Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

It had been a few days since Karyk left earth with Gabriel, but he still hadn't returned. At this point, even Aliac was starting to be concerned about it. Moreover, Ryder also kept asking him a lot of questions, which he had no answers to. At the end, he decided to check the Upper Realm himself to see why the two of them hadn't returned when they were just supposed to kill all the intruders and then return. ....

The Celestial Empress didn't return to the Border City. She was already hurt by the injuries to her soul when her undead was killed. In this condition, she didn't want to fight the person who killed her undead. It was especially the case as she noticed the movements of the Shadow Guards that flew towards the Border City. Almost all the Shadow Guards had left the Royal Capital. She didn't know if they were going there for her, but she had a feeling that they weren't. The death of her undead and the Shadow Guards going towards the Border City with the empress was related. She was certain of it. There was only one possibility that made sense to her. It was because of Karyk. The Empress wouldn't have gone there with such a large force if it wasn't for Karyk. She was filled with rage towards the killer of her brother, so it made perfect sense. She was slightly glad that the Empress was going to kill him. Both Karyk and the Elzeiran Empress had becher enemies. It didn't matter who lost the war. One of her enemies was forever going to disappear. Meanwhile, the other enemy was going to be left weakened beyond measure.

It was a win-win situation for her. All she had to do was to take advantage of the situation. And for that, she had to recover first. She turned around and returned to the Royal City. The Guards had already seen her as a guest so they didn't check her identity again. They just saw that she appeared hurt and needed help. They allowed her to return to the city, not thinking much about it. For the next few days, the Celestial Empress stayed in a hotel room, recovering her soul wounds. At the stime, she made plans about the future. In case the Empress was going to die at Karyk's hands, that was for the best. She could have her revenge on the Elzeiran Empire without having to lift a finger. ....

"You are alive?" The Sea King landed in front of his Palace amidst the shocked reactions of the Palace Guards. "Have you lost your sanity? Why won't I be alive?" the Sea King asked.

It wasn't the first the left the Pirate Island. So why were his guards behaving strangely now?

"Hmm? These Carriages?" He noticed the Carriages of the Four Pirate Chiefs. "Are they having a meeting here?"

The Guards looked at each other's face, hesitating. One of them finally explained everything to the Sea King. As the Sea King heard, his rage increased. In the few days he wasn't here, he was declared dead and the Four Pirate Chiefs had taken all the control of the pirates?

"Absurd!" he roared in anger as he pushed the guards aside. He barged inside the palace that used to belong to him. "The four of you, cout and explain yourself!" His voice echoed in the hall. "Four won't be needed. Just two will be enough to explain," a voice cfrom behind the Sea King, followed by the sound of the door closing. The Sea King turned around, noticing Karyk standing before the door. "Who are you?!" The Sea King asked. He could see that the man wasn't an Elzeiran. Was he a mix-blood? He wondered. "Don't you recognise your new master?" Karyk asked. "My Master?" The Sea King scoffed. "Just for that statement alone, I will rip your tongue out of your mouth!"

Karyk smiled calmly, his eyes filled with a mischievous glint. "Are you sure you want to pay attention to me, when he's behind you?"

"He?" the Sea King frowned. He didn't feel any presence behind him. But he couldn't help but turn around after hearing Karyk's words. Was there really someone behind him?

As he turned, he saw another person, standing behind him. It was a young man, having angel-like wings coming out of his back. The Sea King couldn't believe his eyes. There was nothing specific like that. The Archangels were gods for them, but the Archangels didn't have wings like this. Was this an illusion?

The Sea King blinked in disbelief, trying to make sense of the scene before him. The young man with angelic wings stood there, emanating a powerful aura that sent shivers down his spine.

It was a feeling that he had received only when he stood before the Elzeiran Emperor, who forced him to hide in the Ocean. No, it was even more threatening than that. "Who are you?!" he asked Gabriel. "Shouldn't you not take your eyes off the person that you just threatened?" Gabriel asked, his voice calm but laced with a hint of warning. The Sea King turned around, only to find Karyk standing right before him. A sword passed through his chest before he could even react. "I'm afraid I would have to keep my tongue," Karyk said, pulling out his sword before stabbing again. The Sea King gasped for breath as pain coursed through his body. He fell to his knees, clutching his chest, unable to comprehend what was happening. Blood trickled down from the wound, staining his clothes. To his shock, his wound wasn't healing. This was the first tin his life he had experienced something like this. It was just like what he had heard... About the person who had infiltrated the Royal City.

It was the person who was said to be behind the death of the Elzeiran Emperor as well. The person that could kill a Pureblood.