This conversation didn't go like Bardeelus wanted it to. Laidon said some really unpredictable stuff, so it was difficult to argue with him.
Nevertheless, Bardeelus thought of some new contents now, and prepared to use them.
First he said, "Do you know what this all is telling me? You're not the shit, just a poser."
"A poser?" Laidon followed along.
"Yup," He said, "You're the 'father of necromancy', but you can't even go to the mountain's tunnels without dying off. Looks like the demon lords have you in their grasp after all."
"No they don't!" Laidon's voice reached a high pitch, "I outlived their bullshit a thousand times. They can't kill me, even if they invade this world ten times, over and over. I am a true immortal."
"A trapped immortal, I'd say." He added.