The smile on Raylo's face slowly faded.
"Take your Undead Realm and leave the Northern Territory. Go to the South, to those nations belonging to the Light Holy See, and unleash an... Undead Celestial Calamity."
Modi Caesar's Soul Fire suddenly solidified.
Go to the South?
Wage war against the Light Holy See?
Although he was naturally at odds with the Light Holy See, taking the initiative to provoke a war in places where Divine Authority was deeply rooted was tantamount to a suicide mission.
The foundations of the Light Holy See were far deeper than the world imagined.
He looked at Raylo coldly. "You want to use me as your weapon?"
"You could understand it that way," Raylo said without evasion. "But you should know that you don't have many choices."
Modi Caesar let out a harsh, cold laugh.
"Count Raylo, I admit this Undead World is quite tempting. But what makes you think I will follow your orders? Don't forget, I too am a Catastrophe Level entity!"
