Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

For a moment, there was only silence which was broken by Caen's sentence.

"Did you really kill my mother?"

His voice appeared to be trembling a little as if he still had hope that she might be alive.

"Your mother?" Ezekiel repeated, realizing who Caen was talking about. "That's correct. She sacrificed herself so some rats could escape. Unfortunately, her sacrifice will be in vain today."

"Not only the ones who managed to escape last time, but even her own son will be dying tonight."

Although Ezekiel spoke in confidence, his eyes were still occasionally glancing at the sword in Caen's hand.

"Come at me. Let me see how well you can use borrowed power!" Ezekiel created a sword of his own.

He didn't step back. He also didn't appear like he was going to dodge. Instead it was as if he was going to face the attack head on!

Not only was he not scared, but he also used his abilities to create an illusion, showing Caen the last moments of his mother, in which she was killed by him. It was a brutal sight for Caen to watch his mother like that, which affected his mentality a lot.

Caen closed his eyes. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he waved his left hand, destroying the illusion. But he couldn't get that sight out of his kind.

Caen's fist tightened around his Sword. In a single attack, he was planning to kill Ezekiel. He made up his mind to give it his all on this one attack, sacrificing all his life aura to the gems of life.

"No more running, no more hiding, no more losing," Caen whispered to himself, his voice filled with determination.

He looked at the ground, weakly muttering, "Mother, your son will be returning to you today. I'll ask for forgiveness then..."

He raised his sword, his expressions becoming solemn. Caen took a deep breath, channeling every ounce of his remaining energy into his final strike.

The air crackled with a surge of power, as Caen started activating the gems one after another.

As the first gem activated, the entire world turned dark. Not just the Upper Realm but even the worlds far beyond were covered in darkness, making it impossible for anyone to see anything.

As the second gem lit up, it became impossible for people to breathe, as if all the air had disappeared from the universe in the movement. It was akin to an apocalypse.

As the third gem lit up, Worldly Laws became invalid. The entire upper realm became a sealed zone where even the gods couldn't enter or leave.

Caen coughed out blood but he didn't stop using his Life Energy. The flames of his life were getting extinguished just so the flames on the Sword could burn bright enough to devour this undying being.

"More!" Caen roared, sending even more of his life aura. His entire body was in pain, as if warning him that he was entering a dangerous territory, but he didn't care.

"Today, I'll annihilate everything with me! This unfair world that took my father from me before I was born! This cruel world that took my mother from me! It doesn't need to exist anymore!"

His roar was so loud that it could be heard far and wide, as if the voice of heaven.

With every breath, the weight of all his emotions pushed him forward, fueling his every move.

The anticipation in the air was palpable as Caen prepared to unleash his fury upon the man who had taken everything from him.

Unfortunately, Caen had forgotten about one thing. He had already made a big mistake that he didn't even realize. He trusted the wrong person...

As Caen was halfway through activating the Sword, completely focused on Ezekiel, a figure appeared behind him.

By the time Caen sensed it, it was too late. He had sealed the entire space, which made it even impossible for him to teleport away at the last moment. Before he could react, he felt the touch of a cold blade pass through his neck.

The cold blade was pulled out, leaving a hole in Caen's throat. What was even stranger was that his wound wasn't healing. Instead, his entire body was slowly decaying, starting from the wound on his neck.

The Sword that was stealing his life... Stopped as Caen's grip weakened. He dropped to his knees, watching his entire body getting paralyzed. The Sword also fell at his feet, stabbing on the ground.

Even now, Caen's eyes were on Ezekiel. Ezekiel still hadn't moved, but on his face was now a clever smirk. He knew it was going to happen! He didn't just know it, but it was the reason he waited here for Caen to attack him!

It was the reason he pretended like he wasn't going to dodge! It was the reason he pretended like he was going to take the attack head on! It was all part of his plan! It was all planned!

The person who had attacked him walked before him with slow steps. He walked over to Ezekiel, standing next to the man.

"Yo...u..." Caen barely managed to speak, his eyes still in disbelief.

Far away in the space, another battle had concluded. Gabriel had survived Caen's attack, but not without significant damage to himself. The right half of his body was completely gone, making him appear like a broken corpse.

But strangely enough, he was still alive. Not only was he alive, but slowly he was healing as well. The Gods that sided with Caen took advantage of the opportunity when Gabriel was weakened to attack him.

Unfortunately, nothing seemed to be going in their favor. Their attacks were blocked. And the people who blocked these attacks made the Gods freeze in place.

"You... How is this possible?!" The Gods exclaimed, all having the same expression on their face.

In a single moment, the entire situation had turned upside down. Back in the Southern World, Caen was in disbelief, feeling betrayed.

But high in the space, the Gods had the same expressions. The ones who blocked them weren't rebel gods. It wasn't the Lord of Upper Realm either. They couldn't believe their eyes.