Emperor Zandalari clasped his hands behind his back, and his eyes were clear as he criticized Yejia:
"When the trolls first gained their freedom and were scattered, it was time to unite and build an empire. I stood up to lead everyone and shoulder the heavy responsibility of the world. What was wrong with me?"
"Haha, that's right, but it's a pity that the Dark Scepter told me that you are just for your own ambition and pleasure." Yejia hit the nail on the head.
The emperor did not deny:
"Yes, at first I prayed to Xal'atath for the Scepter of Darkness in order to enjoy my own dignity. With the establishment of the Zandalari Empire, everything was still being explored. I gradually realized the burden on my shoulders.
I have made many mistakes in my life, but my original intention was all for the trolls."
Yejia smiled sarcastically:
"Does it include killing people? During your rule, more than 90% of the people were slaughtered by you, and only a few fled to the north, which will be the cannibal tribe in the future."
"That's to purify the bloodline, you don't understand." The emperor said in a low voice.
Yejia snorted coldly:
"What is purification? You just forgot your origin. Your appearance was originally the same as that of your clan. Xalatas gave you a special appearance based on his own aesthetics, and passed it on to your descendants. With the noble emperor's
If you think your tribe is ugly, you should all deserve to die."
The emperor glanced at Yejia's fangs with disdain:
"This is just a temporary pain, for the future of the Zandalari Empire. What's more, I realized my impulse. In my later years, the imperial clan took the initiative to intermarry with the remaining clans, and gave birth to a diverse clan. Zandalari
The historical process of China has not been affected by my decision.
"On the contrary, you unfilial descendants were defeated by the cannibals. The noble pure-blood imperial clan was humiliated and mixed with the lowly cannibals. My hard work was in vain. You are really a bunch of useless trash."
Yejia continued to ask: "What about the slavery system you established? Slave your own people, no better than pigs and dogs. They were born in the temple with low intelligence, worked hard day and night, and lived a short life in confusion. All their efforts were just
For your luxury pleasure."
The emperor's eyes narrowed: "Survival of the fittest, there is nothing wrong with that. Slaves created the glory of Zandalari, which attracted the attention of all races in the world and won the dignity of the Zandalari people."
Yejia said fiercely: "You issued a ban on magic. Except for priests and witch doctors, ordinary people are not allowed to learn magic. This is a waste of the great talents of the Zandalari people. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and they once surpassed Azeroth."
Si’s magical talent is almost degrading now.”
The emperor retorted: "Abuse of magic will produce various negative consequences, you should understand."
"But your original intention was to worry about someone deciphering the secret of the Dark Scepter, so you did not allow anyone to study the principles of magic. Priests and witch doctors are only users of magic."
The emperor paused and retorted:
"Greed is human nature. Of course I will try every means to hold the power in my own hands. It would be the same for you. There is nothing wrong in doing so."
The corner of Yejia's mouth curled up slightly: "Well said, Emperor Zandalari, you finally admitted that everything you did was for yourself."
The emperor chuckled: "Yejia, don't think that this world is benevolent. If I didn't do this in my position, I would have been overthrown long ago. This is the rule of the world. If you don't abide by it, you will be eliminated.
Kindness and kindness are just a joke, no one will pity you."
Yejia said confidently: "You have said so many high-sounding truths, why did you never mention the original conspiracy?"
"The original conspiracy?"
The emperor was puzzled: "My life is full of all kinds of conspiracies. My enemies plotted against me, and I responded to them. What's wrong with that?"
Yejia looked aggressively and asked: "How did you get the throne?"
The emperor remained calm: "I really don't understand what you are talking about. Of course my throne was bestowed by the ancient god Sataras."
"Emperor Zandalari, do you really think that no one knows about that period of history? You think it is hidden deeply. Unfortunately, you are wrong. As early as when the trolls were freed, there were countless eyes looking at this place."
There was a look of pride in Yejia's eyes: "Am I right, Prophet Scram, this is your real name."
The Zandalari Emperor was horrified, his dark eyes evasive:
"How did you know?"
Emperor Atta was confused when he heard this and asked: "This seems to be the name of the Qiraji. What is going on?"
Yejia held the Dark Scepter tightly and looked directly into the eyes of the Zandalari Emperor:
"There is no such record in the Dark Scepter. This happened before the Dark Scepter was obtained. After the troll Zandalari was freed, he was controlled by the spirit of a Zerg. The Qiraji Priest Seer Skram devoured Zandalari.
His soul occupies his body."
Emperor Attar was stunned to learn that the First Emperor of the Zandalar Empire turned out to be a Qiraji.
Yejia said with deep disgust:
"The Prophet Skram realized that the rise of the trolls would pose a threat to his worm-drawing people, so he prayed to Xal'atath for the Scepter of Darkness. Xal'atath was in an unprecedented state of weakness and did not see that there was something wrong with his soul.
"It is precisely because of Skram's conspiracy that the troll family is so miserable, with massacres, slavery, and demon ban. Hundreds of thousands of years of suffering, oppression, and lies."
The Zandalari Emperor laughed loudly: "Why, Yekiya, do you want to judge me for guilt? Do you want to judge the founder of the Zandalari Empire for guilt?"
"No, stop!"
Emperor Atta suddenly realized something, but it was too late.
Yejia held the dark scepter high and said in a loud voice:
"I declare that the Zandalari Emperor is guilty."
As soon as Yejia finished speaking, the Dark Scepter shattered with a crash.
The founder of the Zandalari Empire is guilty, so the existence of the Dark Scepter loses its legal basis, and Xal'atath can only take back his power.
Yejia was stunned, the Dark Scepter shattered, and the shadows covering all the Zandalari disappeared, including Emperor Atta.
There was a commotion among the Zandalari people huddled together below.
"Oh my God, why are we here?"
"It's Emperor Atta. He ordered us all to die."
"You're squeezing me...run away, I don't want to die."
"Your face... no, monster."
A bigger commotion occurred, including Emperor Attar. The appearance of the Zandalar people changed. Their fangs grew rapidly, their lips protruded, and their originally delicate faces turned hideous.
Emperor Atta touched his thick fangs and laughed miserably:
"The Zandalari were all born in the temple. The power of the dark scepter suppressed the bloodline of the cannibal. Now it has finally exploded. This is just the beginning. We will get uglier and uglier."
Yejia looked dazed and murmured: "I think this looks good."
The Zandalari screamed and ran in all directions, and there were countless stampedes. The chaos was like a pot of porridge.
Emperor Atta took off his gorgeous robes, crown and rings.
"Without the Scepter of Darkness, I am unable to rule the Zandalari Empire, and the Loa gods will never spare me. Yekiya, do me one last favor and send me down. From now on, I will remain anonymous and become an ordinary Zandalari citizen.