The Golden Soul of First Emperor Dazar looked very pained, clearly having gone through a struggle:
"Of course, I choose to submit. I've had enough of this dark and gloomy tomb, and I can't stand the hypocrisy of the Shadowlands. Someone like me is just a nobody in that world."
Murozond said regretfully, "It's not surprising. Most of the creatures in this world are weak, and those who resist risk being crushed to dust. So you're planning to side with Thrall? After all, he has the favor of the Elune."
First Emperor Dazar said quite naturally, "No one likes to be great; it means fighting against Destiny. If groveling can save my life, I'd be happy to kneel on the ground and lick his toes."
Having said that, First Emperor Dazar gave the four of them a deep look:
"No one knows of your arrival, and even Elune, is not omniscient. I know one thing very well: loyalty only leads to destruction. If you need me, I'm happy to interfere. Having lived for countless years, I know how to fool a god."
It is clear that First Emperor Dazar was a clever man who knew how to have his cake and eat it too.
Murozond carefully examined the Golden Soul of Dasa:
"Unfortunately, you need to take better care of yourself. This form easily arouses Thrall's greed, and predictably, he will try to devour your Golden Soul."
"Impossible, my soul is perfectly stable."
Realizing his rudeness, Dasa quickly softened his expression. "Soul fusion is the highest achievement of the Zandalari Empire; those Loa were created by us."
Robbie had a sudden thought.
There are many Legendary about the origin of the Loa, one of which is almost absurd: that the Loa were created by the Troll race.
Legendary in ancient times, the Troll race possessed unparalleled Soul Magic. They kept a large number of slaves and forced them to merge with the souls of animals, thus becoming the first Loa.
Murozond shook his head and said:
"Times have changed. The most prized Soul Magic of ancient times is worthless in the modern era. Those Loa, refined over tens of thousands of years and subjected to natural selection, are extremely stable, yet they still cannot escape Thrall's wrath. Your Golden Soul, composed of kings, is merely a delicacy in this era. Only by abandoning this flashy but impractical Golden Soul can you have a chance to become Thrall's teammate."
First Emperor Dazar pondered. Having long been accustomed to deceit and treachery, Dasa would not easily trust anyone, not even a Dragon King. In the end, Dasa made a decision.
"I believe the Golden Soul is incredibly sturdy, and I'm willing to test it on the spot. I have no intention of challenging a Dragon King; perhaps one of you can prove me wrong."
When it comes to understanding the soul, the Azeroth Scourge. Robbie had already seen through the Golden Soul of First Emperor Dazar, which was outwardly strong but inwardly weak, and found too many loopholes and flaws.
"Alright, I'll do it."
Robbie casually stepped forward. "This fight will be over soon."
First Emperor Dazar sneered, "Do you know what terrifying existence you are challenging? The ancient Zandalari Empire was once the master of this world. We created tens of thousands of Loa and countless Constructs. Even the Elune was wary of our magic."
"But compared to our most prized Soul Magic, these are nothing. My father commanded me to build the King's Rest, preparing nine hundred and ninety-nine morgues, because a prophecy circulated in Zandalar: 'When the King's Rest is filled with kings, the Troll race will Ascension to the Immortal Realm.'"
The so-called Ascension to the Immortal Realm refers to transforming into a pure energy being, thereby being free from disease and suffering, and no longer subject to the limitations of lifespan.
If Soul Magic were to develop further and reach a state of fusion with energy, the Troll race could leave Azeroth and enter the Void or other worlds, living on like gods.
A bright Holy Light appeared in Robbie's palm. First Emperor Dazar was slightly taken aback, but then laughed and said, "So this is where your faith lies. It's a pity you're disappointed. Apart from the Naaru, no one understands the Holy Light better than us."
First Emperor Dazar opened his arms, and countless faces of the Golden Soul opened their eyes almost simultaneously, emitting a terrifying howl, as if hundreds of people were shouting together:
"My loyal pets, rise again, fight for me."
First Emperor Dazar Huang, being a ruler, would not usually personally engage in battle.
Countless souls gathered around Dasa in the King's Rest; these were the martyrs of past kings. They howled and were drawn to the face on Dasa's soul.
Behind Dasa, the spirits of two enormous velociraptors appeared. First Emperor Dazar was the Legendary first velociraptor rider, an invincible Warrior. Of course, Legendary are always full of errors; he was more like a hunter who tamed the two velociraptors.
Guided by Dasa, countless sacrificial victims converged upon the two velociraptor spirits, merging together. The velociraptor spirits rapidly expanded, becoming monsters over twenty meters tall.
Robbie watched all this calmly, not in a hurry at all, until Dasa finished casting the spell. Two majestic velociraptor spirits stood behind him, their spirit bodies displaying countless numb faces.
"Look at my two adorable pets. They're just as ferocious as they were in life, and they love to feed on slaves. Human, it's not too late for you to surrender now."
Robbie gently clenched his fist, and the bright Holy Light in his palm shattered, turning into countless tiny specks of light that flew into the souls of the two velociraptors like Gale.
The two velociraptors stood there dumbfounded, unable to move no matter how Dasa tried to urge them. Robbie snapped his fingers, and the towering Dragon Soul shattered, disintegrating into countless souls of martyrs.
"What kind of magic is this?" Dasa asked in surprise.
Robbie explained, "It's nothing, just a simple application of Holy Light. I know the weaknesses of these soul creations inside and out; we've done many similar experiments."
"Experiment?"
Dasa felt a sense of unfamiliarity:
"Alright, human, you defeated my pet, but that proves nothing. My Golden Soul is composed of hundreds of monarch souls, making it incredibly sturdy."
Robbie said seriously:
"Perhaps Thrall can't do anything to you, but don't forget Elune. I'm sure Elune has also borrowed our technology. I'll show you just how fragile the Golden Soul is."
Robbie crushed another ball of Holy Light. This time, Dasa was prepared; his body was enveloped in a layer of golden light, which was also Power of the Holy Light.
However, Robbie's Holy Light contained corrupted energy, derived from Nefarian's research on Corrupted Holy Light. The Holy Light protecting Dasa was immediately corroded and riddled with holes, and countless Holy Light pierced into his soul.
First Emperor Dazar let out a painful roar.
Murozond murmured, "It has finally appeared. The truth hidden in countless dark histories, countless lies intertwined, the memories stripped from countless Loa."
Robbie frowned and snapped his fingers lightly.
First Emperor Dazar clutched his head in anguish, and his Golden Soul shattered, disintegrating into hundreds of crowned Troll king souls, with only the soul hidden in the center being different.
It was a white-haired man wearing a tall crown, a head taller than humans, with long ears, delicate features, and a handsome appearance. He did not have the fangs of Troll, and his hands and feet had five fingers.
More like Night Elf.