Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

The ground beneath him shifted and twisted, but he kept his footing, his focus unyielding.

As the battle raged on, things became even more dangerous. Sometimes, the entire world was upside down. It was as if reality itself was being warped, fooling his mind into subconsciously reacting.

With each swing of his sword, he shattered the illusions, piece by piece, yet he felt as if he was being toyed with.

The God of Illusions frowned, his laughter turning into frustrated growls.

But the deity was not one to give up easily. He conjured even more elaborate illusions, distorting Gabriel's perception of reality.

The world around him morphed and contorted, threatening to overwhelm his senses. Doubt crept into Gabriel's mind, and for a moment, he faltered.

"Not real..." Gabriel shouted, shaking off the encroaching doubt. He kept his eyes closed. Instead of trusting his ears and his eyes, he trusted his senses. He temporarily shut down his vision and healing abilities, so he couldn't fall for the illusions.

He centered himself and relied on his instincts. In the darkness behind his eyelids, he found clarity. He visualized a shield of pure light surrounding him, repelling the illusions with its radiant power.

With renewed determination, Gabriel charged at the God of Illusions. His movements were swift and precise, his strikes fueled by unwavering belief in his senses. The illusions shattered upon impact, crumbling away like fragile glass.

Having his illusions broken so easily, the God of Illusions was stunned b

In a final act of desperation, he conjured a massive illusionary creature, towering over Gabriel with menacing eyes and sharp claws.

He didn't realize that Gabriel couldn't see it, or be intimidated. Still, Gabriel launched himself at the beast, slashing through its illusory form.

As the creature disintegrated, the God of Illusions revealed himself once more, his face twisted with rage.

Gabriel seized the opportunity, delivering a swift and decisive strike, piercing through the deity's defenses. The God of Illusions let out a howl of defeat, dissipating into nothingness.

Silence fell upon the battlefield, broken only by Gabriel's labored breaths. He unsealed his senses, and opened his eyes.

He looked around, his eyes filled with a mix of exhaustion and triumph. The illusions that had once plagued the land had vanished, leaving behind a sense of clarity and freedom.

With a weary but satisfied smile, Gabriel sheathed his sword.

Finally, he was able to see his surroundings clearly. The previously desolate land was clearly the lavish realm of gods, with floating islands in the surroundings. The dead bodies of gods around him happened to be illusions as well.

In reality, there were no dead bodies nearby. Everything was exactly the same as it used to be when he entered the place.

However, something was different. There was a formation on the ground that had covered the entire land and the sky.

It was unclear what that massive formation was. However, it covered the entire land of realms. Moreover, this formation only appeared after Ezekiel was taken away and the battle seemingly stopped.

The formation was unfamiliar and unknown, and it stretched as far as his eyes could see. However, more than the formation, he was concerned about Ezekiel.

He flew toward the direction where the battle had taken place in the empty space.

Within a few minutes, he flew past the borders of the Realm of Gods, stopping in the battlefield.

The signs of the battle were still present there. The space was still trying to repair itself, after all the destruction. Unfortunately, Ezekiel was nowhere to be found. Not just him, but the gods weren't anywhere either. It was as if everyone had just disappeared.

He couldn't even use the Sword given by Ezekiel to trace him since the sword was broken.

....

In the mysterious unknown world, Ezekiel was surrounded by the Gods that he had killed throughout his life. The gods were reborn. Even though they didn't have as much strength as they did in the past, the sheet number of them was in the hundreds.

The Goddess of Reincarnation watched everything from a distance. There was a thoughtful expression on her face.

She felt bad, and even a little sad that she had to do this. The reason she helped the Gods in their rebirth was because she felt sad for them. They died to protect the Realm of Gods.

With Janus' help, she created a new world for them to live, where they could slowly regain their strength. Unfortunately, now that things came to this, she had no choice but to bring Ezekiel here.

This was the only separate dimension that was strong enough to hold back Ezekiel, since this was made by the only person who could be compared to Chaos.

To save the realm of gods, she had to sacrifice the gods who had once died.

Unfortunately, she still didn't know why Ezekiel had killed them, and why he hated the gods so much. Ezekiel never explained, before he started slaughtering everyone.

From her side, she couldn't let him go crazy. There were many children in the Realm of Gods, who needed their protection. Even if Ezekiel had a valid reason to be upset, she couldn't let him destroy everything.

This was also the same realm she tried to stop him last time. The last thing, Chaos came to help her. However, this time she was on her own, while Ezekiel was even stronger.

To save the children and the lives of the people in the Realm of Gods, she was willing to sacrifice everything, including her life.

That's why she had already commanded the Gods to abandon the Realm of Gods temporarily, and take the children with them as well.

She had effectively told the gods to abandon the Realm of Gods, since she wasn't sure how long she could stop this man for.

If she failed, she was willing to die, to buy a few more minutes for the others to escape from the Realm of Gods.

It was a war where both sides were right in their own way. One wanted to have revenge, while the other wanted to protect. Both had their own reasons, yet no one was ready to listen to the other.