Following Wrathion's orders, Gallywix scrambled to get to work, with the Bilgewater Cartel spreading rumors and presenting seemingly plausible evidence that Mount Kajaro was about to erupt.
The news spread throughout Azeroth and among the Goblin race.
The Goblins are going absolutely crazy.
A few years Kezan Isles erupted, and a few days ago, the Cataclysm, with volcanoes erupting one after another across Azeroth. The Goblins who arrived first made a fortune.
The greedy Goblins' pursuit of gold coins is so intense that it far outweighs their fear of death.
Gadgetzan, Booty Bay, Ratchet, Venture Company., and other cities all dispatched adventure teams, along with greedy Pirates, cunning Trolls, and Troggs, who all rushed to the scene upon hearing the news.
The news of the Badlands three thousand Kor'kron elite troops in the Barrens reached Orgrimmar, Warchief Garrosh, who summoned his trusted general Nazgrim to discuss the matter.
Garrosh revealed his true, ferocious nature and roared arrogantly:
"Damn Varian, ungrateful Jaina, they actually attacked my people! The Orcs have saved Azeroth time and time again. Without the powerful Orcs, they would have been wiped out by the Burning Legion long ago. These ungrateful bastards, I will destroy them!"
General Nazgrim, slightly worried, cautiously asked, "Warchief, are you preparing to wage war against Stormwind City and Theramore?"
Garrosh rose from his chieftain's throne, waving his arms and roaring:
"I will wage war not only against Stormwind City and Theramore, but also against the entire Alliance, against the Tauren and the Forsaken. Only Orcs deserve to live in Azeroth; all other races deserve to die. I will purify Azeroth; this is my destiny, and no one can stop me."
Nazgrim was filled with unease. Although the Warchief trusted him, he remained cautious and advised in a low voice, "Warchief, the New Horde is not yet ready."
The so-called "New Horde" refers to a series of reforms implemented by the Orgrimmar Orcs under the guidance of a mysterious entity.
This includes new soldier training methods, the creation of advanced weapons and armor, strengthening the defenses of Orgrimmar, and plundering the Orcs for food, minerals, and other necessities from lower races.
The ultimate goal of the "New Horde" is to expand outwards and purify Azeroth, but this will take time to prepare.
Garrosh's face contorted with rage. "I can't wait any longer! My anger burns fiercely in my chest, and my determination for revenge drives me to see the flames of war engulf all of Azeroth."
Nazgrim dared not contradict him directly, so he rolled his eyes and said tactfully:
"Warchief, according to the latest intelligence, the Earthen Ring is active in the Kezan Isles. One hundred Shaman have gathered at Mount Kajaro, led by the Harbinger Wrathion. Rumor has it that the volcano is about to erupt."
As if doused with cold water, Garrosh quickly calmed down. Thrall, the Savior, was always a thorn in his side. He roared anxiously, "Damn it, this must be Thrall's conspiracy!"
Nazgrim secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said in cooperation, "Warchief, no matter what schemes Thrall may have, his ultimate goal is to reclaim Orgrimmar."
Garrosh nodded, his face grim, and said:
"Years ago, the Goblins of Kezan Isles were all Thrall's slaves. Hmph, Thrall's dream of regaining his Warchief through the Warchief Goblin utterly delusional. I will personally extinguish his dream. Nazgrim, send a fleet to blockade Kezan Isles. Slaughter every ship entering or leaving Kezan Isles without mercy, leave no one alive. Turn the crew into Tough Jerky to replenish Orgrimmar's food reserves. Remember, stay as far away as possible from Wrathion the Harbinger, and avoid conflict with him."
Garrosh's plan thwarted Wrathion's expectations.
Ships from all over Azeroth were intercepted by the Horde fleet as soon as they approached the Kezan Isles, and then disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed.
Gallywix, belly protruding, rolled like a ball in front of Wrathion:
"My lord, something terrible has happened! The Orcs fleet has sealed off the Kezan Isles and slaughtered all passing ships. Garrosh definitely wants to monopolize the precious gems of Mount Kajaro."
Wrathion's lips curled up, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and he chuckled, "The game is getting more and more interesting."
Gallywix said uncertainly:
"To destroy Garrosh's fleet? The Bilgewater Cartel has secretly built several airships. The Orcs warships are cumbersome; all we need to do is drop bombs from above, and who knows what will happen? I think it should be fine."
Wrathion gently shook his head:
"No, no, Garrosh's actions are exactly what I wanted. The people of Azeroth, like moths to a flame, perished tragically at the hands of the Orcs fleet, reduced to ashes. How could I bear to disturb such a beautiful moment? It's just that the allure of Mount Kajaro isn't enough."
Under Wrathion's direction, one hundred Earthen Ring Shaman cast spells day and night, making the elements of Mount Kajaro incredibly active. Deep ravines appeared in the long-solidified crater, and even churning Lava could be seen.
Wrathion pondered for a moment, then instructed, "Little Goblin, spread the word that a Titans city lies hidden beneath Mount Kajaro, concealing a tremendous secret."
Gallywix's eyes gleamed, and he grinned slyly, "I like lies."
Wrathion took out a Scrying Gem, wove an illusion into it, and sealed it within. He handed it to Gallywix: "Clever little Goblin, you know what to do. If you're going to put on an act, do it properly. Don't arouse suspicion. I can't wait to see a grand spectacle."
Gallywix happily accepted the Scrying Gem, his little eyes Liuliu around excitedly.
New rumors about Mount Kajaro have spread throughout Azeroth: that a complete Titans city lies hidden within the volcano, and that Thrall, the Savior, is directing the Shaman of the Earthen Ring to excavate it. If successful, Thrall will become the King of Azeroth, and both the Alliance and the Horde will grovel at his feet.
Rumors spread rapidly among the people, with many insisting that the city of Titans truly existed.
But the bigwigs didn't believe it. The Goblin trade kings scoffed at it, King Varian just shook his head with a smile, and even the Recklessness Garrosh was unconvinced.
Not long after, news arrived that a high-ranking member of the Bilgewater Cartel had betrayed the company, escaping countless assassination attempts to reach Booty Bay. It was said that he was seeking revenge against Gallywix and was preparing to release a major piece of information about Mount Kajaro.
The appointed day arrived, and the banks in Booty Bay were packed with people, attracting almost all of Azeroth's media. Everyone eagerly awaited the arrival of the traitor.
At noon, when the sun was at its hottest, under the heavy protection of the Goblin Booty Bay, a seemingly honest Goblin stepped forward, stood on the high platform, and loudly announced:
"My esteemed media friends, thank you for attending my press conference. I am Mondo Wanjin, brother of Carl Vanjin, the Goblin tricycle seller in Orgrimmar, and a senior manager of the Rustwater Cartel. That damned Gallywix stole my wife and abducted my favorite sister-in-law; I will make him pay."
Mondo Wanjin produced a Scrying Gem and shrieked, "Let the truth be revealed, for the sake of Azeroth!"