The Scroll Elder, whose strength was acknowledged by all the undead as the strongest, had a simple reason for this: of the 12 deities, 10 had religious followings, and the Scroll Elder and his two devout deities fell under the same religion.
"Prince of Dual Swords, Merkdo!"
"Ana Ghost!"
"Damn, if they're coming, the whole family is coming."
Even though it was three against one, the Melted Armor remained arrogantly poised, always utterly confident in its strength.
"Here we go again..."
"Let's get out of here!"
The undead left.
The figures of the deities appeared, and the undead clearly realized...
"The big one is coming!"
The news that the Alliance's 12 deities were stirring up trouble spread like a storm through the undead chat forums of the Enstad region, adding fuel to the long-stagnant war.
The undead of the Alliance were howling, feeling their blood heat up, "We are about to attack, it must be because we have the upper hand."
