Over the years, the group, though initially composed only of minotaurs, has begun to embrace orcs, and their proportion has increased. Both races make up half of each.

Although the members of the Earth Ring have not been particularly active in the past years, the third battle of the Dark Gate, because of the invasion of Akmund, weakened the dimensional barriers of the entire world of Azeroth, and the activities of the elementals are increasing. In fact, the Ring of the Earth has never been more important. The members of this group worked hard to calm the elementals to ensure that they did not cause further trouble for Azeroth.

Today, it is the Ring of the Earth that has raised a serious alarm that the elementals are likely to invade Azeroth, attacking all the large sapient colonies.

This is not alarmist, as patrols have been reporting a steady stream of fire elemental creatures that have never been seen in Durontar wandering aimlessly from time to time. They attack livestock and villages, as well as passing travelers.

If that's the case, it's not worth being so nervous.

Woking found Sal and said nervously, "There's something you'd better see for yourself." Not far away, inside Orgrimmar. ”

Led by Woking, Thrall led Varok and a few guards to sneak into the Dark Alley area.

"Great Chief, ...... here" beckoned to Thrall one of the few orc thieves in the tribe, whom Thrall recognized, Godard who usually worked as a thief trainer in Orgrimmar. Not far from Godard is the goblin thief Vessy.

Led by Godard, Thrall stepped onto a rough, thick roof.

The Tribe's houses, though not aesthetically preservation, are as sturdy as those of the Alliance's forts. A group of people walked on top of the wooden house, and at most they heard the sound of "squeak, squeak". In the natural valley of the dark alley area, the strong wind that pours into the valley always blows all kinds of sounds from the wooden houses.

Vicsi's hand pointed downward.

It wasn't too difficult, and Thrall noticed a troll in a strange dark blue robe, giving a lecture in a corner of the alley, and dozens of orcs, trolls, and even the rare Forsaken were listening to the troll.

"The earth is already angry! The supreme god of the ancients will respond most resolutely to the provocations of mortals. The fire elemental hovering outside Orgrimmar is the best sign. ”

One of the residents of Orgrimmar shouted, "I don't want to die!"

The man known as the Doomser said in a deep, demagogic voice: "Listen carefully, O people of Orgrimmar, we have been deceived for too long. I ask you to open your eyes and see the truth!"

At this, he raised his arms in the air, "Brothers and sisters, the end of the world will come! Azeroth will cease to exist—"

With his shout, there was a faint flame rising on his arms, and the surrounding residents were taken aback, and subconsciously took two steps back, only to find that the flames did not cause any harm to the doomssayers.

It was as if the flames had become a part of his body.

You know, even a mage can't really let the flames flow on his skin, but this person can.

The voice of the Doomssayer grew louder and louder: "The flames will engulf the world, the storm will sweep away all hope, and finally the elementals will rule all!"

One of the orcs had the audacity to ask, "Why should we believe you?"

The Doomser pointed his fingers at the orc with his sharp-edged nails, a fanatical expression on his face: "Soon—you will see the signs I said! ”

He raised his hands again: "Leave behind the life of war and hard labor, be reborn in the elements, and then take your rightful place in the new world!"

When the guy below said this, Varok couldn't help it: "Big Chief, I'm going down to arrest and hang this guy!"

"Big Chief, let's do it, we've found quite a few of them. Let them mess around, and Orgrimmar will be in a panic. Godard muttered.

Thrall waved his hand and stopped his most loyal companions and subordinates: "Monitor and find out all the 'Doomsday cultists' first!"

"Do as you command!" Sal's men said in unison.

Sal returned to Wisdom Valley, looking a little lonely, looking at Woke King beside him, and suddenly said, "There are no less such guys in the alliance, right?"

"Not a lot, but useless!" Woking said.

Thrall shuddered, and he felt a deep sense of powerlessness and guilt.

Whether it is a country or an organization, the more turbulent it is, the easier it is for cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods to come out and make waves.

The damned Doomsday cult can thrive among the tribe, and this has a lot to do with the tribe's poor economic situation. People live in dire straits, and it is natural that they will be poor and think about change.

"Am I, the Great Chief, terrible?" Sal asked Wooding, as if out of nowhere.

"No! there is no such thing!" Wojin said categorically, he sensed the bad signs, and he immediately realized that he had to nip Thrall's bad idea in the bud: "No, Great Chief, Thrall! there will be no one more suitable to be a Great Chief than you." It's not my own idea, if you ask most of the tribesmen, they love you! The current situation of the tribe is not your fault!"

"Then tell me, why is the gap between the Alliance and the Horde widening?" Thrall looked at the obscure sky a little dazed.

Woking was tempted to lie, and he realized that even a white lie would have no effect on the sensible and rational Great Chief, and he was dejected: "That...... Is that...... Coalition leader Duke Marcus ...... It's an exaggeration. Probably no one else would have achieved such results. ”

"Really, it's not that I'm not good, it's that Duke is better!" Sal's mouth was full of bitterness, more of a surprise for himself, for the future of the tribe.

Wojin is right, there are also many Twilight cultists in the Alliance.

They avoided the main city of the alliance and spoke in various towns and villages.

There were quite a few people listening, and some even smiled at them. But there is always an indescribable meaning in every smile, and there is no ill intention, but it always feels like people are looking at a group of worthless dead people......

Most of the Twilight believers shivered inexplicably, and the natural frenzy and excitement in their bodies quickly cooled in this gaze.

They suddenly had a hunch that they might not be able to simply stir up chaos and recruit believers in the alliance......