Although the gods had left this world for thousands of years, their majesty and Willpower unquestionably still lingered within it. Now, the last authority they had left behind in this world had also collapsed with a thunderous crash. There was only one possibility: the gods had completely abandoned Vonder.
The followers of the Moonless Sanctuary waited uneasily in the hall. Everything that had happened before them was enough to completely overturn their faith, but the Supreme One holding the Mercury Staff said nothing. The bloody reality reminded them that the best choice for now was to make no choice at all. The dozen or so corpses that had already turned cold served as a reminder of that.
Soon, several liches emerged from the darkness behind them. They came to the corpses and placed their hands on the tops of their skulls. The corpses then staggered to their feet and followed the liches out of the hall like puppets.
Brando understood at once that this was an undead conversion spell. Most of the followers in the hall were children of the Dark Nobles in the Holy City. Her Majesty the Queen of Madara dared to kill them, but she still had to give the families behind them an explanation. This was actually one of Madara's political peculiarities. As human Dark Nobles—especially as saints—they possessed a natural exemption. Regardless of the reason for which they were executed, they had one chance to be converted into undead and serve the empire again. Those who blasphemed the gods were the exception.
However, this was not a good choice for these human Dark Nobles. Most of them had joined the sanctuary from childhood and learned how to serve the gods. The majority had practically been cut off from their families. Even if they returned to