Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage-Novel

As if answering Gabriel's roaring command, the skies also roared as dark lightning flashes through the sky, signaling the beginning of a scary storm that covered all the Clones and Gabriel in its embrace.

The attack was a high tier spell and one of the spells that he had used to kill the remnant of the Top Ranker Mage of Light from the Academy in the Tower of Challenges.

It was just his second time using a spell like that... His Seventh Spell and his second most powerful offensive spell! Unfortunately, he also expected the backlash to be just as strong for using something like this at the situation he was in.

Still, he didn't care. If he needed to win here, then this was the only way. If he didn't do anything, not only was he going to lose here, but even the Infernal King might've been killed.

He had to make an example of these Clones! An overwhelming example that would've made even Izen think twice before attacking him next time.

A strange dark energy spread everywhere, turning the entire surrounding dark. It was as if an ungodly dark power had completely covered the battlefield, making everyone blind to what was happening in the battlefield.

The dark energy was only a tiny bit similar to the Darkness of Novius, but it was something more...

It was the energy of death which was the most unholy form of element, consisting of all the broken hopes, dreams, and infinite rage billions of dead beings! Darkness was a powerful Element, but not as powerful as the Element of Death which walked over the dead bodies of billions of beings in the universe.

Where there was life, there was death and the death was the only thing which was inevitable for a person! All those who lived had to die sooner or later!

"Who... are you?" The Clones asked, realizing that none of their attacks were able to destroy Gabriel's Shield of Death!

Just what was this guy? How could he be so strong? Not only did he cast such a powerful defensive spell, but it was clear that he had cast a powerful offensive spell as well? They could feel the chaotic energy in their surroundings getting more powerful with each passing second.

Gabriel could hear the Clones even from the other side of the Shield of Spirits and so could they.

Hearing them ask who he was, even Gabriel was momentarily confused. Just what was he? He raised his head toward the sky, noticing the energy of death getting stronger.

"I am death..." After some time, only three words came out of his mouth which sent a chill down the Clones' spines for some reason.

The Dark aura of death was so powerful that it was even able to surpass the spatial restrictions that had covered a large area.

The strange phenomenon outside the city was something that couldn't escape the observation of the people in the City. Since it was happening so close to the city, even the Head Priests of Light could feel that disturbing energy.

They knew they had to check it out. They needed to know just what was happening. The teachers of the Head Council at the Academy also saw the dark clouds in the distance. Leaving a few Head Council Members back, most of them flew to the source of Darkness to see.

*****

For a moment, everything turned dark, as if the entire space had disappeared momentarily. It was so silent, that not even a single scream could be heard. The winds had also stopped flowing.

Fortunately, the darkness soon started retreating, revealing the condition of the battlefield. A huge crater, having a diameter of two kilometers and a depth of one kilometer was left behind, seemingly scorched.

Only one person was visible, standing in the middle of the Crater... It was a young man, only eighteen years old. He was holding an Ancestral Staff in his hand, using it as a support to keep standing. For some reason, he felt as if he was going to fall if he didn't take the support of the Ancestral Staff of Necromancy.

Surprisingly enough, there was no one in his surroundings. All the clones that Izen had left behind were missing, as if they were swallowed by death itself.

****

This kind of attack, it wasn't the Infernal King's first time seeing a spell like that. He had seen Gabriel use that spell before. He knew just how powerful that spell was, but currently it was even stronger!

He also knew just how heavy this spell was for Gabriel. The last time he used this spell, it left him unable to fight anymore. Was this the case again? That was what he feared. If any enemies had survived, and Gabriel was unable to fight, then he was in danger! He had to get back to Gabriel! That was his priority.

Fortunately, there was no one stopping him. As soon as Izen's clones were destroyed, he felt a Soul crunching pain since all those clones were connected to him. He held his chest where his heart was supposed to be, looking in the direction where his Clones were before. He couldn't feel their presence anymore!

"W-what was..."

While he was distracted with what had happened, the Infernal King already left the battlefield without even him realizing.

****

The Infernal King reached Gabriel, who was standing with the support of his Ancestral Staff. His eyes were still full of fighting spirit, even though he wasn't in any condition to fight.

"Told you, I could handle them," Gabriel told the Infernal King, flashing a weak smile.

Unfortunately, his body was so weak that it was as far as he could take it for now. His eyes closed as he lost his balance.

The Infernal King stepped forward, holding Gabriel who had lost his consciousness due to being exhausted. If he wasn't here, Gabriel would've already fallen to the ground.

The Ancestral Staff of Necromancy disappeared as well, returning back to the Mark of Necromancy where it was kept.

The Infernal King just stared at Gabriel who had given this battle his all. "Yes, you did it. You won," he spoke. "Now rest, Gabriel..."

He placed his hand in Gabriel's pocket and pulled out a Soul Healing Pill. After opening his lips, he placed the pill in his mouth.

"Leave the rest to me. I'll make sure no harm comes to you anymore..." The Infernal King clenched his fist, looking in the direction of the city, from where he could feel some powerful auras coming toward them.