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

The cave fell into an eerie silence.

Only the low hum of the pulsating topaz and the sporadic shattering of crystals as Vikus embedded himself in the wall remained.

Green Shadow quickly changed back into his night elf form and quickly stepped forward to help Alvin, who was still a little dazed, up from the ground.

Alvin clutched his still aching neck and glanced with lingering fear at the blue dragon mage beside him, who was grinning foolishly with her head tilted to the side. He swallowed hard for a long while, feeling a burning pain in his throat, and muttered to himself, "Although his brain is usually a little, uh, jumpy, but this brute force... after all, he is a real dragon!"

He took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and a more intense holy light energy surged between his palms. He chanted a prayer in a low voice and cast a powerful healing spell on himself.

Warm and powerful sacred energy surged into the neck, repairing the damaged muscle tissue and the almost crushed larynx, and the severe pain quickly subsided.

At this moment, a slight groan and the sound of gravel sliding could be heard from the dent in the crystal that was created by Vikus.

Then, with a bloody head and bruises all over his body, Vikus woke up.

He shook his head in pain and struggled a few times, but because he had nowhere to put his strength, he was like a dead fish.

With a "thump", he rolled out of the human-shaped pit and fell heavily on the cold ground below, causing another round of painful convulsions.

Alvin looked at the Naga commander who had been so arrogant not long ago, but was now lying at his feet in such a miserable state, and couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity.

This guy is really unlucky.

He must have thought that without the little red dragon in the sky, he, a thin-looking human priest, would become a piece of fish on the chopping board that he could easily manipulate.

But how could he have predicted that he would have a seemingly unreliable blue dragon mage by his side? Although he felt a little dizzy, he was a humanoid dragon after all, and his brute force alone was comparable to a battering ram.

Alvin sighed and walked forward.

Green Shadow understood and immediately cast the entanglement spell. Countless tough green vines instantly sprouted from the ground, like flexible poisonous snakes, tightly binding Vikus who was trying to struggle, leaving only his head still able to move.

Alvin looked at the bleeding wounds and broken scales on Vikus' body, hesitated for a moment, and finally adhered to the principles of a priest, squatted down, and the gentle holy light in his hands lit up again. He carefully treated the wounds that looked more serious for him, at least stopping the bleeding.

Wikus had closed his eyes, ready to endure more torture, but he felt a warm energy flowing through his body, alleviating his pain.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his healing wound in disbelief, then looked at Alvin with vigilance in his eyes.

He subconsciously flinched, staring at Alvin as if he had seen a monster, and growled hoarsely, "Priest! Why are you healing me?! Put away your hypocritical tricks! Don't try to insult me ​​like this! The Naga Warlord needs no mercy from the enemy!"

Alvin was speechless by his reaction and replied angrily: "Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? Why should I insult you? Do you think I'm some pervert who enjoys torturing prisoners?" He stood up, clapped his hands, and showed an impatient look on his face.

"Listen, I have no time for games of loyalty. I simply have a few questions for you: about Queen Azshara, about your plans, and about these crystals. Answer them well and to my satisfaction, and I will keep my promise and release you and your men."

He pointed at the Naga guards who were being subdued by Green Shadow.

"But if your answer doesn't satisfy me, or if you try to play tricks on me..."

He looked up and down at Vikus's relatively intact scales and snorted coldly.

"Then I'll have to peel off your skin and make it into a pair of sturdy leather shoes! I heard that Naga leather has excellent waterproof properties!"

However, to Alvin's surprise, Vikus seemed to be really tough.

He stiffened his neck and hissed, "Kill me if you want! Don't even think about getting any information from me! For Queen Azshara!"

Alvin was really at a loss now.

He scratched his head, moved closer to Green Shadow, and lowered his voice: "What should I do? He's so stubborn. Do I really have to make him into leather shoes? But I don't wear leather shoes very often... Do you like leather bags? How about I make you a Naga leather handbag? The pattern is quite unique."

