Strongest Necromancer Of Heaven's Gate-Novel



An hour had passed since Hereswith's words rang out across the entirety of Solais and Elysium.

The normal people found this event quite intriguing, and they were merely reminded of the Mythical Guild, Heaven's Gate, whose name had also been announced through every corner of both worlds.

However, for the true Powerhouses of the world, namely the Saints and Supreme, this announcement made them all feel that something was about to be born.

·ƈθm They were not thinking of a child being born or anything of the sort. What they were feeling was that a new "Law of the World" would be born, which would either be a good or bad thing and definitely world-changing.

Similar to the Law of Gravity that kept everyone's feet firmly planted on the ground, the new Law would always remain active.

That was what worried these Powerful Beings.

Like the Saints and Supremes, sentient Creatures that had stepped into the Ranks of Calamity and Demigod could also feel the upcoming change.

As for those who stood at the top of the World, they weren't too worried that these changes could threaten them.

However, there was always a first for everything, and this new Law that was being created would soon be put to the test.

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Inside the Conference Room of the Divine Temple of Light…

All the Champions of Light had stopped whatever they were doing and hastily headed to their Headquarters in order to discuss the current situation.

"I can't be wrong," a High Templar said with a solemn expression on his face. "That was Hereswith's voice."

One of the Elders of the Divine Army of Light also nodded his head in agreement.

"Did she survive?" the Elder asked. "I wasn't there when she was hunted down. I thought she was dead all these years."

"She is dead," the High King of Lunaria, who was also one of the Champions of Light, stated in a firm tone. "I was the one that killed her. I even made sure to burn her body to ashes, so she wouldn't be able to revive herself in any way possible."

"I was also there when it happened," the Old Priest seated opposite the High King commented. "I even cast a Purification Spell on the ashes in order to ensure that she would stay dead."

"And yet… we hear her voice," the one who was seated at the very center of the Conference Table said in a cold tone. "Unless all of us hallucinated at the same time, there is no mistake that it was Hereswith's voice."

"Your Excellency, I was sure that I killed her," the High King stated. "There were twelve others in this room who had been with me at that time. They were the ones who helped me seal her. Although her Disciple escaped, we are certain that she is dead and would never revive."

The twelve other Champions of the Divine Army all nodded their heads to affirm that they were indeed there when they put an end to the life of the Heretic, who was at the very top of their order's Kill List.

Ever since her death, the top spot had been occupied by her disciple, Gaap, who commanded the Giant of Destruction, Antero.

"Let's say that you have indeed killed her," the Sovereign of the Divine Army who commanded all of the Divine Champions, as well as the Army of Light, started in the same cold tone that he used earlier. "However, do not forget that she is a Necromancer.

"A very peculiar one who had not only stepped onto the path of Necromancy but dared to tread the path of Light as well. She was a heretic through and through, which was why we hunted her down. Such an existence cannot be allowed to live… and yet, here we are, talking about her and wondering if she's really dead."

An awkward silence descended inside the room as the Champions glanced at each other, unable to say anything after hearing their Sovereign's words.

"Let's set aside Hereswith for now," the Oracle of Light stated. "I used Divination in order to get to the bottom of things. Although Hereswith did have a connection with what happened an hour ago, she was not the main focus of this incident. At most, she is just a supporter."

The Oracle of Light narrowed her eyes before waving her hand.

The image of a giant Skeleton King, holding a dome of blood in its hands, appeared in front of everyone.

Gasps of surprise spread inside the room as the Champions of Light and their Sovereign looked at the ominous-looking Undead in front of them, who was just as tall as the Golem of Destruction that they feared to a certain extent.

"This is the only thing that I saw when I used my Divine Artifact to pinpoint the cause of this incident," the Oracle of Light said. "Currently, that giant Skeleton King is inside the Necromancer's Sacred Lands. The only reason why I managed to catch a glimpse of it is because the veil that protected the Holy Land of the Necromancers had disappeared.

"Even so, my Divination was only able to capture this figure before it lost all of its power. If we want to know what is going on, there is only one thing we can do."

The expression of everyone inside the room turned serious after hearing the Oracle's words. There was only one way to know what was happening, and that was to go to the Necromancer's Sacred Land.

"If we do this, we will be breaking the agreement," the Old Priest said anxiously. "If we step into their Sacred Lands, I'm afraid that they will…"

The Old Priest didn't need to finish his words because everyone inside the room understood it very well.

Their Supreme was still recovering from the injuries that he received after duking it out with the Supreme of Memento Mori, who had also suffered grievous injuries.

All eyes then landed on their Sovereign, waiting for his orders. As the one currently taking the place on the Seat of Light, only he could command them.

The Sovereign of Light pressed his hands together and closed his eyes. This lasted for two full minutes before he opened them again and gave his decree.

"Go to the Necromancer's Sacred Lands, but don't do anything rash," the Sovereign stated. "However, just by looking at that Giant Skeleton King, I have a feeling that the Dome of Blood in his hands contains the root cause of this event. Also, since Hereswith has a connection with this matter, this could only mean one thing."

The Sovereign of the Divine Army then enunciated two words, which made all the Champions draw in cold breaths.

"Heaven's Necromancer."

The Oracle sighed before shaking her head bitterly.

"It is very possible that you are correct, My Sovereign," the Oracle of Life commented. "Perhaps inside that Dome of Blood, a new Heretic will be born. However, there is one big difference. While Hereswith didn't succeed, this one might."

"Then, there is only one thing to do," the High King that killed Hereswith said with determination. "Since it still hasn't been born, how about we kill it first?"

"But what about the agreement?" the Old Priest asked. "We might all go to war again if we do this."

The Sovereign of Light lightly tapped the top of the table to get everyone's attention.

"Let's check the situation first," the Sovereign of Light said. "However, if an opportunity presents itself, it is best to nip all problems in the bud before they can contaminate the world. Even if that means going to war again, this is something that we should do.

"After all, we can't have a Necromancer who also wields the power of the Divine. This is something that mustn't be allowed.

"If we turn a blind eye to this, then there is a possibility that he will target the Divine Army when he becomes strong enough to do so. By then, we might not have the ability to fight him because he'd be immune to the Holy Powers that we wield."

No one in the room said anything and simply listened to their Sovereign's words. After a few minutes, they too thought that this was the most logical thing to do given their situation.

"In order to not alert Memento Mori, we will only send a small group to infiltrate the Necromancer's Ancestral Lands," the Sovereign of Light stated. "I will only allow six of you to go. I cannot leave this place because my movements are being closely monitored. It is up to everyone in this room to decide who will be the swords that will stop this heresy from being born."

The first one to stand up was none other than the High King of Lunaria.

"I will go," the High King said. "If this is really related to Hereswith, then I need to be there to see with my own eyes if she is still alive or not."

The Sovereign of Light nodded his head. "Who else wants to go with him?"

The Old Priest raised his hand, and so did the High Templar that spoke earlier. Three more Champions of Light raised their hands to confirm that they were going as well.

"Very well, now go," the Sovereign of Light decreed. "Even if the outcome is war, do what you must do. Our duty is to protect this world. We don't need any variables that are outside of our control."

As soon as he gave his decree, the six people inside the room all stood up and bowed to their Sovereign.

A moment later, they hastily left in order to travel to the Sacred Lands of the Necromancer to carry out their mission.

"All things are equal in death, let this be a sign." The Sovereign of Light snorted. "Hereswith, don't hold your breath. Your Necromancy will never be divine."