Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

The Upper Realm was sealed, leaving no chance for anyone to escape from this place.

One could break through the barrier with overwhelming force, but that was also advantageous for Ezekiel as that could give him the specific location of the enemy they were trying to find.

Within seconds, darkness had covered the skies in the Upper Realm.

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In the Southern World, there existed a small village. The village was insignificant to the point that many didn't even know about its existence. Only very few people used to live in the Village.

The Village was surrounded by a barrier of its own, but the villagers couldn't see that barrier. The barrier didn't stop anyone from entering or leaving the village, and remained invisible.

The only thing that the barrier did was to prevent the aura of the Gods from leaking into the area. It also made it impossible for anyone to spy on this place.

The village that could barely sustain in the past had become self-reliable, thanks to the blessings of the gods. Crops could be grown in the otherwise barren land. It also rained more often.

Even now, the Villagers didn't know that the strange guests who arrived at the village months ago were gods. They realized that these people weren't ordinary, and had some powers, but that still didn't make them think of them as gods.

In the Southern World, there were many great clans that could use Mystical Powers. Some called them magicians while others called them with other names. The Villagers thought that the people were the same as them.

Many times, the Villagers asked them why they arrived at the village that was almost on the verge of destruction when people like them could've found a much better place. But they never received an answer. With time, the villagers stopped asking and just accepted the reality.

The Gods and the Villagers lived in the same village, having no conflict. At the start, the Gods interacted with the Villagers more, but with time, it was hard to even come across a god as the Gods started preparing for a war as well.

A separate area was made in the Village, where Weapons and other things were crafted by the artisans.

Everyone was training extensively. The sound of thunder and explosions could often be heard, but the villagers were accustomed to it.

The Villagers could feel that the Gods were preparing for something big, as if their lives depended on it. Some even wondered if these people were going to enter some war.

They didn't know when the supposed war was to start. But the Gods gave it their all when it came to strengthening themselves. They were going to attack the Realm of Gods, but they were just waiting for Caen to come out of his training.

Unfortunately, before Caen came out, the war had already begun in a way.

The Gods stood under the sky, looking toward. Slowly, the entire sky was turning dark. Darkness was slowly covering the Sword, but it wasn't just the darkness.

The Gods were more sensitive to it. They could see that it wasn't just the darkness that was surrounding the world. Instead, it was the aura of Abyss. They could also feel the spatial laws around the world becoming more complex, making it impossible for them to teleport or open a spatial portal.

"I suppose it's not the work of Young Lord Caen?" One of the Gods asked, his expressions turning grim. Other than Caen, there was only one person who could use the abyss. It was Ezekiel!

"And here I thought, we would be the one attacking the Realm of Gods. To think that the War would take place in the Upper Realm!" Another God sighed, looking back at the village.

Even though they had only lived here for a short time, after interacting with the mortal villagers, all of them had grown some compassion towards these mortals. None accepted it, but all of them had started considering these mortals one of them.

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The Leader of the High Council rushed to Cave where Caen was training, to inform him that the enemies had arrived, but by the time he reached the Cave, Caen had already stepped out.

He had already sensed the change in the worldy laws. Caen's expressions were serious, but more than that, his eyes were vengeful.

He had long been ready for the war. But he wanted to strengthen himself even more! That's why he didn't start the battle. He wanted to end the enemies in one battle!

He wanted to destroy Ezekiel who killed his mother! Although he believed he could have further developed his strength over time, his current level of strength was not inadequate.

He was multiple times stronger than he used to be, when he had faced Ryder back on earth. Moreover, that was when he didn't use the Crystals at all.

With Crystals, he was no different than a being on an entirely different level. He didn't have all the crystals, but the ones that he had possessed great power in itself.

He wasn't a coward. If anything, he was even more eager to crush Ezekiel's throat and have revenge for his mother.

"Is the sword ready?" he asked the God before him.

He already had a weapon in the past, but for this war, he asked for that Weapon to be modified! He asked the Artisans to modify his Divine Sword a little! He asked them to add the Crystals that he had gathered into the Sword.

"It's ready." The God replied, escorting Caen to the place where the divine artisan created their weapons.

Caen's Sword was already prepared, and ready for him to take it. The sword was still as dark as it used to be in the past, brimming with Divine Energy, but it was also different.

The Sword appeared slightly longer yet a lot heavier. And more surprisingly, in the hilt of the sword, all the Special Gems of Life were embedded.

Caen firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, lifting it, feeling a unique power course through his body.