Hearing this, Green Shadow showed a helpless expression on his face. He shook his head gently and responded in a low voice: "Alvin, don't talk nonsense. Don't you know other Nagas? I remember you mentioned a lady named Kotisa or Koti or something. Isn't it not good to treat her own people like this?"

Alvin slapped his forehead with a sharp sound. "Ah! That's right! How could I have forgotten about Cordelia? This is really hard to explain..."

Although their conversation was very low, almost a whisper, Naga's hearing seemed to be extremely sensitive.

Vikus, who had been ready to be killed, was shocked as if he was hit by a high-voltage electric current the moment he heard a certain name!

He struggled desperately to raise his head, but the vines tightened around him, making him look more like a writhing water snake.

He roared, his voice shrill and cracking with his eagerness, "You! Who are you talking about?! Who did you just say you knew?! Human! Answer me!"

Alvin was startled by this sudden excitement and took a step back, looking at him in confusion. "What's it to you if I say who it is? You're almost like a pair of shoes, and you're still so gossipy?"

"No! I heard you! You said 'Cordelia'! Tell me! Are you referring to Lady Cordelia Vashj?! Pearl of the Deep Sea, Daughter of the Tides, Lady Vashj's most beloved descendant?!"

Vikus' eyes were as big as copper bells, filled with incredible eagerness.

Alvin was stunned for a moment, then nodded subconsciously: "Yes, her name is Cordelia Vashj. Why, do you know her?"

Instead of answering his question, Vikus struggled even more agitatedly, the vines digging deep into his scales.

"What is your relationship with Miss Cordelia?! How could you possibly know her?! You're just a two-legged monkey on land! How could you possibly know the most dazzling pearl in our ocean?! This is impossible! You must be deceiving me!"

Alvin was completely confused by this guy's reaction and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? What about the Mingzhu monkey? Not only did I know her, I saved her life! Of course, she also saved mine later at sea. We are, uh, friends for life and death, I guess."

He tried to downplay it.

"Lies! Complete lies!"

Wikus roared, as if he had been insulted even more.

"Miss Cordelia is the most powerful and wisest mage in the ocean besides Lady Vashj! How could she possibly put herself in such danger that she would need a landsman like you to save her?! Your story is so poorly written!"

Alvin was too lazy to waste any more time talking to this big fool who seemed to be not quite mentally sound.

He curled his lips, fumbled in his adventurer's backpack, and pulled out a very delicate-looking magic shell.

This was exactly what Cordelia had given him when they parted in the Dark Abyss, telling him that he could contact her by knocking on the shell.

Alvin placed the shell to his ear and tapped it gently with his fingers.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

A sound of waiting actually came out from the shell.

At this moment, Alvin even had an illusion, as if he had traveled back to the era of mobile phones and was making a phone call.

"Crack!"

With a slight beep, the call was connected.

Then, a clear, pleasant, yet resentful female voice burst out of the shell like popping beans, echoing throughout the cave:

"Alvin! You are such a heartless and unfaithful man! Have you finally forgotten me?! My mother found out about the Dark Abyss! She punished me by grounding me for fifty years! A full fifty years! I could only watch the coral dance in the palace! And you! It took you so long to remember to crack this shell?! Tell me! Have you gone to fool around with those long-eared village girls like the Kaldorei and Quel'dorei again?! Are you..."

The sound from the other side of the shell surged like a tsunami.

However, before Alvin could organize his words to respond, Vikus, who was tied up like a dumpling on the ground, felt as if he had heard the most sacred sound in the world the moment he heard this voice, and his whole body began to tremble violently with excitement!

He didn't know where he burst out the last of his strength, and actually struggled to raise his head. Using all his strength, he let out a heart-wrenching cry, abruptly interrupting the complaints from the other end of the shell:

"Miss Cordelia! My dear lady! Is that you?! It's really you! Please come and save your most loyal and humble servant, Vicus! Your servant is about to be made into leather shoes by humans! Miss—!!!"

Alvin: ...