Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage



"It's not just the words that you use that are familiar. For some reason, there's a familiar stench on this guy... Which is disgusting!" The Statue's voice came. "Kill him!" 

"With pleasure!" The Lord of Flames cackled as he stepped forward. 

With each step, a deep footprint was left behind on the ground as if the road under his feet itself was melting. 

His eyes flashed with a demonic light as he raised his hand and summoned a raging inferno, ready to consume his target. But before he could strike, a figure darted forward. 

A dark mist spread everywhere, making it almost impossible to see anything. 

"Aren't you taking me too lightly?" Gabriel frowned. "This is just the start. I am not letting yo-"

Gabriel was amidst his sentence, when the Statue suddenly released a shocked gasp. "Leave right now!"

"What?" Even the Lord of Flames was confused. It was easy for him to take care of this mist. Then just what made the Statue worry so much?

Even though the Statue was still partially sealed, what was there that could scare him to this extent? Was Gabriel really stronger than he expected?

As the Lord of Flames was still confused, he suddenly felt a terrifying pressure falling on his shoulder. He dropped to his knees, under the uncontrollable pressure. Even though he became a True God, he couldn't resist the pressure! However, he wasn't the only one. 

Even Gabriel dropped to his knees, as the terrifying pressure came out of nowhere. 

The mist that he had conjured disappeared. There was an innate anger deep within his heart, rising for some reason. It was as if it was hated etched deep in his bones. 

The Lord of Flames couldn't even move under this pressure. 

"Did they find me?! I need to leave!" The Statue exclaimed. "If I was completely unsealed, I could've taken care of it, but as I am now..."

A dark energy came out of the statue, which shrouded the body of the Lord of Flames. At the same time, the space under the Lord of Flames split open.

The Lord of Flames fell inside the Spatial Crack with the statue, disappearing as they escaped, leaving Gabriel behind. 

Gabriel wasn't the only one who was on his knees at the moment though. Almost everyone in the Northern, Southern, Eastern and Western World was on their knees. 

Some of the weaker humans disintegrated, dying right away under the pressure. The rest suffered major injuries. 

For some reason, they all felt as if there was an invisible force scanning all the worlds, trying to find someone. 

Back in the Beast Forest, all the Beast Lords also sensed this energy. They all stood up, looking toward the sky with a grim expression on their faces. 

"Is it finally the day? They found us?" 

The Lion Monarch took a sip of his wine, glancing at the dark sky. His eyes revealed a fighting spirit instead of fear, as if he knew that sooner or later, this day was going to come, where someone was going to locate them, and come to annihilate the rebels. 

"Huh? They're not here for us?" He frowned after a few seconds, as he noticed the Divine Consciousness pass over him, without paying any attention. 

This made him feel really strange. Just what were these people here for in that case? Why was the Realm of Gods making an appearance in the Upper Realm after so long?

Only the Central World was a place which wasn't scanned by the Divine Sense, since it was already a sealed world that was almost impossible to reach. 

However, the Lord of the Upper World in the Central Realm also felt that presence. 

"This strength..." He glanced in a particular direction. "The Realm of Gods..."

A mirror appeared before him, which revealed a scene where multiple black portals opened above the skies of all four words of the upper realm, but no one came out of them. 

It was as if the portals were a warning, telling them to not try anything, since the portals were connected to the Abyss. 

"Is it the Prince who I heard was going around playing with various lower worlds? Did he come here to play instead?" The Lord of Upper Realm frowned. 

"My Lord, shall we go there and take care of it?" The Northern General asked, gazing at the mirror. 

The King of the Upper Realm shook his head. "Let them play around. As long as they don't mess up too much, let them be. You're no match for the person who is coming..."

He sat on the throne, keeping his eye on the mirror. "Only I can take care of it, but I can't leave the Central World at the moment... If I do, everything I worked for will go to waste."

The mirror revealed a group coming out from one of the Portal which was right above the City in which Gabriel was present. 

A young man, with a majestic aura around him stepped out. His robe fluttered behind him, giving him an impressive appearance, as if he was a god descending to the realm of mortals. Caen had arrived in the Northern World. 

"Caen... Son of the person who turned the entire universe upside down..." The King of Upper Realm commended, as his expressions turned serious. "He's here for Karyk's other half?"

Initially, he thought that the guy was here to play around. However, it was too much of a coincidence that he appeared right where Gabriel was, and that too, after scanning all four worlds. 

Back in the destroyed city, Gabriel had managed to resist the pressure as the words on his bones started shining inside, shrouding his body in a unique aura of its own. 

He stood up, gazing at the group of people in the sky. 

At that moment, his gaze Caen's gaze, who looked at him in amusement, as if he was a prey and nothing else. 

Caen landed in the ruined city, around twenty meters away from Gabriel. "Finally got you... The puppet of my dear uncle…"