Long ago, the Mogu, afflicted by the Curse of Flesh, became weak. Due to Ra-den's indolence, the Mogu were bullied by other races and forced to seek a path to strength. Lei Shen, who wielded the power of lightning, was the ultimate embodiment of the Mogu.
However, the ever-growing strength of the Mogu made Ra-den- den wary, and he secretly conspired with the Tol'vir to use the Forge of Origination to kill Lei Shen, causing the Mogu to decline from their peak.
At that time, Lei Shen possessed the power of Unity of Heaven and Humanity, but he could only use it in Pandaria.
At this moment, Lei Shen was able to break free from Pandaria and unleash the power of Unity of Heaven and Humanity, Ra-den was completely convinced of his defeat.
Lei Shen floated in mid-air, his right hand gripping Ra-den's neck, while his left hand condensed lightning into a long chain, binding Ra-den tightly.
"Ra-den, I will keep my promise. The Throne of Thunder is ready and can begin at any time."
"An agreement? What agreement did we have?" Ra-den asked, bewildered.
Lei Shen's lips curled into a mysterious smile, "Do you remember when you touched the power of Unity of Heaven and Humanity?"
Ra-den shuddered as some unpleasant memories flooded his mind, like a distant nightmare, but he couldn't recall them at all.
Lei Shen's gaze sharpened. "Back when we were researching the power of the Unity of Heaven and Humanity, you were once lucid for a moment."
"Sober? What are you talking about?"
Ra-den was even more confused. His memory was filled with fear of the Unity of Heaven and Humanity, and there was something he simply refused to confront.
Emissary telepathic magic to speak in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"The soul within this body is not its original form; the Titans forcibly twisted it. In Uldum, you died once, and the Titans' control over you weakened considerably. Long ago, when you touched the power of Unity of Heaven and Humanity, your past self awakened and remembered something very important, concerning all of Azeroth, related to the Elune. Unfortunately, you didn't have time to explain it clearly. Don't you want to know the truth?"
If he truly awakened his past life memories, then what does this experience as Titan Keepers count for? It's practically equivalent to Ra-den dying.
Ra-den struggled violently, roaring, "Let me go! I will not let you have your way, you damned Lei Shen, you will get nothing!"
Unfortunately, Ra-den's struggles were futile. Lei Shen unfurled a pair of Lightning wings, dragging Ra-den's massive body higher and higher until they disappeared from sight.
Everything fell silent. King Faoris, despite the excruciating pain all over his body, struggled to his feet.
Looking at Thrall, whose only remaining body was his skull, Vol'jin, who lay unconscious, King Faoris felt an incredible sense of luck and said with lingering fear.
"It's all over, isn't it? Ra-den, Thrall, the Orcs, they all got what they deserved."
King Faoris's face darkened immediately. "Only those damned Neferset remain."
High Priest Ament whispered, "Congratulations, Your King. Sentinels just reported that both the Lost City of the Tol'vir and the Neferset City are deserted."
"No one's here. Interesting. It must be Ra-den's doing. This means I'm the ultimate victor."
King Faoris couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Heaven Mercy, I am the one who laughs last!"
Ament congratulated him, saying, "Your Majesty, you have unified Uldum, ending countless years of war between the three Tol'vir races. You have made an indelible contribution to the Tol'vir. You are the great King of the Tol'vir, the first emperor of the Uldum Empire."
"That's right, I am the first emperor of the Uldum Empire, I am the true hero of the Tol'vir clan, no Tol'vir is greater than me, my achievements are destined to be remembered for eternity, I have ushered in a new era."
King Faoris stood tall and proud, exuding an air of arrogance.
Thousands of Ramkahen soldiers prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting in unison under Ament's leadership:
Congratulations to the great Uldum Emperor!
King Faoris, beaming with joy, waved his arms and said, "Rise, all of you! Come with me back to Ramkahen to gather our people and celebrate this great moment."
After Ramkahen left, two figures appeared, Anachronos, son of Nozdormu, complained:
"My Emissary, why are you stopping me from punishing this arrogant clown?"
The Emissary said kindly, "Why bother arguing with such a delusional person? He's only deceiving himself. Before the mighty Titans and the Elune, who among us isn't a clown?"
Anachronos snorted coldly, his face turning deathly pale, and finally fell silent.
The Emissary held a black Soulstone in his hand. "I have preserved Thrall's soul. He is the Savior chosen by the Elune, the future Beast Emperor, and must not be lost."
Anachronos reluctantly said, "I left a Time Mark on Thrall. Although I don't understand what Elune Goddess, saw in this incompetent Orcs, I am willing to obey Moon Goddess will."
The power of time flowed through Thrall's skull. Anachronos erased a trace of time left on Thrall, returning him to the moment before Ra-den threw him into the cauldron. Perhaps intentionally, Anachronos preserved this memory.
Recalling his ordeal, Thrall flew into a rage and burst into a tirade of curses:
"Ra-den actually killed me! Damn it! He was just a useless piece of trash, a cowardly Titan Keepers, how dare he kill the great Savior! I swear I will personally capture Ra-den, tear him to pieces, and then torment his soul in Fel."
Thrall roared, and Vol'jin, who was standing nearby, finally woke up.
"Vol'jin, you must help me think of a way to make Ra-den pay for his crimes!" Thrall roared angrily.
Vol'jin's eyes lit up, and an idea came to him. "Great Savior, don't worry. Just let everyone know that Ra-den plotted to destroy Azeroth, then unite the Alliance and the Horde to force Lei Shen to hand over Ra-den. This is a very worthwhile endeavor."
Thrall's eyes darted around. "Many people in Pandaria hate Ra-den to death, while others covet his power, like the Mantid Shek'zeer. Hmph, Ra-den is doomed."
The Emissary and Anachronos remained silent, observing the two devising their schemes.
After they had finished their discussion, the Emissary coughed and said solemnly:
"Thrall, heed my command! Elune, has given me this task."
Upon hearing the Elune, the Moon Goddess, Thrall immediately focused his mind and stood obediently to the side.
The Emissary proclaimed, "The Ancient Guardian Ra-den is crucial to the safety of Azeroth. Now that Ra-den has fallen into the hands of the Evil Lei Shen God, Thrall, as the Savior, must rescue Ra-den as soon as possible and not allow a single hair on his head to be harmed."
Thrall panicked. "What? You want me to rescue Ra-den? Absolutely not!"
The Emissary sneered, "Thrall, you can refuse this order, but I must tell you that Garrosh has also received the same mission. Elune, specifically instructed that whoever can rescue Ra-den will be the Savior of Azeroth and the Warchief of the Horde."
Thrall's eyes widened, he bit his lip hard, and after a long while he finally said:
"The Ancient Guardian Ra-den made indelible contributions to Azeroth. He was so kind and benevolent, yet he was captured by the Evil Lei Shen. As the Savior, I have an inescapable responsibility. I swear I will rescue Ra-den for the sake of Azeroth."