Qier died horribly.
When the Undead rushed over and discovered that the dozens of corpses controlled by this demon worshipper were almost all young children, they went completely mad.
They had not forgotten the words Hill had specifically marked above the man's head: "Necrophile, pedophile."
Even in an interstellar society where most death penalties had been abolished, such crimes remained unforgivable.
Moreover, they could not see such horrifying scenes themselves, so they acted with even fewer reservations.
In the end, the Elven city guards who brought Holy Water to clean up the aftermath were left vomiting so badly that they could not eat for half a month.
Hill did not even dare imagine the kind of scene that could make even these Elves, who had seen far more than he had, unable to bear it.
He absolutely could not, like those curious Elves, run over to listen as the city guards on duty that day vomited and gave detailed accounts.
So he merely asked Lynn to send them the finest Holy Water, along with the purest Elven Wine.
After all, although they looked rather miserable, they carried a strange sense of pride.
Corellon, on the other hand, was very pleased.
Because of the Undead's excessively fierce actions, Demogorgon actually hesitated for a second while retrieving Qier's soul.
Then Torm, the God of Loyalty, intercepted it.
Qier's soul was directly plastered onto the Crystal Sphere Wall.
Toril's deceptive Wall of the Faithless had barely held anyone since the former Death God Myrkul completely fell... If someone truly ended up there, the gods would probably gather to witness such a spectacle.
No, even Demons and Devils would abandon the Blood War to go admire such a rare existence.
After the wall was built, Myrkul himself had barely used it. It seemed he