Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

Karyk was pushed out of the scenario, as soon as Aizen was killed. However, not before seeing the face of Ezekiel. It was definitely the same person that was left trapped to rot.

Not only was he back, but for some reason, he was stronger than ever.

Karyk felt slightly taken aback. However, through these visions, he received more questions than answers. Just what happened to Ezekiel after that? Who stopped him?

Since he heard no mention of that person, he quite believed that Ezekiel had most probably died in that war, but not before having his revenge.

Deep inside, he knew that Ezekiel had a reason to do all that. If he was in that guy's place, he would've tried to have revenge as well. He would've brought the Realm of Gods crashing down as well, without thinking about the consequences.

However, he still felt some deep anger towards Ezekiel. That man was trying to have revenge. It was fine. However, he went far and beyond.

Karyk lived Aizen's life through those memories. He felt a connection with Aizen's children... The ones who were nothing like Aizen. Unlike their greedy and cruel father, the children were pure and innocent.

However, Karyk watched those children be killed right before his eyes, as if it was Ezekiel's method of making Aizen feel the pain before killing him.

Even as he was out of the dream, he still felt his heart tremble... The face of the children, when they were killed right before his eyes, kept flashing through his eyes.

The people who had no responsibility were killed by Ezekiel. And it was clear that they weren't the first who died.

He himself had killed so many innocent people, but he did that unintentionally. He didn't particularly target the innocent.

On the other hand, Ezekiel was so clouded in hate, that he had become a demon, forgetting the difference between right and wrong.

The man who once used to be so innocent that he didn't even know how greedy a human could be... He had now become a Demon, who killed someone's child to make them suffer, using the life of those kids as pawns.

Ezekiel had become the thing that he hated the most...

However, it was clear that Ezekiel had failed in the end, since the Realm of Gods was still intact, because of Chaos... who was considered to be the powerless god of his era.

Karyk placed his hand on his chest. His head was getting a little dizzy. However, he stood up, and moved over to the next tombstone.

As he read the inscription on the stone, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in his heart for some reason. He didn't know why he felt sad, just at the sight of the name inscribed on the tombstone.

For some reason, he felt a little hesitation, as if his heart was telling him that he didn't need to see this...

As much as he was hesitating, he still placed his hand on the tombstone, facing his consciousness sucked by the tombstone.

....

Gabriel fought with the Gods, trying to hold them back. The Dark Space became even darker, as a different layer of darkness spread out, one which was under direct control of Gabriel.

The Gods were not pleased with Gabriel's actions and retaliated with their full force, unleashing their wrath. However, for some reason, they realized that they couldn't even hit Gabriel.

Inside the dark mist, he was like smoke. He was everywhere, yet he was nowhere. And this ability belonged to all his clones as well.

Not a single attack was able to touch him, no matter how frightening. It was as if this Darkness was his Domain and he was the only God within this domain. He was one with this darkness.

He was only responsible to hold them back, so he didn't directly engage with them unless he had to. Through his darkness, he made it impossible for even the gods to see more than a few meters.

It was as if he made all the gods lose their directions, so they couldn't know where Ezekiel was.

"Enough with these futile tricks!" The God of War raised his spear. The spear shone in beautiful bright light, illuminating his surroundings. However, the God of War didn't stop there.

He raised his left hand, bringing out another Spear, appearing to be completely identical.

He raised both the spears, hitting one against the other, making a cross.

The clash of the two spears sent a terrifying wave of destruction all around him. Lightning sparkled around him, and space shattered. It was as if even time had stopped for a brief moment.

The impact of the attack was so powerful that all the dark mist around him dissipated, revealing Gabriel in the distance. He was finally out of Gabriel's Domain.

He wasn't alone either! All the other Gods also used their power attacks to free themselves. One dissipated the domain entirely, while other used their weapons to cut through the element of darkness itself.

Even though the Young Gods hadn't fought in a long time, they were still not someone that could be taken lightly. All of them had lived for at least hundreds of years, training and perfecting their abilities with the help of their parents.

The amount of control that they had over their strength couldn't be ignored.

One after another, all the Dark Domains were broken.

The cracks on the barrier of the Realm of Gods had also become bigger, as Ezekiel continued attacking. Flames of revenge flickered deeply in his heart.

He hadn't forgotten his oath! He wasn't going to forget his last! He had taken an oath to destroy the Realm of Gods, and no matter the cost, he wanted to see through to that!

On the other side of the barrier, he soon noticed a vague figure... It was a woman, who stood inside the barrier, gazing at him.

She was Caen's mother, the Goddess of Reincarnation. Ezekiel and the Goddess of Reincarnation faced each other, with a barrier filled with cracks in between them.