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

On the ground of the ruins of Eldaras, the night elf troops led by Shandris are gradually regaining the initiative on the battlefield.

Although the Naga warriors and their murloc slaves were still fearless and madly attacked the elves' lines with their ferocious instincts and numerical advantage, without the overall command of Marshal Vikus, their attack gradually became chaotic and uncoordinated, more like a wave of blind violence than an organized army.

The night elves seized on this subtle change.

The huntresses were able to throw their deadly moon blades more calmly, precisely cutting the connecting points of the charging team;

The shield wall and sword array formed by the warriors became more solid, breaking the surging tide again and again like a rock;

In the rear, the operators of the glaive throwers finally got a precious moment to catch their breath, calibrate their targets, and launch the deadly giant glaives into the most concentrated area of ​​the enemy.

The most important thing is that although the roots of the old tree guarding the ancient tree were scarred, they were no longer attacked by concentrated fire. While no one was paying attention, he took the time to pull up a tree and eat it to recover his body.

Every heavy step he took and every stone he threw could create a large gap in the enemy's formation, greatly boosting the morale of the elves.

The balance of the battle began to tilt.

The elven warriors advanced steadily, and the front line was like a tightening lasso, step by step pressing the main force of the Naga who were still resisting stubbornly into a relatively narrow area.

The bodies of the fallen soldiers piled up like mountains, and the flowing blood dyed almost every inch of the land red.

The last straw that broke the camel's back came from the murlocs.

These creatures, with low intelligence, rely entirely on external terror deterrence and numerical superiority for their courage.

When their confused brains discovered the information that "the vicious commander is missing", the fear of death instantly engulfed them.

"We're going to lose! Run for your life!"

I don’t know which of the fishmen let out a desperate scream first, dropped his tattered weapon, turned around and started to run away.

This behavior spread like a plague in an instant. Hundreds of fishmen were instantly infected, completely losing their will to fight and emitting meaningless screams of terror.

They pushed and trampled on each other, desperately trying to escape from this meat-grinding ground, and even charged into the formation of Naga warriors who tried to stop them!

The Naga warriors roared, and used whips and tridents to whip and stab the fleeing fishmen fiercely, trying to restore order, but their hearts were also shaken.

They were also confused and uneasy by the sudden disappearance of Overseer Wikus.

Where is that ruthless leader who always brings victory?

Could it be that...we have been abandoned?

This doubt eroded their fighting spirit like poison.

For a moment, the entire front line of the Naga coalition began to collapse from within, and the speed of collapse was beyond imagination.

Shandris keenly captured the complete change in the situation.

"All forces advance! Divide and surround! Those who resist will be killed without mercy! Those who surrender will be disarmed!"

Her voice was sonorous and powerful, echoing throughout the battlefield.

The night elves shouted and launched a final offensive to wipe out the remaining enemies and take prisoners.

However, the solemnity between Shantis's brows did not dissipate.

She stood on the crown of the guardian ancient tree, her sharp eyes sweeping across the entire battlefield like a hawk, searching carefully.

No... nowhere.

The powerful and insidious Naga commander Vikus seemed to have evaporated. He did not appear in the defeated army, nor did he fall among some gorgeous corpses on the battlefield.

This is not right.

The battle-hardened commander's instincts sounded an alarm in her heart.

Given the ruthlessness and ambition shown by that Naga, it is impossible for him to escape quietly before the battle is decided, especially when his troops have not yet completely collapsed.

This is so weird.

There must be a conspiracy.

She suddenly remembered Vikus's fearless attitude before.

A terrible guess formed in her mind.

She turned her head sharply and looked at the quiet area in the distance that led deeper into the ruins, which was the direction where Alvin and Green Shadow had sneaked in.

She clenched her palms slightly and whispered to herself, "Elven... Green Shadow... The truth of everything is in your hands. May Elune guide you."

Meanwhile, deep beneath the earth, Wikus stood at the center of his grand plan.

After passing through a long, damp corridor, he and his confidants arrived at a jaw-droppingly huge natural cave.

The scenery here is beyond imagination.

Countless huge, uncut yellow crystal clusters grew wildly from the ceiling, walls, and floor of the cave.

They vary in size, some as small as fists, some as large as the bodies of ancient elephants. They grow intertwined with each other, forming a dazzling and dangerous crystal forest.

These crystals emitted a warm and eerie pulsating light, like a slowly beating living heart, illuminating the entire vast space in a dim halo.

This is the gathering point of the energy of the entire Eldaras ruins.

It was also the place where the upper elves stored the yellow crystals that gave birth to the southern insect kingdom, and it was also the most perfect blasting center chosen by Vikus!

"Quick! Move quickly!"

Wikus urged in a low voice, his voice filled with suppressed frantic excitement.

His trusted guards were carefully placing the orange crystals with unstable energy flowing inside them at the key connection points or cracks of the huge citrine clusters.

In their hands, they pulled a magical fuse that flickered with a faint light and resembled a fuse, connecting these main control crystals with other pre-buried auxiliary crystals to form a deadly energy conduction network covering the entire cave.

Once the main control crystal is detonated, the energy it generates will instantly activate all nodes through the fuse, and then use the huge magic network veins here as an amplifier.

Vikus seemed to have seen the earth-shattering explosion and the spectacular sight of everything on the ground being reduced to dust. An intoxicated and cruel smile appeared on his scaly face.

At this moment, a cold voice pierced the atmosphere of anticipation: "Wikus! Your tricks have ended here!"

The smile on Wikus' face froze instantly and he turned around abruptly.

At the entrance of the cave, two figures appeared clearly - the annoying dragon knight Alvin, and a strange blue-haired woman.

Wikus's pupils suddenly shrank in shock, and he almost cried out, "It's you?! How could you possibly find this place?! The battle on the ground..."

He couldn't understand how this guy could find this most central secret hall so accurately?

Alvin slowly drew out his dagger, the blade reflecting a cold light under the light of the crystal.

"I've noticed something's wrong with you! How could such a formidable commander suddenly disappear on a battlefield on the verge of collapse? Unless you have a bigger agenda than just winning this battle! Sure enough, you want to blow everyone, including your own men, to the sky!"