Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage-Novel



In some corners of his heart, he felt somewhat relieved... Finally... He could rest in the sweet embrace of death. 

The young man's lifeless body lay still on the ground as the continuous sound of gunfire came to a sudden halt. The young man's eyes slowly closed. 

The Crown Prince smirked, looking at the lifeless body of the person who had always been a scorn to him. 

"Dump his body in some gutter and clean the streets. I'm going back." The Crown Prince told the guards, before he went back to the Royal Palace. His task was completed. 

"This kid should've known better than to offend His Highness. Hopefully he won't make the same mistake in his next life," one of the guards scoffed, placing his foot on the young man's chest, kicking his body away from the puddle of blood. 

The other guards picked the body up, but as soon as they picked up the young man, they all revealed some surprise. 

Even now, they could still see that the young man was breathing... Even with so many bullets inside his body, he was still alive, which stunned them all. 

"He's still alive!" The guard exclaimed. 

"How could he be alive? It's physically impossible!" The other guard snorted, finding even the thought to be ludicrous. 

Even the young man himself didn't know what was happening. He couldn't open his eyes. It was as if his body was paralyzed. However, he knew that he should've been dead. 

Not only was he not dead, but he also couldn't feel any pain in his body. It was as if there was something miraculous which was preventing even the death from taking him. 

The guards were still confused but they soon heard footsteps behind them. 

"No civilians are allowed here!" The guards turned around, aiming their guns at the stranger who had arrived. 

As they turned, they saw a man in the distance. The man appeared mostly ordinary to these people, other than the fact that he appeared like some heavenly Prince. 

Even the guards couldn't believe that there existed a man so handsome in this world. The man had a serene aura around him. However, his attire looked strange. 

He was donning all black, with a robe on his shoulders that fluttered with the wind behind him. What was strange was that no winds were flying at the moment, yet his robe was fluttering as if it had a life of its own. 

The young man opened his eyes, hearing the commotion. His vision slowly started to return. 

Karyk was able to see everything that the man saw. Which meant he saw the dark robed man who had just arrived. 

"This man..." Karyk was stunned. The man didn't have the slightest of aura around him. Moreover, at this point in time, there was no magic in this world. That person should've been a mortal, yet he wasn't!

Even though Karyk remembered everything from his original life, but he still felt that the man before him at the moment... He was the most dangerous person that he had ever seen, thousands of times more dangerous than the King of Upper Realm himself. 

His eyes were so expressive, as if they contained the entire universe in them. However, they also reflected some sadness. 

As Karyk was in this world, he didn't know that his real body in the graveyard was going through another transformation. Moreover, a single tear trickled down his right eye...

"We will count to three! Turn around and leave or we will be forced to take action!" The guards threatened the man in black. However, the man didn't respond. 

He just gazed at the person whose memories Karyk was experiencing. 

Without fear, the dark robed man stepped toward the young man who was covered in blood.

The guards were furious. Not only was the man ignoring them, but he was also getting closer. 

At the moment, they didn't even count to three. One of them fired the first shot, and the other guards followed suit. 

Within a few seconds, once again it started raining bullets. However, this time, the outcome was different. 

The bullets left the gun, but instead of hitting the dark robed man, that just... disappeared mid-way. 

While the guards were still stunned, the bullets once again appeared. However, this time all the bullets came behind the guards. 

Thud~

One after another, the guards kept falling to the ground as their own bullets passed through their skull. The link to the origin of this information rests in ꜰire

From the start to the end, the dark robed man didn't even glance at the guards. 

All the guards died within a few seconds, shocking the bloodied man. There was no way for him to explain this phenomenon! He always believed in science yet even with all his knowledge, he couldn't find a reasonable explanation of what just happened!

The young man also fell to the ground, as the guards holding onto him died. However, instead of growing in pain, he noticed that his body wasn't paralyzed anymore! He could move his hands and his body properly!

All the bullets inside his body disappeared, appearing next to him. At the same time, all the wounds started healing slowly. 

"W-who are you?" The young man asked, still in disbelief. He was also a little scared. He kept dragging his body back, not even daring to stand up. 

"I... Am... Chaos..." The dark robed man finally opened his mouth. His tone was calm yet it made the young man feel like he was listening to a god. Just hearing that voice alone made him feel calmer. 

The young man didn't know what the meaning of that sentence was. However, Karyk was stunned the most, since it wasn't the first time he had heard the name. 

Chaos... The person who single handedly killed half the gods in the universe, including the creator of the Universe! He was the strongest being ever known in the universe... He was someone whose name alone was enough to make the gods tremble!