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

"Great Chieftain Rend has sent me to persuade you to abandon Grim Batol and return to the true Horde. We can work together, relying on the Red Dragon Riders, to defeat the Alliance and other orc clans in this world."

Nekros sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"That seems like a good suggestion, but my chief, Zuluhed, asked me to defend this place before he left. I believe he will return. Unfortunately, we cannot abandon this fort."

Alvin shook his head and said firmly, "Zuluhed can't come back."

"I'm afraid you don't know yet. The Dark Portal has been closed, but a spatial rift has remained. Not long ago, the Death Knight Talon Gorefiend visited Blackrock Mountain. We have learned about the situation in Draenor."

Nikelus's green face frowned, he didn't know this news yet.

"You mean Blood Demon has contacted Red? What does he want to do? When will he come to support us?"

"Patience, orc, I will tell you what you want to know."

Alvin said in a pretentiously deep voice.

"In Draenor, Ner'zhul was elected to take power again, but he did not come to rescue us and bring us back to Draenor in the first place."

"He only wants to open more portals and take away all those who obey him. Others who disobey him will fend for themselves. And you just said that Zuluhed, the chieftain of the Dragon Roar Clan, has pledged allegiance to Ner'zhul. They will all follow Ner'zhul to other worlds. The rest of us are abandoned and abandoned! Do you understand?"

After hearing this, Nikelus's face turned gloomy.

It's not that he hasn't thought about it. Ever since Orgrim Doomhammer's defeat, he has been wondering why he was guarding here. Someone with ability should come out to lead everyone out of the predicament, instead of fighting here like a trapped beast and eventually being exhausted to death by the Alliance.

"So, as abandoned orphans, we must unite! Rend Blackhand, as the Great Chieftain of the Orthodox Tribe, is contacting the orcs scattered throughout the world. I can tell you that we have contacted the Warsong Clan and the Frostwolf Clan in the north of the continent, and they have sworn allegiance to Rend!"

"Ah? Frostwolves? Their old blind Drek'Thar has pledged allegiance to you?"

"Exactly! Because he's smart and knows that his clan can only survive if he relies on the strong!"

From now on, Alvin can do whatever he wants to trick the silly boy.

"So, what's your answer? Orc?"

Alvin lowered his voice, his tone seemed threatening and somewhat seductive.

After a moment of silence, Nikelus nodded helplessly.

"Okay, I agree."

"A wise choice!" Alvin thought to himself, if he was really an orc, it seemed that Red Blackhand should award him a big "Orc Unity Medal"!

Alvin breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Next, there's one more thing."

His eyes rolled around.

"I need to understand the strength of the Dragonmaw Clan on behalf of the Great Chief! So, show me the power you have always claimed for!"

Nekros readily agreed, smiling proudly.

"Then let the Chieftain's Eye see just how powerful the Dragon Roar Orcs are."

He slowly stood up from the throne and walked towards the bottom of the city with Alvin.

They walked through a dark corridor. The walls were covered with rusty chains and shackles, and the air was filled with the smell of decay.

The further down the road you go, the more humid the air becomes and the higher the temperature becomes.

The space gradually became larger, but it seemed extremely depressing.

Alvin saw many red dragons imprisoned in iron cages, their bodies covered with scars, and some were even dying.

The orcs whipped the dragons cruelly, laughing triumphantly.

Nikelus took Alvin and continued forward, eventually arriving at the lowest hall in the city.

"This was originally the dwarfs' city hall, but now we've transformed it into a prison."

The orc laughed cruelly, seeming very satisfied with his masterpiece.

The hall was surrounded by huge iron fences and huge caltrops were erected around it, as if to prevent huge beasts from going crazy.

There were some dried bloodstains hanging on the caltrops, making them look particularly terrifying.

The hall was enclosed by a huge stone door, which was so huge that it looked as high as several stories.

Alvin really couldn't understand why such a big door was built given the dwarf's height.

Nikelus clapped his hands, and several soldiers came forward, shouting slogans and pulling the stone door.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, la la la la",

The huge stone door slowly opened to both sides, and a scorching breath rushed in from inside the door, making it difficult for Alvin to open his eyes.

"Please take a look at the strength of the Dragon Roar Orcs."

Nekros said with a sly grin.

Alvin walked in and was shocked by the scene before him and was speechless.

In front of me is a very spacious hall with a huge round roof and an area as large as several basketball courts.

But the hall seemed very crowded, because in the center of it lay a huge red dragon, which could not even lift its head, because if she raised her head, she would hit the ceiling.

The red dragon was wrapped in heavy shackles, and its bright red scales gleamed faintly in the dim light.

Its horns were huge and majestic, but at this moment they seemed extremely heavy.

The red dragon opened its eyes and let out a low roar, which made Alvin and Nikelus' brains dizzy.

Alvin's body was shaky, and he barely managed to avoid falling by using his broken staff to support himself.

Nekros took out a golden disc from his arms and began to chant a spell.

The disc emitted a dazzling light, and the red dragon crawled on the ground in pain in the light, letting out a shrill wail.

Nikelus laughed heartily, feeling extremely proud.

"See? This is our power! The power of the tribe!"

He was very pleased with Alvin's reaction.

Then he walked to the side and opened another cage.

It was filled with red dragon eggs, each of which was half the size of a human body. The eggshell was covered with fine scales and sparkled with red light.

Nekros pointed at the dragon eggs and said proudly, "These dragon eggs are the future of the tribe!"

"When they successfully hatch, the dragonlets will become our powerful weapons of war!"

"It's really hard to imagine."

Alvin said in shock.

He had seen many giant dragons, including the black dragon Onyxia and Deathwing, both of whom were extremely huge.

However, the red dragon in front of him was even larger than the father of the black dragon.

Nikelus proudly introduced the origin of the red guardian dragon to Alvin, with fanatical glint in his eyes.

"This is the red guardian dragon Alexstrasza!"

"She is the queen of her kind! As long as we control her, we can get the entire Red Dragon Legion!"

"She only needs to keep laying eggs to produce a steady supply of red dragons for the tribe to use as weapons."