Faced with the threat of the Emissary, and desperate to save his life, the serpent Sseratus screamed:
"Prophet Saronite, the prophet of the Wind Serpents, was once the most powerful Loa in Zul'Drak. He possesses profound wisdom and understands the mysteries of the Loa better than we do. He must have a way to solve Thrall's problem."
The Emissary looked doubtful, and seeing this, the Juxiong Rhunok quickly added:
"Sseratus is right. The Prophet Saronite the closest relationship with King of a Thousand Worms Daksin. King of a Thousand Worms Daksin once received help from a mysterious being and knew the secrets of the Loa best. Although Dak'sin has long since perished and the Prophet Saronite has become Undead creature, he should still retain important memories from his previous life."
Akali the rhinoceros Mammoth Mam'toth, in order to save their lives, hurriedly echoed:
"My Emissary, you must trust us. Saronya will surely find a way."
The Emissary skeptical, but after careful consideration, he decided to give it a try since he had no other choice.
After all, they were facing Loa, and the magic of the Emissary could not determine whether they were lying.
"Hmph, if you dare to deceive me, you will suffer a hundredfold torment, and you will regret ever being born."
Drak'Tharon Keep.
The Emissary, gazing at the billowing aura of the Undead enveloping the fortress, grew serious and cautiously approached the fortress gate.
As the Emissary approached, the fortress gates slowly opened, and countless Undead soldiers poured out. From within the dark clouds, Novos's voice echoed:
"Your Emissary, Elune goddess, what brings you here?"
Novos was well aware of the power of the Emissary. Even though he had obtained the power of the Prophet Saronite and become a god-level Lich, he was still not confident in fighting him head-on.
Therefore, Novos hid himself and communicated with the Emissary through magic. If the negotiations broke down, the Emissary would face an endless stream of Undead.
Seeing this, the Emissary said in a slightly more polite manner:
"I have no intention of being your enemy. It's just that the Savior Thrall absorbed the power of four Loa and became a monster who has lost his mind. I heard that the Prophet Saronite knows the solution, so I came to ask for his advice. If I get a satisfactory answer, I will leave immediately."
Novos remained silent for a long time, until the Emissary grew impatient, and then spoke:
"The Prophet Saronite told me that long ago, King of a Thousand Worms Daksin, was captured by the Titan Keepers of Ulduar and imprisoned in their laboratory for a long time, where he witnessed the power of the Titans. The only way to solve Thrall's problem is to seek the help of Ulduar."
Ulduar, located in the northern part of Storm Peaks, is the place where the Old Gods Yogg-Saron is sealed.
In Azeroth, who knows the Loa best?
If the answer is Titan Keepers, it is relatively reliable, since Titan Keepers inherited a lot of Titans knowledge.
The Emissary bowed deeply and turned to leave Drak'Tharon Keep.
In the battle against Admiral Daelin, Guardian Aegwynn summoned the four Guardians of Ulduar for assistance, but they were all defeated by Murozond's summons.
Not knowing the extent of the four guardians' injuries, the Emissary did not wish to disturb them.
The Emissary entered the Halls of Lightning, determined to meet God of Wisdom Loken and Guardian granted supreme power by the Titans.
At the entrance to the Halls of Lightning, a tall Vrykul blocked the Emissary.
This was a Vrykul unaffected by the Curse of Flesh, possessing a body of steel, who looked down at him and said:
"I am Biagri, the Vrykul general of Ulduar. My master foresaw your arrival. Return; the Titan Keepers will not serve a murderous beast."
"But he is the great Savior Thrall," the Emissary argued.
General Biagri's imposing figure emanated a majestic voice:
"My master has seen countless parallel Timelines: dark worlds ruled by Old Gods, Order worlds governed by Titans, and worlds of faith bathed in Holy Light. But none of these Timelines are as chaotic as ours, filled with slaughter and war, with no hope of peace ever seen. The source of all this is the Orcs."
The Emissary smirked and asked, "If the Savior Thrall were to die like this, what terrible consequences would there be for Azeroth? I think even the Titan Keepers couldn't bear that responsibility."
General Biagri quickly replied:
"My master already knew the answer. If Thrall were to die like this, Azeroth would soon be at peace. Thrall, the Savior, must die; only then can Azeroth be truly saved."
"Foolish, ignorant, short-sighted—even the God of Wisdom Loken, is no more than this."
Among the many Titan Keepers of Ulduar, the most famous are undoubtedly the Four Guardians.
But what is truly terrifying is God of Wisdom Loken. Loken is in charge of the external defense of Ulduar, and throughout the long ages, Ulduar has never been conquered by any external enemy.
The Emissary dared not oppose Loken and could only leave helplessly, while he pondered a solution.
At the very top of the Storm Mountains, in the eternally existing Temple of Storms, Thorim's massive body is bathed in endless Lightning, using Lightning to heal his wounds.
Now, Thorim's injuries have almost fully recovered, and beside Thorim, a pair of beautiful eyes gaze at him tenderly.
With her radiant blonde hair, Sif is the most beautiful woman among the Titan Keepers and Thorim's wife.
In the Titans creation archetype, Thorim and Sif are a married couple.
The Titans granted them an eternal love, symbolizing the love between the god-king Aman'Thul and the giver of life, Eonar.
Thorim opened his eyes amidst the endless storm, his bright pupils flashing with countless Lightning. His brow furrowed slightly as he fell into deep thought.
Sif asked gently, "My love, what is troubling you so much?"
Thorim gazed at his beautiful wife and whispered, "My brother Loken has rejected the Emissary, Savior Thrall is now on the verge of death. I'm considering whether we should save him."
Sif rested her head on Thorim's broad shoulder and said softly:
"Although Loken is the god of wisdom and sees further than we do, he is conservative and stubborn, inflexible, and this will eventually harm him and implicate all of us Guardians."
Thorim nodded solemnly:
"Yes, the Titans of the Pantheon have long since fallen, leaving only Eonar whose whereabouts are unknown. Before the vast universe, without the protection of the Titans, what are we, the Titan Keepers? We probably can't even withstand the Burning Legion."
Sif's eyes sparkled as she whispered:
We need a new backer.
Thorim went on to say, "There must be some connection between the Orcs and the Elune. If we can revive Thrall, the Savior, we can gain Elune's friendship."
Sif stood up and smoothed her golden hair:
"Thorim, your injuries haven't healed yet. Leave everything to me; this happens to be my forte."
Sif slowly flew down from the Temple of Storms, waiting for the Emissary to approach.
Deep within the Halls of Lightning, Loken held a chess piece in his hand, carefully observing the board. Suddenly sensing something was wrong, he abruptly looked up and cried out in alarm:
"No, no, Sif, you'll ruin our plans."
The chess piece falls, and the whole board is in chaos.