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

Irina's figure trembled slightly as she looked at the war bear Fera, who had just been freed from the Holy Light's bindings by Elwin and staggered to her side.

A translucent hand gently stroked the war bear's rotting head, whose original outline was still discernible, engaging in a silent exchange.

A moment later, she turned to Alvin, her eyes firm and calm.

“We are willing to try. This eternal imprisonment... has long transcended the pain itself; Fera and I both yearn for true peace.”

Alvin nodded: "Since you are so determined, let's begin. But before that, Ms. Irina, do you have any unfulfilled wishes or concerns? The guidance of the Holy Light requires the will of the soul itself as a bridge."

A trace of worry crossed Irina's ghostly face: "My only concern is for my fellow Sindra, who are still living under Prince Thosedrin's enslavement and relying on demonic energy. They have been isolated from the world for too long, and they don't even know what the outside world has become... Have we, the elves forgotten by history, already been abandoned by the times?"

Alvin smiled gently.

"Rest assured, Lady Irina. Your distant relatives, the Kaldorei elves, under the leadership of Lady Tyrande Whisperwind, continue the flame of civilization in the forests of Kalimdor, living in harmony with nature and protecting this world. Another group of elves crossed the ocean and established the glorious Quel'Thalas in the Eastern Kingdoms. Life always finds its way, and I believe that once freed from the prince's fel shackles, the survivors of the Sindra will surely find their own way to survive in this new era and reunite with their brethren."

Upon hearing this news, Irina's ghost seemed to have been relieved of a tremendous burden, and a truly relieved smile appeared on her face for the first time in ten thousand years.

"And so... I have no more worries. Thank you, kind pastor, for letting me see the light of hope that my fellow countrymen still exist at the end of eternal darkness."

She paused, her tone becoming serious.

“However, before you proceed, I must remind you of how terrible Prince Tosedrin is; he is by no means a simple enemy.”

Alvin and Stella immediately focused their attention and listened carefully.

“Your Highness… no, that fallen Tosedrin,”

Irina corrected her form of address.

"He is an extremely powerful demon warrior, proficient in ancient elven swordsmanship, and the pair of swords on his back are not merely for decoration. Even more terrifying is his ability to perfectly fuse the demonic energy extracted from Imortar with his own arcane magic and martial skills."

She described it in detail: "His attacks are accompanied by corrosive shadowflames that can erode weapons and armor; he can infuse his swords with fel energy, unleashing fel shockwaves powerful enough to tear souls apart; he can also use demonic power to move through short distances in the shadows, making him extremely difficult to track. Most importantly, as long as the demon Imortar continues to provide him with power, his fel energy is virtually inexhaustible, and his stamina and mana regeneration rate far exceeds that of ordinary people. As for whether he harbors any other, even more terrifying abilities... I'm sorry, that's all I know."

Alvin and Stella exchanged a glance, then bowed respectfully to her: "Thank you for your warning, Ms. Irina. This information is of utmost importance."

Irina shook her head slightly: "No, I should thank you, kind priest. This was not your war, yet you were willing to lend a helping hand, giving me and Fera hope of liberation, and also letting me know about our compatriots. I am eternally grateful."

Erwin said no more and gestured for Irina and Fera to stand in front of him.

He took a deep breath, grasped the Naru sign with both hands, and began to chant softly.

A gentle, golden radiance, like that of the rising sun, spread out from him. The light was not dazzling, but it carried a tranquil power that could cleanse all filth and soothe all pain.

The light enveloped Irina and the war bear Fera.

"Group dispersal."

Bathed in this pure holy light, the various magical elements within the arena began to gradually disappear.

The dark shadows that had settled on Irina and Fera began to dissipate like morning mist.

Their figures gradually became transparent and light.

Irina's face was no longer filled with pain, only complete peace and tranquility remained;

The war bear Fera stopped howling and lay quietly on the ground. The eerie green fire in its eyes quietly died down, and its eyes regained their pure, wild light.

