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

The effect of mind control was very good. When Alvin came to his senses, he had successfully controlled the ogre.

He stood up and looked at the group of people hiding behind the house, and found himself frozen in place, still maintaining a funny posture with his hands raised to guide mind control.

The little red dragon and Saberian beside him waved to him.

Alvin nodded and turned to walk into the cave.

Controlling the ogre felt similar to controlling the troll, like playing a first-person perspective game, which Alvin was already very familiar with.

Moreover, the controlled ogre was still asleep and was controlled unknowingly. Even if he woke up and found that he was no longer in his original position, he would probably just think that he was sleepwalking.

The space in the cave was very large, as big as a football field, but the stench was unbearable. The fishy smell of wild beasts filled the air and condensed into balls, unable to dissipate at all.

Alvin suppressed the urge to vomit, raised his arms, covered his nose and walked quickly forward. There were no patrolling guards in the cave, only a few ogres, who were lying on the ground and sleeping. Alvin noticed that the ogres here were basically two-headed ogres. It was said that the intelligence and physical strength of two-headed ogres were much higher than those of one-headed ogres. It seemed that this place was indeed unusual.

The entire cave retains its most original appearance. The front half of the wall should be naturally formed, but the back half is obviously different. There are obvious traces of excavation on the surrounding walls. It seems that someone deliberately expanded the internal space of the cave.

The route was exactly the same as Alvin remembered. Soon a circular hall appeared in front of him. A huge beast skeleton was hung on the roof. Some candles were lit on the skeleton, casting its shadow on the ground, which looked hazy and extremely weird.

Seeing this, Alvin hurriedly leaned against the wall and slowly moved forward from the shadows until he could see the whole picture of the hall.

In the dim candlelight, four two-headed ogres were surrounding a magic circle and casting strange magic.

Behind them stood an even taller one-eyed ogre. Although he only had one head, it was obvious that he was the boss among them.

He looked fierce, his figure closer to that of a Gronn than an ogre, with dragon-bone-like spikes growing out of his back. He wore asymmetrical shoulder armor that only lasted on one side, and was leaning on a black warhammer in both hands, staring intently at several magicians casting spells.

"Hurry up! Stupid guys! Ner'zhul is still waiting for us to hatch these black dragon eggs! As long as these dragon eggs are hatched and belong to us, the Alliance will not be our opponent, hehehe."

"But my king, Gruul, the King of the Gronn, will not let us go. He will eat us all!"

"Fool! As long as we have these dragons, Gruul will have no choice but to obey the Horde! The reason that big fool can hold his own against the black dragons is because they don't know we've hidden these dragon eggs here. As long as we use magic to hatch these dragon eggs, Gruul will be useless! In the end, there will be only one winner, the Horde!"

"Your Majesty, you are so clever!"

"Stop talking nonsense and get to work! We don't have much time, these dragon eggs must hatch as soon as possible!"

The tall ogre called the King roared and smashed the hammer in his hand to the ground, shaking the candles above his head. Dust fell from the dragon bones and fell on everyone, but the mages were busy casting spells and no one dared to leave their post.

There’s also an unexpected bonus!

Alvin thought, it turns out that these ogres are also loyal to Ner'zhul. That so-called king is obviously a spy of the tribe. No wonder they sent the dragon eggs here. It turns out that they wanted to rely on the power of the Gronn to delay time so that they can hatch these dragon eggs into the tribe's war machines!

But can dragon eggs hatch normally in Draenor? Will strange monsters, like a Void Drake, grow out of them?

In short, there is no time to lose. We have already obtained the information we wanted. Now we should hurry back and report to Saberian!

"Who is it?! The guy in the shadows, come out!"

A deafening roar rang out, startling Alvin. Then a black shadow flashed, and the huge ogre ran over with a warhammer in his hand. He instantly stood in front of Alvin, looking down at him.

"...Ogre? What are you doing here?"

The ogre called the King put down his hammer when he saw that it was an ogre.

"Great, great king..."

Alvin's mind raced, trying to come up with a suitable response.

"I wanted to see if anyone needed a midnight snack!"

"Night snack?"

The ogre stared at Alvin, his single eye gleaming with brilliance, as if trying to penetrate Alvin's mind. Alvin tried his best to keep his expression clear, grinning and drooling... He remembered someone told him that when you want to pretend to be an ogre, don't be restrained, the more stupid you act, the better!

As expected, the king laughed heartily.

"Very good! Ogre, you are very thoughtful. Go and get something to eat. We will not sleep tonight!"

"Ah yes!"

After saying this, Alvin turned around and crawled away, looking more like an ogre than an ogre, leaving only the king's laughter behind him.

There is no danger!

Alvin swallowed and didn't wait to run to the door. He just turned a corner in the cave and got out of the sight of the Ogre King. Then Alvin lifted the mind control magic.

"what!"

He cried out in surprise, and when he came to his senses he found himself falling backwards, and was then supported by Akalitasa.

"Brother Alvin, what happened?"

"It's okay, it's okay, there's good news! The dragon eggs are inside! But those ogre mages are from the tribe. They are using Gronnra to buy time while they conduct a terrible magical experiment. They are using the warlock's vicious spells to hatch the dragon eggs, hoping to train the young dragons into weapons of war for the tribe. We must act immediately!"

"what?!"

When Saberian heard what Alvin said, his hair and beard stood up in anger, and a pair of leopard eyes stared at him on his black face, making him look like Zhang Fei from another world.

The Black Dragon Squad behind him was also angry and ready to take action.

"Let's go! These are tribes. Let's destroy them all!"

Alvin took a few breaths and finally recovered. He didn't dare to delay and immediately prepared to take action.

"Leave it to us. The rest is the work of the Black Dragon Legion. You can take a rest."

Saberian held Alvin down.

"Let your red dragon take care of you. The scene inside will be very tragic later. I think it's better for you not to see it."

He gritted his teeth and spoke solemnly to Alvin.

Seeing that the Black Dragon Prince was so persistent, Alvin stopped talking and sat down obediently.

"It's very spacious inside. You can do whatever you want. But don't make too much noise. Get the dragon egg back first."

"rest assured,"

Saberian nodded, "Let's go!"

After saying that, he spat on the ground, shook his head, turned around and walked into the cave. His younger brothers also followed their boss and walked in a row.

It looked like a gang showdown in a Western.

As he passed another sleeping ogre at the door, Saberian didn't even turn his head, but just raised a finger.

The ogre, who was dreaming sweetly, suddenly caught fire and turned into ashes in just a few seconds, without even having time to let out a howl.