Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

Some time had passed since Gabriel returned from his training. In the meantime, all the preparations for the Wars were completed by the rebel gods.

Gabriel was sitting in the Protected Room, where the strange fishes and the mysterious pond was. He didn't know why, but this was the place where he felt most at peace.

For hours, he watched the fishes. And there was never a single time where a fish repeated the same movement. Every time, there was a change, no matter how minute.

Gabriel had gone to the old man a few times to ask him if he found out anything from the Ancient Library, about the fishes.

Since Gabriel was more interested in the fishes, he forgot that he had also asked the man to find out about his past.

As Gabriel forgot about this, he didn't ask. And the old man didn't answer either. And when it came to the fishes, the old man genuinely didn't know anything at all.

It was something that wasn't mentioned in any of the Books at all. With even the old man failing in finding the answer, Gabriel could only give up on the mystery for the time being.

For the rest of the time, he stayed in the secret room. On one particular day, there was a knock on the door.

Gabriel stepped out of the room, only to find one of the Rebel Gods standing outside.

"The Preparations are complete." The man delivered the message. "Everyone is ready for the War, and waiting for your orders."

"Finally," Gabriel muttered as he exited the room, the doors gracefully closing behind him.

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Gabriel emerged from the grand Palace, his flowing crimson robe billowing in the gentle breeze.

In Front of the Palace, all the Rebels had gathered. Almost all of them were ready for war. Their killing intent towards their enemies was so strong that even Gabriel could feel it clearly.

There was no fear of death in their eyes. In the last few days, all of them had prepared themselves with the mindset that they weren't going to return alive from this war.

They were all ready to sacrifice their lives against the enemies, all to have revenge on what they had to go through all these years.

With Gabriel and Ezekiel, they also had powerful beings supporting them. Moreover, it was only a matter of time before they were attacked. The war was inevitable. It was only about who took the initiative and the first movers advantage.

In addition to Gabriel, Ezekiel also made an appearance. However, unlike the Rebel Gods, neither Ezekiel nor Gabriel were armed with any weapons.

"You're all still pathetically weak. If you enter this war, you will all die. Do you still want to enter this war?" Ezekiel asked the Rebel Gods.

Even though he asked in a kind tone, as if giving them one last chance to get out of this war, the reality was different. Ezekiel wasn't a kind person, at least not to anyone other than Gabriel.

Even though he asked them a question, the outcome of the question was already decided. Every single person who tried to show cowardice or run away, he was going to kill them right here and right now.

Fortunately, no rebel gods fell for this trap. None of them were cowards.

"We've lived for thousands of years like a coward, but not anymore! We won't be hiding anymore, even if we die! This time, we must win!"

"Gabriel helped us get our home back! How can we abandon him when he needs us?! Not in this life!"

"We won't run away!"

One after another, they stood tall, ready to face the impending battle. Their determination was unwavering, fueled by the belief in their cause and the conviction that they would prevail against all odds.

The rebels had found their strength in unity, and they were prepared to sacrifice everything for their freedom. Their unified voices echoed through the air, inspiring courage in those who had doubted and spurring them to join the fight.

"In the war, I won't be able to help you. The two of us might be busy, so you'll have to rely on yourself. Are you certain you don't want to think twice?" Gabriel also asked, genuinely giving them a moment to think about it.

However, the unwavering determination in their eyes left no doubt that they were entirely committed to their cause.

Gabriel could only respond grimly. "I don't know how many of us will make it back alive. But I do know that each and every one of you possesses the strength and courage to change the direction of the battle!"

"This is a war for my future, but this is also a war for your future! A future that was taken from you by those in power! Together, you will fight to reclaim what is rightfully yours and build a world where you will never have to hide again!"

The place fell into an immediate hush after Gabriel spoke. However, as the Rebel Gods regained their composure, a thunderous warcry erupted from their mouths, resonating throughout the vast expanse of the realm. The flame of their fierce fighting spirit had been reignited, even stronger than before.

Gabriel nodded in satisfaction. It was time to start.

He raised his head, once again planning to return to the Upper Realm. But this time, his purpose was different. This time, he was there for a war!

A portal appeared outside the Upper Realm. From the Portal, Gabriel stepped out. Another portal opened next to him, and Ezekiel arrived.

Not long after, the Rebel Gods also arrived and stood behind them.

Gabriel clenched his fist, looking at the Upper Realm. The four words were so cast. Each world was larger than earth by multiple times, all spread out by a spatial barrier. But for Gabriel, it didn't matter.

Ezekiel raised his right hand, a terrifying aura spreading out from him. It was as if the Abyss had to life.

The strange yet uncomfortable Abyssal Energy spread out, surrounding and sealing the Upper Realm.

Other than the Central World, all the other Upper Realm Worlds were sealed.