The golden coffin opened, revealing the First Emperor's physical body inside, along with two velociraptors buried with him.
The physical body of the First Emperor Dazar was very different from that of the modern Zandalari Trolls. For example, he had five fingers on his hands and feet, and his skin was as white as jade. Although he had two fangs, they were not large or sharp. His face looked somewhat handsome and not ferocious.
Despite the passage of countless years, Dasa's body remained completely intact, as if in a deep slumber.
Hagara the Stormbinder, looked on in surprise, while Dasa sneered:
"What do you think my physical body should look like? A mummy with all its internal organs removed, filled with spices, and wrapped in bandages? Real mummies are infused with Raw Magic."
"What is Raw Magic?" Hagara asked, his curiosity returning.
Dasa explained:
"Magic is compressed into a liquid, which requires extremely advanced technology and is difficult to explain to you. You must have heard of the Well of Eternity; that is the crudest natural Raw Magic."
Hagara seemed to understand, but he felt that Dasa's vast knowledge was unparalleled in his life, and his heart was filled with admiration.
Mulgore shook his head inwardly; Dasa was starting to play coy again.
Dasa's Golden Soul gradually shrank, becoming almost identical to his physical body. His soul merged with his body, and the two velociraptors returned to his body.
The resurrected Dasa rose from the coffin, draped in a golden robe and wearing a tall crown. He affectionately stroked the two velociraptors and waved his hand, saying:
"Please come with me, everyone, so I can show you my collection."
Anachronos helped Thrall heal his wounds, and both of them, though their anger remained hidden, followed at the back of the group.
Ascending the spiral staircase, the group arrived at the Booty Bay vault hidden deep within the Tomb of Kings.
The massive stone gate slowly opened, revealing a mountain of treasure before everyone, the bright light so dazzling that they could hardly open their eyes.
Anachronos was a connoisseur; he saw countless Magic Gems, many of which were precious gems carelessly discarded, each one priceless. The invaluable Sands of Time were as plentiful as sand here.
Thrall, however, noticed the powerful weapons; the Doomhammer was merely junk here.
Hagara the Stormbinder, however, was focused on the thick spellbooks, those legendary spellbooks whose names he had only heard of, which were piled up here like waste paper.
Elemental Lords Morchok was filled with rage as he saw countless elemental cores.
The Elemental Cores are derived from the cores of Elemental Lords. Judging from their quality and size, these Elemental were extremely powerful in life, with Morchok being only the weakest among them.
Unfortunately, these treasures were shrouded in a layer of light, making them inaccessible to others.
Dasa casually grabbed a handful of Magic Gems and said indifferently:
"I have many more treasure troves like these. In the ancient Zandalari Empire, these are nothing special; even ordinary people have a lot of them."
Here we go again, here we go again.
Mulgore chuckled inwardly. He had a vague idea that most of the treasure here was an illusion, a little-known secret among kings.
Under the greedy yet admiring gazes of the crowd, Dasa left the treasury with a bored expression and returned to his throne, acting as if he were the leader of the group.
"I still have a lot to do, and I hope this adventure won't take up too much time."
Hagara asked with interest, "Will you become the King Zandalar again?"
Dasa sneered:
"Compared to the ancient Zandalari Empire, the current Zandalari Trolls are as savage and ignorant as monkeys in the forest. I have no intention of becoming the monkey king; I have a greater ideal in my heart."
A true king must always conceal his ambition.
Anachronos said very reluctantly:
"This is a mission given to us by the Elune. We need to delve into the Hour of Twilight and retrieve something from the Twilight's Hammer cultists. The Hour of Twilight is a small and extremely dangerous world. Archbishop Benedictus is exceptionally powerful; I'm afraid none of us are his match."
Dasa said nonchalantly, "Simple. I will open the Historical Passage, and the Invincible magical forces of the Ancient Zandalari Empire will see the light of day again. Although it will only last for three hours, I believe that will be enough to wipe out that small world."
"What is Historical Passage? I have absolutely no idea."
Anachronos was filled with awe.
Since Emperor Dazar's resurrection, the various abilities he has displayed have been beyond Anachronos's comprehension.
"Alright, let's begin our adventure immediately." Thrall just wanted to end this unpleasant adventure as soon as possible, and ideally never see First Emperor Dazar again.
Anachronos opened Portal, sending everyone back to the Caverns of Time. Then, together with the other Bronze Dragonflight, he opened a passage to the Hour of Twilight world.
One cannot directly enter the Hour of Twilight from the Caverns of Time; one must traverse multiple Timelines. To maintain maximum secrecy, Anachronos chose a circuitous path, passing through more than a dozen dark worlds before finally arriving at the Hour of Twilight.
In a dark Timeline, Azeroth was invaded by Void Creatures, leaving the land ravaged and filled with dark, corrosive energy.
Anachronos guided the group on a difficult journey, as they needed to evade dark energy and find the next secret Portal to directly enter the Hour of Twilight.
This world was dark and cold, with very few places to rest. Anachronos led the group to a campsite, where they set up tents to rest.
Privately, Thrall sought out Hagara the Stormbinder and Morchok the Elemental Lords to discuss the matter.
"First Emperor Dazar plotted to destroy Azeroth; he must die. I hope you can help me. In return, I promise to abolish the Enslavement Scroll."
Hagara scratched his head and said, "But I'm no match for Dasa unless I can steal his Wind-Settling Pearl."
Morchok said in a low voice, "I can't do anything about his exile."
Thrall said sinisterly:
"Anachronos will guide us through a dark Altar the inhabitants of this world once used to summon Evil creatures. A great being has made contact with me and descended through this Altar. First Emperor Dazar will become his physical form. There is only one thing you need to do: when the shadow of the Altar tracks you, you must run towards First Emperor Dazar."
Seeing the two hesitate, Thrall warned, "If you refuse to run to Dasa, your shadow will descend through your bodies, and your souls will be devoured."
In order to save their own lives and to escape slavery, Hagara and Morchok nodded in agreement.
After resting, Anachronos led the way.
Before long, a pyramid-shaped building stood before them, appearing as if it had been soaked in blood, displaying an eerie crimson hue.
Anachronos stood before the pyramid and said meaningfully:
"This is an ancient Altar, and below it is Portal that leads directly to the Hour of Twilight. Are you all ready?"
Thrall chuckled coldly, glancing at First Emperor Dazar: "Ready?"
Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared at Hagara's feet. A living creature seemed to be hiding in the shadow, baring its fangs and claws. Hagara remembered Thrall's warning and instinctively ran towards Dasa.
The shadow was invisible to the others, Dasa seemed completely unprepared as it leaped from Hagara's feet to Dasa's feet.