Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage



Two days had passed since Alion met with the Lords in the Nether Realm. He placed his side forth and asked for help. However, in the last two days, they hadn't heard anything in return. 

He waited in an underground Cell with Cylix and Novius, along with unconscious Zena. 

"It's as if they completely forgot about us. Are we going to stay here all our life?" Cylix asked Alion. He was shackled, unable to use his full strength. However, he still hated the thought of simply waiting here when the decision of the other side was clear. They weren't going to help them. 

Even Alion was getting tired of waiting. It had been such a long time, yet there was no response. If they were to respond, it would've been long ago. They couldn't afford to wait too long. 

Alion nodded in agreement. "It seems like we can't rely on them anymore. We must prepare to escape on our own."

"With these chains, most of our abilities are sealed. How do you expect us to escape from this place? We are at the depths of their main building." Novius commented. Zena's head was lying on his thighs, still unconscious. 

Her face was completely pale, but fortunately, she was put to sleep before their powers were sealed. There was still a lot of time before she could wake up again, albeit in pain. 

"I've been studying the guards and the layout of this place. We can make a break for it tonight when they change shifts," Alion pointed out. 

When he left the cell to have an audience with the leaders, he had made sure to memorize the entire layout, considering all possibilities. 

Hours passed, and it was finally midnight. However, they still didn't receive any response. Alion couldn't wait any longer. 

He stood up, and walked towards the bars. 

Outside, there was no one. Not a single guard. Just as he expected, guards often left a few minutes earlier before their shift ended, without even waiting for the other guards to arrive. 

The guards in the night shift weren't in any hurry to get here either, since they really didn't think there was any urgency. No one could escape from this place, according to them. 

"The question still remains. How will we leave? Without our abilities, how will we break the doo-" Cylix posed a question, but before he could even finish, he saw Alion grab the bars, and simply bend them. 

Unlike the other Demigods, Alion wasn't strong because of his Divine Abilities. His real strength came from his constant physical training. Even if his Divine Abilities were blocked, his real physical strength was more than enough to compensate. 

That's also why he didn't reveal much worries from the start. He could get free at any moment. 

After creating an opening by bending the bars, he pulled his hands apart, shattering the shackles that were tying his hands, using his inhuman strength. 

"You know you could've just told us, instead of making us worry all this time." Cylix stood up, clenching his fist. 

Alion grabbed the shackles of Cylix and shattered them as well, before doing the same with Novius. 

In an instant, all of them were freed from the shackles. 

Alion stepped out of the room, with Cylix. Carrying Zena, Novius also stepped out. 

After stepping out, Alion straightened the bars, to make sure that the guards didn't know anything was wrong. The cells were dark anyway, so it was hard for anyone to know that someone was missing. 

The group of four was free of imprisonment, but they weren't out of danger yet. They still had to get out of here. 

"Wait..." 

As Alion and the others were leaving, they heard a voice coming from a nearby cell. The voice was husky, as if the person who spoke had a sore throat. 

"Help me as well... Please. They will kill me if I can't escape," the woman in the cell spoke. Her head was covered in a hood, making it hard to see her face properly. 

"I'm sorry, but we don't have time to help anyone else." Alion spoke, shaking his head. 

He started leaving. Even if the other person was in need, he couldn't afford to take another burden. They were in a race against time. 

Unfortunately for him, Cylix didn't think the same. Someone was asking for help.

Moreover, since the girl was in the cell, that meant she was an enemy of this place as well. Abandoning that person was no different than sending her to her death. 

He tried to convince Alion that they should help if they could. 

After a little back and forth, Alion eventually agreed. He bent the bars again, helping the girl out. 

The girl stepped out of the prison, thanking them profusely. However, her voice remained heavy. None realized that the woman was intentionally changing her voice as she was worried that Alion might recognise her. That's also why she hid her face. 

She raised her hand. Alion grabbed the chains and broke them. However, as soon as he broke them, he frowned. 

"You're also a Dark Mage?" Even Novius was surprised. It meant the girl was either from their destroyed world, or from the Upper Realm. 

Alion removed the hood of the girl, revealing her face. 

"It's you!" He exclaimed, after seeing the face of the woman. She had seen the woman a few times, and knew exactly who she was. 

She was the Holy Priestess of Darkness in their world. She also had a conflict with Gabriel. However, that conflict didn't become anything major. 

However, not long after that, she also tried to free the Goddess of Nature from the tomb, something which he saw with his own eyes. 

He knew exactly who this woman was... Or rather which spirit was accompanying her. 

"Long time no see, Alion." A man's voice fell in Alion's ears, as an Illusory spirit appeared next to the woman. 

It was the Spirit of the God of Darkness. However, since he was dead, his strength had fallen a lot.