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

Even Alvin hadn't expected that the effect of the continuous release of Holy Nova would be so surprisingly good, so good that even he himself was a little surprised.

In his understanding, this spell was basically the one with the lowest damage among the many magics he mastered. It was usually used to explore the way in the dark, or for temporary lighting, to drive away some low-level monsters.

Unexpectedly, as Alvin's body was strengthened many times by dragon blood, his strength had already climbed to a new height without him realizing it.

Even this most basic holy light area spell has produced such a qualitative increase in power.

The efficiency of that attack in clearing the field far exceeded his expectations.

As the last bit of negative energy was purified, the biting cold in the air was gradually replaced by the remaining warmth of the holy light.

The entire first-floor hall was now empty. Apart from the two of them and the broken decorations, there was not even a ghost in sight. Only the holy aura was slowly flowing.

This feeling...

Why does it look a bit like the legendary max-level boss going back to clear low-level dungeons?

Alvin found it funny.

"Am I strong enough now to use Holy Nova to push through? This Dire Maul... doesn't seem as terrifying as I imagined."

However, this relaxed mood was quickly interrupted by the touch in his arms.

Only then did he realize that Stella was still holding him tightly, with no sign of slacking off, as if she wanted to embed herself into his body.

Alvin was in a playful mood. Instead of letting go of his hands that were protecting her, he deliberately hugged her back with both hands, holding her slender and soft body tighter in his arms, and deliberately rubbed her blue hair, which exuded a faint fragrance, with his chin.

"I'm not afraid anymore, I'm not afraid anymore, they're all gone."

Stellagosa was immersed in a state of confusion and was startled by Alvin's sudden and intimate hug.

"ah!"

She let out a short scream and jumped out of Alvin's arms like a frightened little rabbit. She staggered back two steps, her cheeks so red that they almost bled.

She frantically straightened her robe, which was not messy at all, and said with a tone of embarrassment: "You...you, what are you doing!"

Alvin looked at her bewildered look and pretended to be innocent and considerate. "Aren't you scared? I'm doing this to protect you and make you feel safer."

He pointed at his ribs and jokingly said, "I don't know who it was that hugged me so tightly just now, almost strangling me to death. Now you're looking down on me?"

"I... don't need your protection!"

Stella retorted stubbornly, but thinking of her embarrassing performance just now, especially the situation where she took the initiative to rush over and hugged him tightly, the strong sense of embarrassment and shame made her almost want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

It's over! It's over!

The image is completely ruined!

It's obviously my job to protect him!

But she ended up hiding in his arms like a coward! The dignity of the Blue Dragon!

She was filled with shame and anger, but she could not refute. In the end, she could only hold her head in despair, like an ostrich escaping from reality, rushing forward with her head down, trying to cover up her inner panic with actions.

"Hey! You're running the wrong way! The stairs are over there!"

Alvin suppressed his laughter and reminded her from behind.

Stella paused, her body stiffly turned in another direction, still not daring to look at him, but just sullenly said: "Hurry up and go upstairs! Waste of time!"

Alvin knew that she was forcibly changing the subject to hide her shyness, so he smiled, stopped teasing her, and quickly followed her.

The two of them walked up the wide curved staircase.

When you reach the second floor, the view suddenly opens up.

This place is wider and more grand than the first floor, and the overall structure is cleverly divided into two main areas.

They were currently on the rooftop of a palace located at the foot of the stairs.

The most eye-catching thing was that an exquisite stone sky bridge extended from the palace they were in like a rainbow, spanning the huge sunken square they had just passed below, and firmly connected to another equally magnificent palace opposite.

This overpass just encloses the square downstairs, forming a spectacular indoor atrium.

Standing here and looking down, you can have a panoramic view of the entire square.

Looking up and looking forward and backward, they could clearly see two arcane barrier stones standing at the bridgeheads on both sides of the overpass, exactly the same as the ones they had seen in the garden on the first floor!

They are like loyal guards, emitting a faint purple light and maintaining some unknown seal or force field. They are obviously key nodes that need to be released.

And under the barrier stone, a large group of arcane guards were watching.

The embarrassment she felt when she was frightened by the banshee on the first floor and had to hide in Alvin's arms kept poking at her self-esteem as a blue dragon, especially a blue dragon who was proud of her magical talent.

As soon as she reached the second floor and confirmed that there were no vague, frightening, translucent figures in her field of vision, she immediately straightened her back.

Stellagosa was almost eager to prove herself.

Stella, who was as panicked as a little rabbit before, disappeared.

Standing here now is the majestic and domineering Weaver Stellagosa.

She even deliberately took a few more steps forward, keeping Alvin a little behind her, as if to declare - I am in charge here.

"It seems this floor is much cleaner."

Her slightly raised chin revealed her eagerness to express herself.

"Leave these troublesome barrier stone guards to me. You...just watch from the sidelines and don't cause any more trouble."

As soon as she finished speaking, before Alvin even responded, she raised her hands.

Her slender fingertips danced with an icy blue arcane glow, and the temperature around her plummeted, condensing into tiny ice crystals in the air. She chanted the simple, ancient Dragon language runes, her voice as clear and cold as jade beads falling on a plate.

"Freeze, eternal ice coffin!"

She pushed her hands forward, and an extremely concentrated cone-shaped cold current gushed out from her palms like a living thing.

Wherever the cold wave passes, the moisture in the air is instantly frozen, and even the light seems to be distorted by the extreme low temperature.

The arcane guards beside the barrier stones were made of pure arcane energy. They had just detected the intruder and raised their arms, which were flashing with runes, when they were hit head-on by this precise cold current.

"Click!"

The harsh freezing sounds rang out one after another.

The moment the cold current touched the arcane guard, it was quickly frozen into ice.

Dazzling purple arcane energy flickered futilely within the ice like trapped lightning before quickly fading. In a single breath, the arcane guards were transformed into exquisite ice sculptures, each with its own unique posture and a faint purple light sealed within. They were so lifelike that even the instant they attempted to attack was perfectly frozen.

Stellagosa gently lowered her hand, not even glancing at the ice sculptures, as if it were a trivial act. She brushed the nonexistent dust off her hands and turned to look at Alvin.

"Look, it's solved. When dealing with purely magical creations like these, precise magic control is far more effective than some people's large-scale bombardment, and it won't leave a mess."