Talos watched as Amberser systematically handled various pieces of intelligence, an act that excited Him so much that His hands were nearly rubbing out hundreds of spherical lightning bolts.
Although Talos couldn't suppress His own wrath and fury, He was no fool and was very aware that Amberser was an intelligent man.
This lich not only possessed great wisdom, He also had the power to stir chaos in the world.
Such a person, Talos wanted to grasp in His hands, wanted to make this lich His subordinate, to have him fiercely strike at the followers of other deities.
"What a pity that He is a lich!"
Talos had once bestowed His divine power upon a lich, but all He got in return was betrayal.
Vishalon had fled, and to this day, Talos still couldn't find the whereabouts of this God of the Liches.
The very identity of a lich was too repugnant for Talos.
