"Crazy, wise, extremely smart, vicious, with great ideals, great wisdom, and aware of current affairs. So many good qualities are concentrated in you, and you have overcome the last weakness. From now on, you are my priest, and I give you
Your name is Jindu the God Breaker."
There was no sadness or joy in Yejia's heart. This was exactly what he wanted. He said expressionlessly:
"Jindu thanks God for his mercy. No matter what era, I am willing to be your priest forever."
When all ideals and justice disappeared, and the glory of the race and service to the country and the people were just hypocritical lies, Yekiya finally took off the last shackles.
Unfettered, free from worries.
From then on, he lived only for himself.
Yekiah knew that Haka needed a priest.
But it is best that this priest is not from the camp of Emperor Atta. Yekiya severely offended Emperor Atta's dignity. There is no possibility of reconciliation between the two parties. There is no one more suitable than him.
Haka raised a pair of sickle-shaped arms, and a blur of blood surrounded Emperor Atta.
Emperor Atta exhaled a long breath, and all his injuries disappeared.
Thinking of the torture and humiliation he had just suffered, Emperor Atta's face was distorted, and he was filled with overwhelming anger. He glared at Yejia and wanted to eat him alive.
Just as Emperor Atta was thinking about how to deal with Yekiya with the cruelest punishment, making him worse than death and regretful for the rest of his life, Haka took the lead and said:
"I named Yejia Jindu. He is my priest. From now on, you must love each other and cooperate sincerely."
Emperor Atta's face was quite complex. After changing several times, he finally suppressed his anger and showed a flattering expression. He took the initiative to step forward, took Yejia's hand and said cordially:
"Jindu, let us work together from now on for the glory of the Zandalari Empire."
Yejia snorted from his nose, not taking Emperor Atta seriously at all.
"You can start our transaction and tell your heart's desire." Haka was very satisfied with Yejia's performance and said happily.
Emperor Atta gnashed his teeth with hatred, and the anger in his heart had to be vented, but not now. He bowed to Haka and whispered:
"I am six hundred and fifty-eight years old this year. About five hundred years ago, I began to feel powerless. I have taken a lot of medicines over the years, but unfortunately the effects are very poor. My health is getting worse day by day, and even walking is a problem.
, pray to Almighty Haka to heal my hidden illness and grant me a strong body."
It turns out that this is the real purpose.
Yejia's heart was already like a rock, and even a bolt from the blue would not be touched. He looked at Emperor Atta expressionlessly.
Haka had long known what Emperor Atta wanted. All this was deliberately told to Yekia and the priests. Haka responded loudly:
"All of this is a given. The lifespan of the trolls is less than a hundred years. The ancient god Xalatath forcibly granted the royal family a thousand years of life, but some things cannot be changed.
"You who master the Dark Scepter of Zandalar should know that it is difficult for all royal families to escape this fate. You already have many descendants. You only need to choose one of the descendants as your heir. There is no need to restore it again.
"I can give you a strong body by dedicating the souls of a thousand slaves. As for what you want most, you need to consider it carefully. The price is very heavy."
Emperor Atta said unwillingly: "I still have four to five hundred years to live. If this continues, what's the meaning of life? It's better to just die. I've thought about it clearly."
Haka was secretly happy, feeling the determination of Emperor Atta, and deliberately said to Yejia:
"My beloved Jindu, have you ever heard that a rich man seeks medical treatment everywhere and is willing to give up most of his family fortune in order to regain his former glory?"
Yejia bowed and said: "I used this method to gain a lot of wealth in the Hot Sand Port back then."
Haka looked down at Emperor Atta and said slowly: "Your situation is even more serious. It is like letting the dead give birth to children. It is really an act against heaven. What price are you willing to pay for going against heaven?"
Emperor Atta said without hesitation: "I am willing to pay most of the Zandalari Empire's wealth just like the rich man seeking medical treatment."
After hearing this, the priests and witch doctors around them all showed suspicious looks and began to whisper. After all, this harmed their direct interests. Countless complaining eyes looked at Emperor Atta.
Emperor Atta took out the black scepter from his arms and said loudly: "The great Emperor Atta only wants to hear praise."
The discussion immediately stopped, and the priests and witch doctors immediately knelt on the ground and praised in unison:
"Praise be to the great Emperor Atta. Emperor Atta is wise and mighty. He is truly a blessing to all people."
Haka shook his head:
"What do I need wealth for? I am Hakkar, the Soul Reaver. What I need is a soul. Half of the souls of the Zandalari Empire can fulfill your wish without any bargaining."
"Even if Zandalar loses half of its slaves, my quality of life will not be affected in any way." Emperor Atta readily agreed: "No problem."
Haka smiled and said: "What I want is not the untouchables. In addition to the royal family, the untouchables and nobles randomly select half of them as my sacrifices."
Emperor Atta only hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay."
The priests and witch doctors once again caused a commotion, and this time it was not their property that was lost.
Whether they were nobles or slaves, half of them were sacrificed as sacrifices to Hakkar and sacrificed in vain. How could they agree to such a thing?
Emperor Atta said sadly:
"Why can't you understand? If I am unfortunate, the Zandalari Empire is unfortunate. I am Zandalari, and Zandalar is me. My happiness and joy are the only meaning of the existence of the Zandalari Empire.
Don’t you all understand such a simple truth? You really disappoint me.”
Facing the collective opposition of the priests and witch doctors, Emperor Atta once again took out the black scepter:
"The order of Emperor Ata must be supported, praised, and thanked."
The rebuttals stopped, and the priests and witch doctors were moved to tears and prostrated themselves:
"Great Emperor Atta, your decision is extremely wise, your greatness is unparalleled, you are the only light in the world, we sincerely praise you, love you, and thank you."
The generosity of Emperor Atta greatly satisfied the soul-stealer Hakkar:
"Very good, I will leave a mark on half of the Zandalar citizens. They must arrive at the City of Heaven on the designated day and become my sacrifices gloriously."
"This is the honor of the Zandalar Empire." Emperor Atta said humbly.
Thinking that half of the Zandalari people would become Hakkar's sacrifices, and the tragic fate they would face, filled Emperor Attar's heart with joy and successfully vented his anger.
This is the king's anger that kills thousands of people.
A thought suddenly came to Yejia's mind.
Just want half of the citizens of the Zandalari Empire? Would Hakkar the Soulreaper be so kind?
Haka is by no means a kind person, he must be seeking the greatest gain.
The seemingly harsh conditions must hide a bigger conspiracy. Haka definitely wants more than this. Emperor Atta was fooled and he was seeking his own destruction.
But Yekiya ignored him. His ambitions and lofty ideals had perished due to his repeated disappointments with Emperor Atta.