"Crocodile Tears? What the hell is that?" Hill couldn't help staring at the giant screen in surprise, then understood... Sebek was playing a game of mutual self-destruction with the undead!
Apparently, it was a divine spell that made his creations feel his sorrow, then choose to sacrifice themselves to make their chief god happy again?
Hmm... "crocodile tears" really were just as ironic in every world!
Hill raised an eyebrow. He noticed that the crocodiles blown to pieces reverted to dead branches, and whenever that enormous crocodile passed by, the branches were transformed into crocodiles again.
Was this... a contest to see which side could blow the other up first?
Sebek probably hadn't acquired much of Malar's memories, to be so optimistic about the undead's numbers.
"Wait," Hill said, abruptly raising his head. "He just came straight out?
"Then why was the Mulhorandi Pantheon being so secretive?"
"Whatever Sebek does, the Mulhorandi Pantheon can simply claim they knew nothing about it." Lathander scoffed. "After all, he's also a member of the Unther Pantheon.
"Back in the days of the Imaskar Kingdom, he betrayed Anhur and sold the pantheon's secrets to Unther in an attempt to seize control of the Mulhorandi Pantheon.
"Unfortunately, neither side won afterward. They both lost to the orcs and dragons, and in the end, they even made peace and fought the orcs together.
"So plenty of things seemed to have been swept under the rug... but who would believe that?
"Once someone has betrayed you, nobody can rule out a second betrayal.
"Look at this incident. Sebek would never sacrifice himself for Mulhorand's interests, and Anhur certainly knows that."
Hill blinked in confusion. Then why did Anhur insist on using Sebek?
"The Mulhorandi Pantheon is essentially a family pantheon." Selûne laughed. "They all cluster tightly around