Chapter 214: Return to the Desert
Even though the Chairman had turned into a tentacled abomination, he was still one of the most formidable figures in the world.
Ambrose excelled at tricking others into working for him. He was a miser; even if he was forced to use his own resources, he'd make sure to squeeze ten times the value out of them.
The Chairman, on the other hand, was far more generous. He suppressed the splaad with overwhelming firepower, then promised them a host of benefits.
Under that approach, the giant toads—creatures even smarter than humans—quickly became his underlings.
It was precisely because the splaad possessed such intelligence that they knew when resistance was pointless. When faced with irresistible might, they naturally chose to compromise.
Of course, their submission was mostly lip service. They hadn't suddenly become devout believers. But the Chairman still obtained what he wanted: a very small amount of faith.
After his transformation, the Chairman had entered a peculiar state, something like a god, yet not quite one. That trickle of faith would help push him further along the path of becoming a true deity. Perhaps the next time they met, the Chairman would have become a deity in truth.
Naturally, Ambrose very much hoped that would be the case.
From every angle, the Chairman made for an excellent ally. Ambrose was a lich. Even if his master was the God of Alchemy, he was destined to stand opposed to the lawful gods sooner or later, and the lawful gods were the ones who had exiled the Chairman in the first place. In that sense, they were natural allies.