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

The chaos in Alvin's brain slowly receded like the tide, and the first thing to return was his sense of taste.

Alvin felt an indescribable sweetness and tenderness in his mouth, as if he was sucking on a ripe, juicy strawberry in the summer sun, refreshing and intoxicating.

Then came the sense of touch. The warm sunlight filled with life-giving energy gently sprinkled on his face, dispelling the biting chill brought by the storm. It was so comfortable that he didn't want to wake up.

He struggled to open his heavy eyelids, and his blurry vision gradually came into focus.

The first thing that caught the eye was a piece of long red hair that looked like a burning flame. It hung down, sparkling brightly in the sunlight, and almost occupied the entire field of vision.

Then, he saw clearly—it was Akalitasa who had transformed into a human form.

The girl had her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly with nervousness, and her face, which usually wore a bright smile, was full of worry. Her soft lips were pressed tightly against his, transferring the breath of dragon's vitality into his mouth.

She was giving Alvin artificial respiration.

Alvin's mind instantly became clear and his brain started working again.

The touching feeling of the girl sacrificing herself to save him and the wonderful touch of his lips intertwined together, causing an indescribable warmth to surge in his heart.

He did not get up immediately, but closed his eyes again, gently wrapped his arms around Akali Tasha's head and neck, and turned the artificial respiration into a deep and tender kiss.

Akalitasa's body visibly stiffened for a moment, then softened.

After a long while, the two slowly separated.

The little red dragon's cheeks were as red as the sweetest apples, all the way to his ears. He lowered his head in a bit of a loss, his fingers unconsciously twisting the corners of his clothes.

Looking at her rare shy look, Alvin couldn't help but chuckle. He reached out his hand and ruffled her fiery red hair with great affection.

Only then did Alvin finally have the chance to look around.

They were on a strange and peaceful beach.

The fine sand is as white as snow, soft and warm to step on.

Far in the distance was the gray-black storm wall connecting the sky and the sea. Like the walls of a gigantic amphitheater, it slowly revolved around the central area. Lightning and thunder still roared within, brimming with devastating power. But within the eye of the storm, where they were, the scene was quite different.

There was an incredibly pure blue sky above my head, and the sunlight poured down unhindered, warm and bright.

A few velvety white and soft clouds floated slowly in the sky.

The sea was calm, like a huge blue mirror, reflecting the strange scene in the sky.

The light reflected on the sea surface created a dreamy halo.

There is no roar of the storm here, only eternal tranquility, as if you are in a sacred pure land at the end of the world.

At the end of this quiet beach is a steep cliff.

On the cliff stands an extremely majestic white magic tower that soars into the clouds!

The tower is entirely made of some huge, mirror-smooth white stone. It has an ancient and elegant style, with smooth lines and covered with deep arcane runes. They flow slowly on the surface of the tower like living things, flashing a faint blue light.

"Brother Alvin,"

Akalitassa calmed down a bit and looked towards the tower. She said in surprise, "This tower looks... a little different from my father's magic tower. It seems more refined, more like something created by human or elven wizards."

Indeed, this tower exudes a strong, highly organized aura of arcane energy, and it does not look like a normal dragon's lair at all.

What was even more shocking was that at this moment, from the highest point of the white wizard tower, a beam of energy as solid as a blue crystal column was shooting vertically into the sky.

This beam of light contained unimaginable arcane energy. It forcefully penetrated the tranquil sky within the eye of the storm, as if it had truly become a bridge connecting heaven and earth.

The low humming sound of the rushing energy was the only sound in this silent world. The closer one got to the tower, the more the surrounding air was slightly distorted in this powerful energy field.

Countless tiny arcane dust and runes were like startled fireflies, slowly rotating and floating up and down around the light column.

Everything around the magic tower was moving without wind, in a state of weightless suspension.

Alvin was a man of great experience, but his expression remained solemn as he gazed at this miraculous sight.

"It seems... Lord Azuregos is carrying out the ritual of the magic network communication. He didn't lie to us. The scale of this ceremony is far beyond our imagination. I just don't know what the current situation is."

He took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart.

"No matter what, we must find Azuregos and Stellagosa first. I hope our intrusion does not disturb them."

Alvin and Akalitrassa approached the towering white mage tower cautiously.

The closer you get, the more you can feel its suffocating grandeur and oppression.

This tower completely follows the oldest model of Kaldorei arcane architecture. The base of the tower is huge, made of countless huge pieces of moon-white marble, covered with extremely complex reliefs, depicting the movement of stars, the veins of magic webs, and various incomprehensible Titan runes, emitting a faint blue arcane glow.

The huge arched door, which was ten people tall, was now silently opening, as if it had foreseen their arrival, or the owner had no time to care about anything else.

Inside the door was not the dark passage as expected, but a huge open circular hall extending upward!

As they took a step inside, Alvin and Akali Tasha felt a slight distortion of space at the same time, as if they had passed through an invisible membrane.

The sight before them made them hold their breath for a moment - the vastness of the hall far exceeded the limits of the tower's physical dimensions as seen from the outside.

The hall's walls had no solid walls, but were instead made up entirely of huge bookshelves that led directly to the top of the tower. These bookshelves were densely packed with countless books and scrolls, extending all the way to the high dome shrouded in magical light.

The air is filled with an ancient and dusty atmosphere.

The most astonishing thing is that in this extremely magnificent library hall, the magic books are not just sitting on the bookshelf.

They seem to be endowed with life, like magical butterflies with self-awareness, hovering leisurely in the air!

They fanned the pages silently, dragging faint tails of magical light, dancing on their own according to some inexplicable rules, with light and shadow interweaving, like a silent grand dance.