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

Om-!

Before he finished speaking, he placed the top of his staff against Vikus' chest, and the Naaru Beacon, which had been emitting a soft glow, suddenly burst out with a dazzling golden-white holy light like a miniature sun.

The light was so strong that it instantly swallowed up the dim crystal light in the cave, illuminating the entire space in a pale white!

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Immediately afterwards, a series of deafening explosions filled with pure divine power rang out.

One after another, blazing holy balls of light spurted out from the exploding beacon at almost zero distance, and all of them hit Vikus' chest solidly!

When the first ball of light hit, the hideous smile on Vikus's face instantly froze and turned into extreme horror!

He felt as if he was hit head-on by a mad kodo beast at full speed. The huge impact force was simply beyond the ability of the flesh to withstand!

His strong body was pushed backwards uncontrollably!

But this was just the beginning. The subsequent balls of light seemed to have life, circling and continuously bombarding the same part!

Each collision unleashes more holy light energy, bringing burning pain and more powerful kinetic energy!

"Uhhhhhh-!"

Vikus let out a howl of agony as he was completely blown off the ground by the continuous divine shock. Like a thrown rag bag, he drew an awkward arc and finally fell heavily on the cold and hard crystal ground more than ten meters away. He rolled several times before barely stopping.

Alvin took the opportunity to stagger back two steps. The wound on his left shoulder was bleeding profusely, almost staining half of his robe red.

He was pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

He quickly handed the staff to his less flexible left hand, pressed his right hand on the wound that was bleeding profusely, and chanted in a low voice: "Word of Silence!"

A soft and warm golden light immediately flowed from his palm into the wound, and the damaged blood vessels and tissues healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The severe pain quickly subsided, leaving only a slight tingling and itching from the growth of new flesh.

Although the weakness caused by blood loss still exists, at least he can move around without any problems.

In the distance, Vikus struggled to support his upper body with his arms.

The originally hard scales on his chest had been burned black by the holy energy, and even tiny cracks appeared. Wisps of white smoke emerged from it, emitting an unpleasant burnt smell.

He was coughing violently, and every breath caused a burning pain in his chest. It was obvious that several ribs were broken.

He lay on the ground, gasping for breath. He raised his head, his cold snake eyes filled with incredible shock and rage, as well as an even crazier and more intense fighting spirit.

He stared at Alvin intently, as if he wanted to eat alive this human being who had caused him unprecedented trauma.

Vikus struggled to get up, shook off the blood on the trident, and a cruel look appeared on his face.

He did not charge immediately. Although he was angry, he was not reckless enough to confront a priest who could use strange spells.

At first he thought that this cowardly human was just showing off by relying on his dragon, but he didn't expect that this guy would dare to leave his dragon and come to him alone. What he thought was a piece of meat delivered to his mouth turned out to be a real tough nut to crack.

Vikus's charred chest heaved violently, but the rage in his eyes gradually disappeared.

He glanced at his men who were still working in the distance, then looked at the difficult priest in front of him, and an idea quickly formed in his cunning mind.

"Human, Alvin, huh?"

He spoke slowly, trying to make his tone appear calm.

"There is no hatred between you and me. I wonder why you would risk your life for those xenophobic, arrogant kaldorei? What can they offer you? A fleeting friendship? A few paltry gold coins?"

He leaned forward slightly, and even though the movement caused pain in the wound on his chest, he tried to make his expression look extremely seductive.

"Look at us Naga! We possess unfathomable ocean treasures. Queen Azshara's kindness and power are far beyond your imagination! As long as you are willing to serve the Queen, wealth and power are within your reach! Beauty? We Naga women possess breathtaking beauty and eternal youth! It's even possible to become a sea lord ruling an entire ocean! Isn't that much better than wandering on land and serving as a pawn for the night elves?"

Alvin just looked at him calmly, as if watching a poor performance, and then shook his head slightly.

"I'm sorry, Overseer Wikus. I'm a landlubber and can't swim. I have no interest in living in the water for long periods of time, so I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."

A hint of impatience flashed across Vikus's eyes, but he immediately suppressed it and his voice became more urgent.

"Land! Of course it's land! As long as you nod and swear allegiance to the Queen, I believe the generous Queen will not be stingy in rewarding you with some rich land territories! When the time comes, you have power and territory, and I will select a few of the most graceful and service-oriented Naga maids to send to you... Haha, wouldn't that kind of life be wonderful? It far surpasses your current life of living on the edge of a knife!"

When Alvin heard this, a strange expression appeared on his face, as if he had heard something extremely absurd, and he shook his head again.

"A spear of gold cannot defeat a waist of water snake, my Lord Commander, I am very weak and I am afraid I cannot bear it."

"you!"

Wikus was choked by this inexplicable proverb and was speechless for a moment. He felt that he had been fooled.

"It seems that you are determined not to cooperate?"

The teasing look on Alvin's face also disappeared, his eyes became sharp and serious, and he shook his head for the third time.

"No, you should consider cooperating with me. Lay down your weapons and surrender immediately. Then, tell me everything I want to know, and I can guarantee on my honor that I will return you to the sea safely.

As for your men."

"As long as they give up resistance, I won't hurt them. This is your last chance."

"Hahahahaha!"

Wikus was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and he let out a hoarse and crazy laugh.

"Fool! Naive fool! Do you think I will believe your nonsense? Or that I will surrender to you?!"

His laughter stopped abruptly, and his eyes flashed with a malicious gleam of success.

"Ha! I just had the patience to talk nonsense with you, do you really think I wanted to recruit you? Idiot! I was just stalling for time! Now, it's almost time!"

He straightened his body suddenly, ignoring the tearing pain in his chest, opened his arms as if to embrace the entire cave, and his voice became excited.

"My people should have installed all the fuses! Yes, I know that from the moment you appeared here, it would be difficult for me to get out alive! But--"

He suddenly pointed at Alvin.

"But I'll drag all of you down with me! Do you see what's around here? Every piece of citrine in this underground palace is the most perfect and unstable energy amplifier! Once the explosion starts, the chain reaction will annihilate everything! Can you guess, deep in the earth, at the center of this violent energy, a mere priest like you, can you escape?! Hahahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Alvin's face changed drastically, and he cried out in shock, "Are you crazy?! You'll definitely die if you do this!"

"That's right! I'm crazy!"

Wikus was completely insane, his face filled with twisted pleasure.

"But I'll trade my life for a troublesome dragon rider and his dragon, as well as that damned Shandris Feathermoon on the ground and all her elite troops! This deal is worth it! For the glory of the Queen! For the revival of the Naga Empire!"

He roared and violently pulled off the orange main control crystal that had been clinging to his chest!

The muscles on his face were twisted by the extreme force. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to crush the crystal in his palm!