Vanessa listened to the Zandalar couple's conversation with a complicated look on her face, and in the end she could only sigh helplessly.
The tragedy of an era and the ignorance buried deep in the heart cannot be changed by human power.
Under the cover of night, Robbie collected blood-eating corpses as a casting material that could be used to awaken the souls of living beings.
Robbie does not intend to disturb the living, but plans to get the truth from the dead.
As the power of the dead gathered, the soul on the bones gradually became clear and turned into a white ghost, looking around in surprise.
"Tell me your name." Robbie asked.
"Muiba," the ghost replied.
As expected, he was the son of the Zandalar couple. Robbie asked sympathetically:
"Tell me about your experience?"
The purpose of the conversation is to stir up the memory of the deceased soul, so that you can take the opportunity to read his thoughts.
Muyiba tried hard to remember and said fearfully:
"I was carrying stones with many people. The supervisor said that this was to build a mausoleum for Emperor Atta. We had to work every day and ate very little. Many people died of exhaustion, and others shared their food. I was afraid, so
I found an opportunity to escape."
Could it be the construction of Kings' Rest?
Robbie thought he was building a city that reached the sky, but he was secretly disappointed and asked:
"How did you escape back home?"
"Through the teleportation gate." Muyiba replied: "I secretly sneaked into the teleportation gate near the City of Babel. They say that the teleportation gates were built by the gods and are found all over Zandalari. I was lucky enough to teleport back.
Home, but the curse struck."
"curse?"
Muyiba lowered his head:
"I was turned in as taxes and was branded a slave. When I escaped back to my hometown, the branding broke out and I couldn't remember anything except my parents and brothers and sisters."
No wonder Muyiba did not resist when facing his father, but knelt down directly.
"I heard that the City of Tongtian was built for hundreds of thousands of years. Have you ever seen building materials transported to the City of Tongtian through the portal?" Robbie asked.
Muyiba nodded: "I have seen it."
Robbie waved his hand and said: "You can leave now. Remember, never disturb the living. There is a clear boundary between the world of the dead and the living."
Muyiba bowed and disappeared into the primeval forest.
Robbie was doing calculations on the ground with branches. Vanessa looked strange. After Robbie finished calculating, she asked, "What are you calculating?"
"The power of the Zandalar Empire."
Robbie threw away the branch and said:
"I read Mu'iba's memories and saw the process of building the mausoleum. I thought that the ancient Zandala Empire inherited Xalatath's magical heritage and had strong productivity, but they still relied on manpower to build the mausoleum.
, how can such skills be used to build a city that reaches the sky?"
Vanessa thought for a while and said: "This is nothing. Before the Dark Portal opened, Dalaran mages were flying around in the sky, while ordinary civilians were working in the fields."
"Magic widens the gap between classes, so I calculated the national power again."
Robbie pointed to the village in front of him and said:
"The Guzandala Empire is a big country with tens of millions of people, but if they have such productivity, their national strength is not enough to build a city that reaches the sky."
Vanessa said seriously: "Magic is best at creating miracles and cannot be inferred by common sense."
Robbie nodded:
"So there are only two possibilities. First, there is powerful help behind the Zandalari Empire. It may be a being similar to a Titan Guardian. The second possibility is..."
Robbie hesitated for a moment: "I usually don't speculate on other people in the worst possible way. Let's go to the City of Babel and see with your own eyes."
The city that reaches the sky.
After Dasa left, Yekiya fell on the bed, his thoughts very confused.
Yejia has never been afraid of death. When he decided to summon Haka, he put life and death aside. What he was most worried about was that he had done something wrong.
Finally, Yejia made up his mind and fell asleep happily.
The preparations for summoning Hakkar went very smoothly. At the last moment, Yejia asked to see Emperor Atta and was successfully summoned.
Yejia knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and asked respectfully:
"Dear Emperor Atta, Yejia has no intention of offending. I am just very curious, what is the real purpose of the emperor summoning Hakkar?"
Emperor Atta was furious, pointed at Yekiya and shouted: "Do you know who you are and what qualifications you have to question a great emperor?"
Yejia insisted: "I believe that the emperor is great and just, and he must have summoned Hakkar for the sake of the empire, so I hope that the emperor can tell the truth."
Emperor Atta had never been so offended before. His face was ashen and he was so angry that he could not speak. A priest with no fangs beside him said:
"Yekiya, you can figure out the wisdom of Emperor Atta. The emperor has never made any mistakes in his life. All his decisions are extremely wise. No one can criticize his morality. It is as clear as the crystal sky.
.”
"Emperor Atta, since it is for the purpose of justice, why don't you answer my question?" Yejia really tried his best.
"Look at this blind creature, he has begun to doubt my character." Emperor Atta laughed out loud in anger: "How can there be such a ungrateful creature in the world."
The nobleman with no fangs bowed and said:
"Dear Emperor Atta, Yekiya has offended the majesty of the emperor and is heinous. I recommend that he be punished with the most severe punishment and let him live in endless pain and regret for the rest of his life."
Emperor Atta nodded and said with a ferocious expression:
"I'd love to see you suffer, you lowly bitch."
Yejia turned pale with fright, but still said stubbornly: "Emperor Atta, it turns out that your decision is not wise. Without me, you can't summon Hakkar."
Emperor Atta jumped up and pointed at Yejia and sneered:
"You once again doubted the wisdom of an emperor. You have told us all the details of the summons. We can still achieve it without you."
Yejia tried hard to overcome the fear in his heart, gritted his teeth and said:
"Emperor Atta, you underestimate the magic of summoning too much. This is the summary of our people after countless years. It contains countless details and experiences. It only takes a little mistake to summon an evil god. The whole praise
Daradu may be destroyed, but your people only know roughly, and are almost bound to make mistakes."
"Haha, this guy actually tried to deceive a great and wise emperor."
Emperor Atta waved his arms angrily and said to the priests around him:
"Tell me, what he told was a lie."
The scene was completely silent, no one dared to lie about this matter.
Emperor Atta was a little disappointed, sat on the throne again, and chuckled:
"So the wise and mighty Emperor Ata can also make mistakes. Well, Yekiya, this is the first mistake I have made in my life. I forgive your offense and will also tell you the true purpose of summoning Hakkar.
.”
After a long silence, Emperor Atta's anger gradually subsided and he said expressionlessly:
"Do you still remember the nine puzzles? In fact, what was left on the door was not a puzzle, but a painting. It was a Zandalari troll that was hung upside down on a cross and had its skin peeled off.
He is still alive, shouting something with his mouth wide open."
Emperor Atta's eyes tightened slightly:
"This is a mysterious hint conveyed by the gods. No one in the Zandalari Empire can interpret it. My purpose is to ask a great being what this painting means. This is related to the life and death of the entire Zandalari Empire.