Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

A powerful storm of aura had created a towering tornado that could be seen from heart distance.

The Elzerians stationed in the city closest to the forest had already received the urgent message from the team in the forest. They wasted no time and quickly made their way towards her location.

However, their senses were soon overwhelmed by a powerful and unexpected aura storm, leaving them shocked and unsettled. Although they were a great distance away from the first, the towering sight still left them taken aback.

Even farther away was the Royal City of Elzeria, almost on the other end of the continent. At this moment, the people in the Royal City couldn't see the tower of aura, but many still felt a strange unease.

They felt as if the atmosphere had suddenly become heavier for some reason.

Numerous powerful beings in Elzeria experienced a similar sensation. Their collective gaze fixated in the direction of the vast expanse of the forest, located several million miles distant from their current position.

Despite their lack of understanding, everyone could sense that the root cause of their uneasiness lay in that particular direction.

The King of Elzeria was resting in his Chamber when he stood up, frowning.

"Gisel went to the forest, correct?" he asked. It was unclear who he was talking with as no one else could be found in the room.

"She went there to retrieve the traitor." A calm voice came in response. It was impossible to locate the source of the voice that appeared to have come from every direction simultaneously.

Without waiting, the King donned his royal attire before stepping out of the room. His gaze occasionally towards the direction of the forest.

"Your Majesty!"

By the time the Emperor stepped out of his chamber, multiple people appeared in the hallway out of the shadows, greeting him respectfully.

The Guards of the Emperor were the elite. Each of them capable of destroying multiple worlds in an instance, but in front of the Emperor, they also appeared to be greatly lacking.

The Emperor didn't comment. Instead, he kept walking, his expressions dark.

"That foolish girl. Just what trouble did she get herself into now?" he wondered out loud, his tone filled with concern as well as anger.

Soon, he reached a certain room, the entrance of which was sealed and could only be opened by the Emperor himself.

The Shadow Guards stopped in their tracks and didn't approach the room. The room was a place that they weren't allowed to approach. It was the holy place of the Empire where only the Emperor of each generation was allowed to enter.

The Emperor opened the door.

Even as the door opened, the Guards couldn't see anything inside. It was pitch black. As the Emperor entered the room, he disappeared into the darkness. The door closed on its own.

The Guards didn't understand why the Emperor entered the temple at this hour.

They were also curious about this strange disturbance in the atmosphere, and hearing the Emperor's words, they were certain that this change had something to do with his sister.

The Emperor's tone was also filled with concern, akin to her being in danger, which made his decision even more surprising. He didn't go to help her. He didn't command anyone else either. Instead, he just went to the temple?

They all thought that it meant the girl didn't need any help, or so the Emperor thought. She was an immortal after all. Moreover, she was supposed to be near the fortress City.

Although the guests at the fortress City weren't as strong as them, but they were strong enough to solve any problem that could arise.

Still, the Guards wondered just what was causing this commotion? Who could be strong enough to even alert the Emperor?

Although they were curious, they didn't think much about it. They disappeared into the shadows as if they were never there.

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The room that the guards thought to be filled with darkness was as bright as day. It's just that the Guards weren't able to see anything inside. Only the Emperor was able to see clearly inside the room.

Many people wanted to know just what was inside the Ancient Temple. They had never seen this place, but they could still imagine.

Most of the people thought the Ancient Temple in the Royal Palace to be an amazing place that was no different than a small world of its own. The others thought that it was a place that was grand and luxurious.

Almost everyone had their own thoughts about what the place looked like, but no one came even close to guessing what this place truly looked like on the inside.

The Ancient Temple was neither large nor grand. It was neither luxurious nor majestic. It doesn't contain a world of its own either.

If the others were to see what the place looked like, they could only be shocked. The Ancient Temple was nothing but a small room that was only five meters wide and just as long.

Inside the room, there was nothing except just one statue that stood at the center of the room.

The sculpture bore a striking resemblance to a human, perhaps more accurately an Elzeria, adorned with captivating violet eyes.

The only notable distinction between the sculpture and a true Elzerian was the presence of twelve ethereal wings graciously spread behind it, almost resembling those of an angel.

The Emperor took a deep breath. No matter how many times he entered the temple, he was always overwhelmed.

He looked at the sword that was lying at the feet of the sculpture. Slowly walking towards the sharp sword, he picked it up.

He turned the sharp edge of the sword towards himself as he placed it on his shoulder. Holding the sword firmly, he swung it with great strength behind it.

The Sword passed through his throat, taking his head off which fell at the feet of the Sculpture.