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

"Mother--!"

Akalitrassa's call was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake. She couldn't even wait for her maid Sarah to open the door woven from living vines for her.

With Sarah's short exclamation, the red dragon girl flung open the window of the tree house that looked like it was carved from an emerald leaf! A warm forest breeze instantly rushed in, carrying the fragrance of flowers and plants.

Akalitasa didn't hesitate at all. Like a chick returning to its nest, she lightly kicked the edge of the windowsill with her bare feet. Her red hair drew a burning trail in the sunlight, and she jumped out of the tree house!

In the sky, the two huge red dragons were instantly attracted by this familiar and vital voice.

The giant dragon in the lead twisted its mighty head violently, and its neck covered with thick red scales cut through the air, emitting a low roar.

Those vertical pupils, burning like the core of a furnace and containing endless life and love, instantly crossed the space and accurately locked onto the tiny but extremely dazzling red dot on the ground!

"hold head high--!"

A deep, rich, joyful and gentle dragon roar responded to her, shaking the leaves and causing ripples on the calm surface of Luna Lake.

The two red dragons that covered the sky and the sun adjusted their directions synchronously.

Their huge red-gold dragon wings, which were large enough to cover a small area of ​​the sky, flapped gracefully and powerfully, stirring up gentle yet majestic air currents and landing precisely on the clearing by the lake where Akalitrassa was.

The heavy dragon claws carried a tremendous force, but when they touched the thick green moss like a velvet carpet, they displayed incredible lightness and precision, making only a dull and textured "puff" sound, stirring up a circle of dust ripples mixed with luminous spores and tiny grass debris.

The huge dragon head of the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza lowered with incomparable tenderness, almost kissing the ground, just a few inches away from the rushing Akalisza.

Akalitassa laughed joyfully, opened her arms as if embracing the whole world, and pressed her tiny body tightly and unreservedly against her mother's huge, warm nose covered with hard, red scales like gems.

She could even feel the pulsation of the powerful life force beneath the scales and the familiar, warm breath with a floral scent brushing against her hair and cheeks.

"Mom! I miss you so much!"

Her voice was choked with coquettish sobs, and her little face rubbed against the rough and warm scales affectionately, as if to make up for the time they had been apart.

What responded to her was her mother's silent and deepest love.

A soft golden light spread from Alexstrasza's huge body, instantly covering the entire dragon head area. The light was warm but not dazzling.

The light quickly receded like a tide, and the Red Dragon Queen, who was like the embodiment of the fire of life, disappeared from the spot, and was replaced by a noble woman who made the world hold its breath.

Her posture was tall and graceful, as if she condensed the essence of all the fire in the world.

Her long, flaming red hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, its tips dancing with invisible, warm sparks. Her face, identical to her daughter's, was as perfect as a divine masterpiece, though she was more mature and intellectual than Akalitha.

She was dressed in a gorgeous armor woven from flowing red-gold threads, scales, and the never-extinguished fire of life. The hem of her skirt moved without wind, shedding a luster like liquid flame.

She stretched out her slender arms and hugged her daughter tightly, as if she was embracing a lost treasure.

"My little spark."

Alexstrasza's voice rang out, resonating like the most beautiful harp within the depths of the soul, each syllable holding the power to soothe all things.

"Mom is proud of you."

She gently stroked Akalitraza's fiery red hair, her eyes sweeping over her daughter's cool yet vibrant Kaldorei attire, the smile in her golden eyes deepening.

At this moment, the two owners of Moonlight Glade also came over after hearing the news.

Tyrande Whisperwind was like the embodiment of moonlight, her steps were calm and holy, her moon-white priest robes flowing in the dim light;

Malfurion Stormrage is like a moving mountain, his huge antlers symbolize the power of nature, and his steady steps seem to be in sync with the earth.

They led the high-ranking priests of the Temple of the Moon and the elite druids of the Cenarion Circle, and lined up to salute respectfully.

Malfurion's massive antlers drooped slightly, and Tyrande bowed gracefully, her voice flowing like a spring: "Life-Binder, Lady Alexstrasza, Elune's light will always guide your path, and Moonglade is full of vitality because of your presence."

After comforting the frightened Sarah, Alvin took a deep breath and resigned himself to taking the cold hand of the blue dragon mage who was still clinging to him.

The latter, wearing that cool long dress, looked like an exquisite but lifeless puppet, and obediently followed him out of the tree house.

The second red dragon that landed right after Alexstrasza was also as huge as a mountain, but its lines were more rigid and powerful, like fine steel that had been tempered for thousands of years.

The huge dragon horns were like two dark red swords piercing the sky, ferocious and majestic.

Its vertical pupils swept across the entire audience majestically, and finally its gaze was like melting ice and snow, gently falling on Akali Tasha.

Akalitrassa raised her head from her mother's warm embrace and jumped in front of the majestic dragon like a happy little deer.

She stood on tiptoe without fear, stretched out her little hand, and affectionately patted the huge nose covered with dark red scales, making a crisp sound: "Father!"

This dragon is none other than the Red Dragon Queen's loyal companion, Korialstrasz, a member of the Dalaran Council of Six, and Archmage Krasus.

A low gurgling sound came from deep in Korialstrasz's throat.

He lowered his huge head very gently, and rubbed Akalitraza's head with his rough but warm nose very gently and lovingly, and exhaled a small stream of air with a warm sulfur smell and a few harmless sparks.

"My little princess, I'm glad you're safe and sound."

Immediately afterwards, the arrival of the third dragon brought a completely different atmosphere to this world.

The sky seemed covered by a flowing emerald dream.

A dragon with a longer, more graceful and flowing body glided down silently.

Her scales are not as hard as armor, but are covered with layers of vibrant emerald green scales like the purest emerald forest, reflecting a dreamy halo in the light.

The edges of the huge dragon wings were shrouded in a hazy green mist that exuded a sense of tranquility. Wherever it passed, a refreshing sense of tranquility filled the air.

It was none other than Ysera, the guardian of the Emerald Dream, the Sleeper, the Green Dragon Queen.

Ysera's huge vertical pupils, like a bottomless emerald pool, slowly opened, and seemed to reflect thousands of endlessly flowing, bizarre dreams.

Her gaze swept calmly over the druids present, finally landing on Green Shadow, and the huge dragon head nodded slightly.

Green Shadow and all the other druids, including Malfurion, immediately bowed with the utmost respect, their right hands touching their chests and their left hands hanging naturally, paying druids the highest respect to the Lord of Dreams: "Hail, great Ysera, Guardian of Dreams!"

Alexstrasza gently released her daughter from her arms. Her eyes passed through the crowd and landed precisely on the human priest who looked a bit out of place in his Kaldorei attire.

"Alvin Priest,"

Alexstrasza's voice spoke with a reassuring solemnity.

"Step forward, warriors of the Dragon Legion, defenders of order."