Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

Gabriel tried contacting Karyk, but strangely enough, he couldn't get through. Even now, he couldn't contact Karyk, despite being in the Immortal World.

Not only could he not contact Karyk, but it was as if Karyk had removed all the connection they had. He couldn't even feel that connection anymore.

He didn't understand why that would be the case. He would've been fine if he couldn't reach Karyk because of the distance, but to completely cut off their connections, especially after everything?

Gabriel had a heavy frown on his forehead. He had a really uncomfortable feeling in his heart, and he didn't understand what it was.

He looked at the faces of all the Gods around him, and decided to enter the portal and think about it later.

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Through the portal, all the Rebel Gods returned to the realm of gods.

Seeing the once familiar sight once again, all of them found their eyes getting somewhat moist. Some even dropped to their knees, touching the soil. This was their home when they never thought they were going to see ever again.

In the past, they used to hate Ezekiel. However, currently they felt gratitude toward Ezekiel and Gabriel for making this a reality.

"Stand up! Stop acting like a child. We don't have time to waste! The war isn't over just because the Gods retreated!"

Seeing the Gods act like emotional children, Enoch couldn't help but scold them. They didn't have all the time in the world. They could relax later as well.

First, they had to change the formations of this reason to truly make it their home, or at least make it into something that could benefit them if they were attacked.

They had the knowledge as well as the experience. Some of them were involved in maintenance of these places in the past as well.

The other Gods also realized that they couldn't waste time. They were back home but the danger wasn't gone. This was an opportunity to make this place a safe zone for them.

All the Gods stood up, and spread out throughout the Realm of Gods. However, Gabriel didn't let them go alone. He sent some Shadow Warriors with them to keep an eye on them.

These Shadow Warriors were highly skilled in stealth and combat. Gabriel could see everything that these Shadow Warriors saw, as long as they were in the same realm.

The Gods went to work, and slowly they repaired the formations throughout the Realm of Gods using all the resources that were left behind.

With their combined effort, the once crumbling formations began to regain their former glory. As the Gods continued their work, they could feel the energy of the realm growing stronger with each mended formation.

The vibrant energy radiated through the realm, bringing life and vitality back to the divine beings and their surroundings.

Gabriel watched the realm coming back to life with each passing second. The only thing that was missing was the main formation which was broken by Ezekiel. Unfortunately, none of the Rebels knew how to repair that.

That protective barrier was part of an ancient formation. No one knew who exactly created that formation or how it was created. Repairing that was impossible.

Instead, another protective formation could be created by them for protection, but all of them knew that a weaker formation was not going to last long. However, it was still better than nothing.

"The Protective Formation around the Realm will take three days to be completed. But In the meantime, we have created another formation. This spreads through the space around our realm and alerts us whenever any movement is sensed."

The old man explained, before handing over a small token to Gabriel.

"As you wanted, all the control of these formations have been connected to this badge," he stated.

Gabriel nodded as he examined the intricate carvings on the badge.

With determination in his eyes, he clasped the badge tightly. So far, these people had done exactly as he wanted. They didn't scheme or try to betray him. He also knew it was partially because they were thankful to him, and more because they were scared of Ezekiel.

In their eyes, he and Ezekiel were together. They were the leaders of this realm. As long as the Rebels were allowed to live here, they didn't care about who held the power. They weren't strong enough to hold the authority either after all.

Gabriel understood that fear and gratitude only went so far, and maintaining control would require a delicate balance of power and influence.

He needed to be constantly vigilant, ensuring that their people remained loyal and united under him, for any cracks in his authority could lead to chaos and dissent.

After giving him the control of the Formations, the old man sighed in relief. He was almost done with the task of repairing formation. Now the only thing that was left was to explore the Library as soon as possible.

His heart was thumping in excitement, realizing that he would get to see all the books that he could only watch but never touch. In fact, almost no one in the Realm of Gods was allowed to read them, including the members of the high council.

It was said that the secrets held in those books couldn't be revealed or it was going to be a disaster. That's why the High Council rarely agreed to let anyone read those books, except a few recent ones.

"You want to go to the Library?" Gabriel asked, understanding what the old man's expressions meant.

The old man nodded, revealing a child-like excitement.

"Alright. I'll come with you as well. I also want to see just what those books contain." Gabriel nodded, as he walked in the direction of the library. However, he stopped along the way, noticing a familiar sight in the distance.

His eyes fell on the pond. He had been quite curious about that.

"Do you know what that is?" He asked the old man.

"That..." The old man looked at the pond.