Bab 81: The White Flame. Blade Saint.

The world was wrought with rising liches. However amongst the nine pillar, one was cut short..

The lich didnt wake in the world as many others had. Instead finding himself standing in heaven.

Correction, the god realm.

He glanced at the surrounding. In which only gods and demi god guards stared back. 

He was surrounded on all sides. 

Whilst a god stepped forward to address him.

"Why are you still standing? Kneel!"

Pure divine lightning engulfed the lich, making him crahs to the ground in a pained grunt.

"Tsk.. Really? A decree to rise the undead lords, bring iut annihilation and this is all oen fo your.. Kind amounts to?"

The god spat at the lich.

"Pathetic! We will make an example out of you and send your kind your disgraced corpse!"

"..."

The lich quietly stared at the ground.