Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

Gabriel opened the door of the majestic castle, only to be greeted by a completely unexpected sight.

The first thing that greeted him after he opened the doors was a majestic hall, that was huge! The hall seemed to cover an area even larger than the castle itself. It was as if the space inside the castle didn't follow the rules of space and time.

However, what stunned him even more was that the hall wasn't completely empty.

He could see many people inside the hall. There were at least more than a hundred people inside that place. However the strange part was that all of them had no signs of life. It was as if they were all lifeless.

Despite being lifeless, they weren't like corpses. They had their own aura, it was as if they were just sleeping.

Gabriel had seen many Head Priests outside, but even the aura of the weakest undead here was stronger than what any Head Priest could possess! If anything, that aura was closer to a Holy Priest!

"Is this... the real army of Undead?" Gabriel frowned. All the undead here were stronger than what he was able to create. Even the weakest here was like Raphael in strength, let alone the stronger ones! Every one of them could destroy an Empire all alone!

"The army that was actually created by Karyk? It wasn't destroyed?" Frowning, Gabriel finally stepped inside the castle.

Even though there were so many undeads, none of them were moving. It was as if they were all in deep sleep at the moment.

What was even more surprising was that there were shackles around their ankles, as if they weren't allowed to leave this place. Other than the shackles, there was also a powerful formation under all of their feets.

"These shackles... They are similar to what was used to imprison the Holy Priestess of Nature. They were created by Karyk. But why?"

If Gabriel didn't know better about the spells of Army of Undead, he would've assumed that it was because these undead betrayed Gabriel but that was impossible. As an Undead, if these people had anything, it was their undying loyalty to their master!

"There was no way they could betray or go against Karyk. Then why?" Gabriel frowned, observing the shackles which were obviously weaker than the shackles of the Holy Priestess of Nature. It was as if these shackles were just here as a form of precautions for something.

"Why would he seal them here? What exactly killed him? Why didn't he use this army?"

Confused, Gabriel walked deeper and deeper into the hall, looking carefully at all the Undead. He couldn't deny that they were all just in a different league than his own Undeads!

Many of the Undeads here had weapons of their own, which were also Numens! It wasn't surprising though. They worked for a god after all.

"This entire place is so strange. The energy here is full of death. Is this the Holy Region of Death?"

After passing through the sea of undead army, Gabriel reached the end of the hall where he saw a dark red staircase leading upstairs.

He didn't step on the stairs. Instead, he turned around. Looking at all the powerful undead, he had an idea. Even though he wasn't Karyk and couldn't have their undying loyalty, but if he could free them, and use their strength for himself, wasn't it an incredible feat?

"Will they really work for me just because I share the same element?" He wondered. He didn't know how to break the formation under their feet, or what was going to happen after he released them which made him hesitate a little.

"I should check upstairs first. Try to find out just what happened here. I should free them when I'm leaving. If I try now, and something goes wrong, I'll have no choice but to retreat and won't be able to check upstairs..."

After a few minutes, he dropped the idea, not wanting to be too hasty.

He stepped on the stairs and went upstairs, not knowing that all the Undead opened their eyes at once, glancing at his back...

****

Gabriel stepped on the first floor, which was quite different from the ground floor.

No matter what, the interior of this castle was far away from looking like a real castle. It was as if each floor had a different world in itself.

While the ground floor contained the Army of Undead, the first floor had something even more amazing.

The first floor was covered in mist, all around. It was even impossible to see through this mist, no matter what he tried. However, through this mist, he felt an even stronger power than the army of undead.

Gabriel walked through the mist, having no destination at all. The deeper he entered, the heavier the mist became.

Through the mist, he could even see some figures at times, but as he chased after those figures, they disappeared like ghosts.

Even though he didn't understand what was on this floor, he felt as if it was too important for him. He could even feel the buzzing of his ring of Necromancy which was getting stronger and stronger.

****

Outside the garden of Legacy, the two Envoys of Temple of Time were standing. They were staring at the darkness ahead.

The man known as Ozen rubbed his forehead. "So that place was always hiding in the spatial cracks in this garden. What a good place..."

"Can you close that crack?" Litvia asked him.

"I can close it, but would that change anything? Whoever opened this place is already inside. Even if I seal this crack, all it takes is one attack from those Undeads and the crack will not only open, but also become bigger," Ozen responded. "We can only enter that place ourselves and kill the person who opened it."

"I just hope that it won't be too late." He sighed, before stepping inside the garden.

Litvia followed behind the man, entering the dark abyss inside the garden as well.

As soon as the two of them entered, both of them expected to be sent to the same place as Gabriel.

Boom~

Two figures flew out of the Garden of Legacy, crashing on the streets far away from the Garden.

Both the Envoys of Temple of Time were bleeding, and seemed heavily injured. It was as if they had suffered heavy injuries!

Their expressions were unsightly while their faces were pale. However, thanks to the pendants on their chest, all their wounds healed, as if the time of their body was reversed.

The two stood up. There was a trace of anger in their eyes while also a trace of astonishment.