Kemler's head fell to the ground, and the Undead Grand Mage who ravaged the Gray Mountain Range for decades had a gradually dazed look. His slowly dilating pupils reflected the La-Mesnil Abbey within the distant mountain gorge.
There, lies the Staff of Nagash he pursued all his life.
But it's all over now.
He and his Ancient Tomb Legion's long history has come to an end.
At the moment of Kemler's death, the entire Undead Army began to collapse completely. Those powerful Desolate Tomb Guards and Skeleton Warriors, those Undying Creatures, those Undead Chaos Chosen Warriors, all collapsed in place, turning into piles of bone scraps.
Without the supply of energy from the Mortal World, Guer's body gradually disintegrated, and it continued to speak: "My master is..."
