Lin Yue returned to Brill early in the morning, and then specially found a huge beast carriage, removed the wheels, and sealed all the windows. He put all the slaves into the carriage, and when Lin looked at the carriage without wheels, he couldn't help but ask, "Where are we going?"

"If I don't tell, don't ask, it's not good for you to know too much. Lin Yue said lightly.

Lin Yi closed his mouth knowingly and got into the carriage. After everyone was seated, Lin Yue had the carriage tied up with many wrist-thick ropes, and then tied to Sindagosa, who had changed into a dragon shape. Because there were too many people, Sindagosa couldn't teleport all at once, and Lin Yue didn't want these slaves to know about Sindagosa's existence for the time being.

As soon as he was ready, Sindagosa flew into the blue sky with a large carriage and Lin Yue on his back. A few of the younger ones let out exclamations during takeoff, but soon the bumps disappeared. The people of the whole carriage did not know that they had flown in the sky, and they all guessed where they were going.

"What is the method of controlling people's hearts that you said before?" asked Lin Yue, who was sitting on the back of the dragon.

"There are more evil ones, and there are others, but I think there's a pact that fits better. Sindagosa said.

As they spoke, Sindagosa covered the carriage with a layer of energy, and the people inside the carriage could not hear the slightest sound of talk or wind coming from outside.

"What contract?"

"A contract that the dragon clan used to control some lower races can also be used on humans. After signing the contract, as long as they have the slightest idea of wanting to harm you. You'll be able to sense it. And then. You want them to die. They will die instantly, without the slightest chance of survival. Sindagosa explained to Lin Yue.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Yue felt that this kind of contract was indeed more suitable for him to control these slaves. "How do I sign a contract?"

"One circle, one drop of blood per person, one spell is enough. ”

"Okay, let them sign the contract before the Awakening Ritual. Lin Yue said.

It was a long distance to fly from Brill to Orgrimmar, and Lin Yue continued to do his favorite thing on the road, reading books.

Kil'Gardan sent the cold vessel containing the soul of the Gurgar back to the world of Azeroth. Hard crystals streak across the night sky. Crashed into the desolate and cold continent of Northrend, buried in the bottomless Ice Crown Glacier. The ice shell that trapped Gugar's soul was twisted by the tremendous energy it erupted from its impact on the surface, forming a throne to which Gugar's vengeful soul was attached.

Gugar began to unleash his mind in the realm of the Frozen Throne and came into contact with the minds of the natives of Northrend. He easily controls the minds of many local creatures, such as ice trolls and ferocious snow monsters, and shrouds them in his ever-expanding shadow. Discovering that his psychic power was almost limitless, Gugar used it to build a small army and garrison them in the labyrinth of the Ice Crown. Under the watchful eye of the Dreadlord, the Lich King controls his increasingly powerful forces and discovers a human settlement on the edge of the Dragonbone Wasteland. Gugar decides to test his strength with these unsuspecting humans.

Gurgar unleashed a plague of the undead from the depths of the Frozen Throne into the cold wasteland. He used his will to control the plague of the undead. Introduce it into the human village. In less than three days, all the humans in the village died. Then in a very short time, these dead villagers turned into zombies. Gugar could feel the soul and mind of each of them as if it were his own. The wails that echoed in his head made him stronger, as if their souls were his much-needed nourishment. He found it easy to control the zombies' actions and assign them to do anything.

Over the next few months, Gugar continued to command his plague to sweep through every human settlement on the continent of Northrend. As his army of the undead grows stronger, he knows that the true trial is coming.

At the same time, on the southern continent, whose tranquility has long been shattered by war, the remnants of the torn orcs are engaged in an uphill battle for survival. While Grom, Hellroar and his Warsong clan escaped capture, Deatheye and his Bloodhole clan were imprisoned in Lordaeron's captive camp. They staged a riot, but the guards of the shelter quickly took back control from the orcs.

Despite this, unbeknownst to the Alliance's scouts, a powerful orc force still dominates the wilderness north of Kazmodan. The chief of the Dragonthroat Clan, the notorious Warlock Nexus uses an ancient artifact known as the "Demon Souls" to control the Red Dragon Queen Alexstasa and her Red Dragon Clan. With the Red Dragon Queen in charge, Necruz has built a secret army in the abandoned Brute Hammer Fortress of Grimbaatar. He plans to use his forces and the mighty Red Dragons to wage a new war against the Alliance, thus reuniting the scattered orc tribes and continuing their campaign of conquest of Azeroth. However, his plan was not realized, and a team led by the human mage Ronin destroyed the Demon Souls and freed the Red Dragon Queen Alexstasa from the control of Nexus Cruise.

Enraged, the Red Dragon completely destroyed the fortress of Grimbaatar, burning most of the remnants of the Dragonmaw Clan to ashes. When the Coalition threw the surviving orcs into a captive camp, Nexus Cruise's plan went bankrupt. The defeat of the Dragonthroat Clan marks the end of the orc tribe and the complete end of the orc rage and bloodlust.

A few months later, more orc prisoners were thrown into the shelter. As shelters filled up, the Coalition had to build new ones on the plains south of the Otrac Mountains. In order to better maintain and supply the growing number of shelters, King Terenus of the Kingdom of Lordaeron imposed new taxes on all members of the Alliance. This new tax and an escalating border dispute have left the alliance in a state of extreme instability. By all accounts, those treaties concluded during the darkest and most difficult period of the human kingdom could be torn up at any time.

At the same time as the political riots, many of the shelter's guards began to notice a confusing change in their orc prisoners. The orcs tried to escape from prison, and even their internal brawls were greatly reduced, and the orcs became more and more apathetic and lethargic. While it's hard to believe, the orcs, once the most aggressive race on the continent of Azeroth, are beginning to lose their fighting power. This strange phenomenon baffles the leaders of the Alliance and continues to affect these sharply weakened orcs.

Some believe that it was a strange disease that only infected orcs that made orcs look so lethargic. But Dalaran's mentor Antonidas came up with another hypothesis, and after studying all the orc history he could know, Antonidas discovered that orcs had been affected by demonic powers for hundreds of years. He believes that the orcs had been lured and fallen by demonic power long before the first invasion of Azeroth. It is clear that the demons poisoned the blood of the orcs, and in exchange, they gave the orcs extraordinary strength, stamina, and aggression.

Antonidas believed that the orcs' unusual lethargy was not a disease, but a consequence of the subsiding of the demonic spells that had made them terrible, bloodthirsty for a long time. While this symptom was obvious, Antonidas was unable to find a cure for the orc's current condition, and many of his apprentices and some prominent Alliance leaders considered it risky to find a cure for the orcs. After carefully examining the current mysterious state of the orcs, Antonidas decided that the only way to cure the orcs was through the power of the guò spirit. (To be continued......)

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