Thrall led his people back to the Caverns of Time in a haughty manner. When Anachronos saw Thrall and his party, he avoided them from a distance, looking as aggrieved as an apprentice who had done something wrong.
This is the tragedy of making enemies of those in power. Not only can you not get revenge, but you also have to avoid being misunderstood by them, otherwise you will definitely get into trouble.
Thrall handed the Blade of the Black Empire to the Emissary.
The Emissary examined the wondrous weapon, his face beaming with excitement:
"A rich aura of the Old Gods... Yes, this is the weapon. You've done an excellent job, Thrall."
The Gem of Greed was created from a pool of Yogg-Saron's blood. Through years of worship by the Zandalari Empire, it developed a will similar to that of the Old Gods, which is why it possesses the ability to be ever-changing and to bewitch people.
A sigh came from the dagger:
"A human, you served the Moon Goddess diligently and obtained everything you desired, yet you lived in immense suffering, each day like walking on a knife's edge. More than once you contemplated ending your own life, but alas, you couldn't even fulfill this small request. Your life and death are now in the hands of the Elune."
Seemingly having his thoughts exposed, the Emissary's expression changed drastically, his hands trembled slightly, and he almost immediately wanted to throw away the weapon.
"Look at you, calling yourself Emperor Thoradin, who knows if it's all a lie? You live in the shadow of a false past, like an old dog longing for its homeland. By the way, have you forgotten Lisa?"
It was like a heavy hammer blow to his heart; the Emissary instantly burst into tears, kneeling on the ground and sobbing.
"Take me, aim at your own neck, and sever it. I will grant your wish. Those I kill will not be resurrected by Elune, and you will gain eternal rest."
The Emissary slowly raised the Blade of the Black Empire, pointing it at his own neck.
First Emperor Dazar was secretly puzzled. Although the Gem of Greed was a chatterbox, it did not possess the ability to know everything and bewitch people to death; otherwise, it would not have been carried by his side.
Could it be that the jewel has been concealing its power, or has it been possessed by other Evil beings?
"Haha, I was just kidding."
The Blade of the Black Empire let out a light laugh, then said fiercely, "A corrupt corpse. To keep you alive is the greatest punishment. Your death means nothing to me."
The Emissary sweating profusely; he almost took his own life, and at the same time, he felt a pang of regret.
"Thrall, you must be careful."
The Emissary returned the Blade of the Black Empire to Thrall: "This weapon can bring you unparalleled glory, or it can bring you a miserable hell."
"I'll be careful."
Thrall sensed the danger, reluctantly took the Blade of the Black Empire, and asked in a low voice:
What should we do next?
The Emissary wiped the sweat from his brow and gave the order:
"You must immediately travel to Gadgetzan and find an archaeologist named Yeh'kinya. Use every means possible to extract the secret of this weapon from him. Don't look at me with such suspicion; you are merely a plaything and have no right to speak with Xal'atath as an equal."
Along the way, Thrall heard incessant whispers, but not a single one was useful. Thrall wanted to ask some useful questions, but they were all easily deflected.
Only Yeh'kinya has a way to communicate with Xal'atath.
Although Yeh'kinya is a ferocious-looking Troll, he is a highly respected celebrity in Gadgetzan and very popular among adventurers.
In his earlier years, Yeh'kinya frequently hired adventurers to complete all sorts of strange and unusual tasks.
For example, retrieving the soul of the Wind Serpent from Feralas, retrieving the Ancient Egg from the Hinterlands, and traversing the depths of Zul'Farrak to copy the stone tablets, etc.
Although these missions were fraught with danger, and many adventurers lost their lives as a result, Yeh'kinya was very generous and never stingy with his gold coins, which earned him the respect of the adventurers.
Rumors circulate among adventurers that Yeh'kinya is preparing to save the world.
Several years passed, and then Yeh'kinya suddenly disappeared. At the same time, Zul'Gurub, the capital of the Troll Empire that had been sealed for thousands of years, reappeared. Fanatical Atal'ai Priests summoned the Bloodlust evil god Hakkar the Soulflayer, attempting to restore the glory of the ancient Troll Empire.
No one knows who defeated Hakkar.
Rumor has it that countless adventurers have ventured into this ancient city, dreaming of Wealth and glory, only to become pitiful sacrifices.
In the end, a mysterious figure turned the tide and successfully defeated Hakkar, but unfortunately, countless treasures of Zul'Gurub fell into the hands of Doras, the richest man in Kalimdor.
After Hakkar was defeated, people saw Yeh'kinya again in the Steamwheedle Port. He looked somewhat haggard, but was in very good spirits and had a satisfied expression.
Some adventurers came to visit and learned from Yeh'kinya that it was he who successfully defeated the evil god Hakkar and saved Azeroth.
"This is my lifelong dream, and I've been preparing for it for decades. As you know, I'm a low-key person and don't want more people to know about my story."
Yeh'kinya said this after getting drunk one time.
Yeh'kinya's humility earned him the respect of adventurers; he was a true hero, a great man, a great figure who successfully saved the world, yet remained unknown.
In response, renowned media Big Candle Gagg visited Yeh'kinya and wrote a bestselling book titled "Question Your Soul: An Archaeologist Who Saved the World."
He became the darling and representative of Tanaris, even more respected than the Savior Thrall. Goblin merchants never hesitated to spend gold on him, Yeh'kinya became the spokesperson for many Goblin products, living a life of wealth and luxury.
The Cataclysm affected Steamwheedle Port.
Yeh'kinya built a luxurious estate near Gadgetzan, collected beauties from various tribes, and lived a life of luxury that others envied.
Thrall was turned away on his first visit. Thrall and his party waited for a full six hours outside the manor gates in the sweltering desert.
Thrall, feeling dizzy and overwhelmed by the heat, roared in exasperation:
"How dare a mere Troll be so arrogant! Charge in, destroy this manor, strip this Yeh'kinya naked, and throw him into the desert to die."
Hagara the Stormbinder, quietly shook his head and cautiously said:
"This manor is strange. The continuous flow of magic dissipates the heat of the desert, which is definitely not something ordinary magic can do. I suspect there's a secret beneath this manor."
"What secret?" Thrall asked, unconvinced.
First Emperor Dazar opened his eyes and said admiringly:
"I saw it, an ancient pyramid buried in the yellow sand, where sacrifices have continued for ten thousand years, gathering countless ghosts. It was their chill that dispelled the heat, which is of course difficult to achieve and requires maintaining an energy balance."
"Excellent! I never expected that such a knowledgeable Troll would exist in this era."
Praises rang out, the manor gates opened, and Yeh'kinya, dressed in a magnificent robe, clapped his hands and came out to greet them. When he saw First Emperor Dazar, he showed an expression of awe and reverence.
"Great being, your presence is an honor to my humble abode. I am truly sorry for my rudeness; I simply do not like Thrall, haha, after all, like repels like."
Suppressing his anger, Thrall followed Yeh'kinya into the manor.
Although Tanaris is a sweltering desert, Yeh'kinya's manor offers a refreshing respite, with its babbling Flowing Water and lush green vegetation, resembling a paradise.