Without any earth-shattering noise or painful struggle, their souls, as if finally freed from heavy shackles, transformed into soft specks of light, rising slowly like starlight flowing against the current, and finally dissipating completely into the air, returning to the eternal cycle of the world's origin.

In the final moments before disappearing, Irina's ghost gracefully and solemnly performed the highest ancient Highborne ritual for Elwin and Stella—a thank you and farewell that transcended millennia.

The holy light gradually faded, leaving the platform empty, as if Irina and Fera had never existed, leaving only a reassuring tranquility.

Stella stared blankly at the spot where Irina had disappeared, her blue eyes filled with complex emotions. She seemed still immersed in the solemn and beautiful scene just now, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

Alvin patted her shoulder gently, his tone already back to its usual relaxed state.

"Hey, snap out of it, Miss Blue Dragon. Stop daydreaming. We still have work to do. We need to shut down the remaining barrier stones quickly."

Stella seemed to be startled awake, snapping back to reality. She slapped Elwin's hand away, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed: "Who's daydreaming!"

But she didn't act immediately. Instead, she stood still, her toes unconsciously rubbing against the ground, her hands behind her back, her fingers intertwined, and her face showing an extremely conflicted, hesitant expression.

"Huh? What's wrong? Were you scared? Wasn't everything resolved?"

Alvin was initially puzzled by her awkward and hesitant demeanor, which was completely out of character for her usual haughty self.

Elwin quickly noticed that something was wrong with the blue dragon.

Stella glared at him, said nothing, but her face turned slightly red.

Alvin guessed again, "Is it... that you're tired? Want to rest for a while?"

Stella remained silent, her face turning red instead.

"I know! You need to poop, right?"

Erwin clapped his hands in sudden realization.

"Sigh, it's a pity there's no toilet here. Why don't you go behind that pillar and I'll keep watch for you... Hey! Why did you hit me?!"

Alvin clutched his stomach and screamed in pain.

Stella stomped her foot in anger.

"You idiot! You're the one who wants big, big...that!"

Elwin watched her glare and stomp her feet for a while before it dawned on him. He asked in a somewhat incredulous tone, "You, you don't mean you want to learn that spell from before, do you?"

Stella, caught off guard, blushed instantly, her face turning as red as a ripe fruit, and she raised her chin as if trying to remain calm.

"Who, who wants to learn it! I'm just, just a tiny bit curious about this kind of magical, no, ordinary magic! After all, we blue dragons are the guardians of the mysteries of magic!"

Seeing her stubborn pride, Elwin couldn't help but burst into laughter. Just before Stella was about to get angry and attack, he quickly stopped laughing and said seriously, "Of course I can teach you if you want to learn. I'm happy to discuss magic. However, the core of divine spells like 'mass dispel' lies in the faith in and manipulation of the power of holy light. You are not a priest and lack this foundation, so learning it directly will probably be very difficult."

He saw a clear hint of disappointment in Stella's eyes, then changed the subject with a smile, saying, "However, I think we can work on this together. Once things are settled here, how about you come back to my territory in the Eastern Kingdoms with me? I know many powerful mages and scholars; we can discuss how to simulate or realize the concept of Holy Light purification using arcane or other energy systems. Speaking of which, you know the Red Dragon Korestraz, right? He's a member of the Council of Six of Dalaran, a very knowledgeable mage; he'll definitely be very interested in this topic."

Upon hearing this, Stellagrass abruptly raised her head, her face filled with disbelief: "Korestraz the Red Dragon?! The consort of Alexstrasza, the Life-Binder?! How could you possibly know such a noble dragon?!"

Elwin blinked, his expression even more surprised than hers: "Ah? You didn't know? He's Akalitha's father. I thought you dragons would know something about him..."

Stellagra was completely stunned, her mouth agape, unable to utter a word for a long time.

It seems... there's too much information; she needs time to process it.