Kelemvor was stopped in his tracks.
Although he was a deity of greater divinity, Kelemvor had lost the power of a true god during the Time of Troubles.
All deities were suppressed. Even Kelemvor could only fight in avatar form, meaning he was now merely an avatar with a class level above 40. Otherwise, Naram would never have been able to ambush him and leave him seriously wounded for a time.
Numerous Undead Monarchs surrounded Kelemvor.
Faced with so many powerful liches and Undead Monarchs, even Kelemvor would have trouble breaking free, especially with the Githyanki Lich Queen watching hungrily from the sky.
Kelemvor was clearly at a disadvantage.
And it seemed to be a severe one, for he could not even force Naram to act.
However.
Kelemvor was, after all, a long-established Lord of the Dead. Just as the Undead Monarchs blocked his path, a deep voice suddenly sounded from the southwest. "Enough. You undead have caused countless disasters on the Material Plane. It is time you were sent crawling back."
In the distant sky.
A human male appeared, his entire body covered in wounds and scars. As he walked with great difficulty, it was clear that his feet were crippled and his hands severely injured. His lean, short body was clad in nothing but a loincloth. Although the crown of his head was slightly
bald, his unremarkable face always wore a gentle, comforting smile. His densely haired body was crisscrossed with scars, bleeding wounds, burns, and marks left by every sort of torture. Even so, a powerful force enveloped the edge of the battlefield. Some kind of domain soothed the living while suppressing the savagery of the undead.
—Ilmater [God of Suffering]!
This lawful good deity of medium divinity seemed to have been persuaded by Kelemvor. He joined