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

Chapter 512 Dark Awakening

At the most embarrassing moment in Alvin's life,

From the dark altar came the frantic prayers of Fandral Staghelm.

"Great Dark God! Fandral Staghelm offers you a sacrifice, please respond to my request!"

He opened his arms, and the wounds left by the fierce battle were still dripping with blood. It seemed that in order to realize his wish as soon as possible, he didn't even have time to apply a rejuvenation spell on himself.

Is this such a joke? Just shouting like that can make your wish come true?

Alvin climbed up from the panicked Shandris.

"Shandris, you can make all the noise you want later, but now we have business to attend to!"

Before he finished speaking, the entire ground suddenly shook.

Several people present, including Fandral on the altar, were visibly stunned and bent their knees to steady themselves.

Fandral reacted immediately.

"God of Darkness! Thank you for responding to my request. You're welcome, please take the offerings away! You can take everything from the altar, as well as the humans below it! Hahahaha!"

"You're crazy!"

Alvin cursed, and at the same time, the Holy Fire had already taken action.

He knew that at this moment, life or death could be decided in a second.

It would be best if we could seriously injure Fandral right away and interrupt the ceremony.

Holy light quickly appeared above the altar, and then a golden flame struck vertically towards Fandral's head.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and Alvin's heart sank to the bottom.

The scene where Fandral was hacked to death did not appear.

A black vortex appeared above the altar, and the magic power in the air seemed to be sucked away by the vortex like water in a flush toilet.

Including Alvin's Holy Fire.

The golden light was attracted by the vortex, first rotating around the center of the vortex, then the magic power was dispersed into countless tiny golden powders, and finally completely disappeared in the vortex.

"Holy Light, how could this happen?"

Alvin had never seen anything so strange.

Can that vortex, like the black hole of later generations, crush all the magic power that approaches?

But now he has no time to think about all this.

The dark vortex was getting bigger and higher, and several people were barely able to stand firm. Fandral's long green hair was fluttering violently in the storm, making him look even more sinister.

"Haha, take it away! Take it away!"

The archdruid seemed to be possessed by a demon, not caring about his image at all. He held up Kelris's fresh heart in his hands and was instantly swallowed by the vortex.

In an instant, the vortex became more violent, with strong winds blowing. The vortex rushed straight up to the sky, and its color became darker, like a pitch-black python!

"Stop! Fandral! This is a power you cannot control! Stop now if you don't want to die!"

Alvin roared, it goes without saying that this ominous magic is definitely not normal. To add fuel to the fire in this situation, the person must be mentally ill.

Fandral was already in a rage at this point, and he wouldn't listen to Alvin.

He had already knelt on the ground, holding up the Fang of the Faceless Man with trembling hands.

"Great God of Darkness, please continue to enjoy these powerful offerings! If possible, please grant my wish!"

As he said this, he threw the Fang of the Faceless Man into the dark tornado.

The dagger that could cut through iron like mud was shattered the moment it came into contact with the dark matter in the tornado, and also turned into black powder and merged into the darkness.

After receiving the sacrifice again, the tornado became even more violent.

During this period, Alvin was not idle. He tried several magic spells in succession, but the magic power could not be condensed at all. Even if it was condensed, the magic element would be immediately absorbed by the dark tornado when casting the spell.

Alvin had no choice but to protect his eyes with one arm, support the ground with the other arm, and crawl towards the altar using his hands and feet.

If magic doesn't work, I'll kill you with one punch!

With this simple thought in mind, he climbed up with difficulty.

At this time, Tornado absorbed Saugus's tentacles, and two of the three relics were gone.

And Fandral was already shivering like an old man on his deathbed. He looked visibly old and haggard. It seemed that even his strength and even his life had been sucked away by the dark tornado.

But this guy still didn't give up. He raised the last relic - the moonstone - with his trembling hands.

That is the Eye of the Faceless One.

Alvin's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

That thing is the key item to awaken Farah Starwish, and it must not be sacrificed like this!

"Fandar, you fool, didn't you realize that your life force has also been sucked away? You're going to die before you can even fulfill your wish!"

Alvin shouted and stood up unsteadily despite the roar of the hurricane.

"what!"

Fandral was surprised to find that Alvin had come so close to him.

"You, you don't understand anything! For my son, all these sacrifices are worth it!"

Alvin has had enough of this crazy old man and now he just wants to get the moonstone.

But the stone was almost leaving Fandral's hand under the huge suction force of the tornado, and could be swallowed by the tornado at any time.

"It's worth your fucking money!"

He cursed loudly and gathered all his strength under his feet.

Crouch, jump, aim...

With a beautiful diving header, Alvin's head hit Fandral's chin hard.

There was only a "click" sound.

Fandral's jaw was smashed and dislocated, and the druid, who had been almost sucked dry, screamed in agony.

With his jaw broken, Fandral could no longer speak. He could only make a sound from his throat like a dog whose tail was stepped on, and he fell to the side like a piece of rag.

Alvin's head was also buzzing from the impact. After all, it hit his jaw bone, so it was impossible to say that it didn't hurt.

Our miracle pastor was about to cry, and he could clearly feel a big bump on his head.

But at the last moment when Alvin was about to fall out of control, he aimed his eyes and reached forward to grab.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

In Irwin's world, there are tornadoes, dark altars, Fandral, and a big painful bump on the head.

Everything is still.

All he could see was Moonstone, which was about to be sucked into the tornado.

"Bring it to you!"

Alvin roared, leaped forward again, and grabbed the moonstone in his palm.

Then he could no longer control his entire body and fell to the ground like a collapsing wall.

"Pooh!"

He just felt like his whole body was about to fall apart, and there was no place that felt comfortable.

His internal organs were churning, as if they had left their original positions, causing Alvin severe pain.

His throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Alvin!"

"elder brother!"

Two shouts were heard, and Shandris and Akalissa also moved up against the wind. Seeing Alvin fall, they shouted his name loudly.

Alvin, who was in pain all over, vomited blood several times. When he fell down just now, he even bit a large piece of his tongue and could not speak clearly.

Alvin, who was lying on the ground, could only raise a thumbs up.

Tell them that you are still alive.

"Alvin! Run!"

Shandris's voice trembled, as if she had seen a ghost.

Alvin heard the fear in the shout and forced himself to get up. What he saw stunned him.

The violent dark tornado has now completely materialized.

It coiled in the air, twisting like a python, its pitch-black color like paint, and festering mucus dripping down, just like a rotten python, except it had no mouth and no eyes.

Fandral next to him struggled to kneel on the ground and kowtowed continuously, but his jaw was shattered and he couldn't speak, so he could only make "hmm" and "ah" sounds.

"That's great! There's so much food right after I woke up. It's really great."

A voice sounded in everyone's heart at the same time.