"Yes! That’s right! In all one hundred predictions I ran, he failed, every ti~" another voice filled with deceit and cunning said.
"Oooh... failure, loser, let dearly, care for you, poor undead mage, co to your old father."
"Failure is also an art, it is a very interesting experience~ Of course, not too much~ Moderation~"
The four supre wills crazily eroded the mind of the undead grand mage, who clutched his head with both hands and scread miserably, the wound left by Francois was still bleeding, Kemler’s magic staff and bone sword fell to the ground, he scread hoarsely and rolled on the ground.
The cobwebs, remnants, and dust within the tomb covered Kemler’s already dirty robe and hood, the supre wills watched Kemler’s struggle with great interest, as if this amused them.
"You are lucky, mortal, your performance and desire for slaughter have piqued our interest. We are willing to give you a chance to save yourself and command Guer." The whispers from the evil god finally brought Kemler back to his senses. As the undead grand mage struggled to stand up, he found a piece of human-skinned paper seeped in lava, written in blood, appeared before him.
"What is this?!" Kemler examined the writing on the human-skinned paper closely, soon sweating profusely.
"We can allow you to command Guer. We can heal your wounds and restore your Mana, as long as you sign this contract and swear loyalty to us." The whispers of the evil god surrounded Kemler, they laid out their terms, waiting for the undead grand mage’s response.
Kemler’s expression turned grave, the undead grand mage quickly realized that if he signed this contract, he would betray the entire undead faction, bowing to Chaos from then on, becoming their lackey.
But what’s wrong with that? Being a lackey ans having value!
He seeks revenge! He wants power! He wants to acquire the Staff of Nagash and utterly destroy Francois and his knight duchy!
rely thinking for three seconds, the undead grand mage decisively knelt down, using his own blood to sign his na on the human-skinned paper, he vowed to serve the god of Chaos in the future, using slaughter and destruction to repay and please the evil god, in exchange for rewards.
"Then, the contract is established." Black flas erupted from the human-skinned scroll, burning it to ashes, the powerful Chaos Tide akin to Hell Abyss surged into Kemler’s body, the divine power of the Four Chaos Gods infused into Kemler, not only healing the undead grand mage’s wounds, but also granting him magic power surpassing what he ever had.
After a long ti, Kemler flipped to stand in the tomb, the undead grand mage felt the torrential tide of magic power within his body, murmuring to himself: "The ti for revenge has co."
Behind him, guided by Kemler’s will, the Chosen of the Four Chaos Gods champion Guer revived once more, more than two ters tall, the skeletal remains coalesced into a Chaos Champion clad in Barosh’s Chaos Armor, wielding a black giant axe.
Guer, revived.
The corpses of the group of dead Chaos Chosen Warriors in the tomb also consecutively resurrected, forming a squad of undead Chaos Chosen Warriors, led by Guer, they ca before Kemler, awaiting orders.
"Guer, you and my warriors, will heed your commands, my master, please command."
"The ti has co." Kemler said with bitter hatred: "The ti of keeping a low profile is over!"
"Next, it is I, Heinrich Kemler’s revenge!"
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