.

The huge, angular snow-capped mountain peaks seemed to be ignited by the setting sun, coated with a dazzling golden edge, while the mountainside below quickly sank into a deep blue-purple shadow.

The long ridgeline, like a giant dragon's back, cuts the light and shadow, casting a huge, ever-lengthening shadow on the vast snowfield.

“So beautiful…”

Green Shadow couldn't help but whisper in admiration. The druid who loved nature was deeply shocked by the magnificence of nature.

"Brother Alvin! Look down! Ha, it's those green goblins! They're still at the place where we parted ways!"

Akalissa's voice came from the front. Upon hearing it, Alvin immediately leaned forward and looked down.

On a relatively flat snow slope below, close to the edge of the forest, several short green figures were running around like headless flies!

It looked like it was Spark Rigg the Goblin and his Death Squad.

Their iconic, colorfully painted but now covered in mud and snow, motorcycles were parked crookedly in the snow, with some tools and packages scattered around them.

Obviously, they had been frightened by the sounds of fighting coming from the cave, and were frantically trying to find cover or dig snow caves to hide. The small green figures were particularly eye-catching against the white background, looking both panicked and funny.

"Oh? It really is them."

Alvin laughed.

"Their boss is dead, and their mission is over. Let's land, Akali. Let's say hello to these old friends and have a meal with them."

"Okay! Sit tight!"

The huge red dragon gracefully adjusted its posture in the air, and its crimson wings suddenly folded, like a giant hunting eagle, swooping down towards the group of panicked goblins below.

The dragon's body cut through the air, making a dull and terrifying roar.

The goblins below heard the sound of breaking air from the sky. Spark Rig suddenly looked up, and his small green bean-like eyes instantly widened, reflecting the rapidly enlarging, burning red figure in the sky!

"Dragon! It's a dragon! A red dragon!!"

Sparks Rigg let out the most shrill, broken scream of his life, his voice changing pitch.

"Run! Spread out! Hide! I haven't paid off my mortgage on Ratchet yet!"

"Gahhhh!"

"Mamma Mia!"

"My pants! Who stepped on my pants?!"

In an instant, the already chaotic scene got completely out of control. Several little green men fled frantically in all directions like a group of ants poured with boiling water. Some fell on the snow, some bumped into each other and rolled into a ball, and some even panicked and plunged into the snow pile, leaving only their two short legs kicking in vain outside.

boom--!

Accompanied by a huge air flow impact and flying snow dust, the red dragon landed in the center of the snow slope as accurately as a meteorite, and the entire snow slope seemed to tremble.

Akalitrassa folded its wings gracefully, lowered its huge dragon head slightly, and its burning golden vertical pupils scanned with interest the group of little green dots in front of it, which were frightened out of their souls, collapsed on the ground, or still struggling in the snow.

She even deliberately blew a small puff of black smoke with a smell of sparks and sulfur from her nostrils, making a low and intimidating throat sound.

"Rig!"

Alvin's voice was like thunder, instantly drowning out the goblins' screams and howls.

He emerged from the broad, platform-like back of Akalitrassa, his robes of Eternal Light rustling in the biting wind.

Sparks Rigg, who was trying to bury his head in the snow, shuddered suddenly and looked up in disbelief with his small green eyes.

"Ai... Master Alvin?!"

He screamed, his voice split with fear,

"It's you?! You...you're back riding a dragon?!"

The expression on his face changed instantly from extreme fear to ecstasy.

"It's me! Alvin!"

Alvin responded loudly, casually casting a levitation spell on himself, lightly floating down from the dragon's back, more than ten meters high. He precisely controlled his landing, his boots landing lightly on the thick snow, just one step away from Spark Rigg, who sat slumped on the ground, without even a speck of snow being kicked up.

"Master Alvin! It's really you!"

"Oh my god! You're riding a red dragon! How magnificent!"

"This dragon! This dragon is so beautiful! It's a hundred times more majestic than the blue dragon our boss boasted about!"

"Master Alvin! You are our savior!"

Seeing Alvin land safely, the goblins, who were originally scared out of their wits, seemed to be instantly given courage.

They crawled out, like green-headed flies smelling honey, and surrounded him in a hurry, spewing flattering words like a machine gun. They stood on tiptoe, trying to look up at Alvin, with fanatical lights flashing in their green eyes, as if he were a walking mountain of gold coins.

Sparks Rigg used his hands and feet to climb out of the snow, not even bothering to shake off the snow foam all over his body. The smile on his face was almost reaching his ears, revealing his uneven yellow teeth.

He rubbed his red, frostbitten hands, his waist bent almost to the ground.

"Master Alvin! You are truly... truly a divine warrior sent from heaven! Your demeanor is unparalleled! Riding such a mighty and majestic Lord Red Dragon, you are even more majestic than the legendary dragon rider! We were almost scared to death just now, thinking that an evil dragon came out from nowhere to eat us poor little goblins! It turned out to be you! Misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding! You and this noble Lord Red Dragon are simply the sun in the cold winter, a beacon in despair!"

He flattered her loudly and did not forget to bow repeatedly in the direction of Akalitasara.

Akalitraza blew a small stream of black smoke with sparks from her nostrils and made an incomprehensible low gurgle in her throat, like a sneer.

Alvin could never stand the flattery of the goblins. He raised his hand and gestured to stop.

"That's enough, guys, save your praise."

He looked around at the goblins who were silent and looking at him eagerly, and his expression became serious.

"I'm here to tell you a piece of news. Your mission has failed. Your boss is dead."