Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage-Novel



"You are back."

Gabriel observed Ezekiel, who was looking completely fine. That made him wonder just where he disappeared for such a long time. 

"And here I thought all the Gods would have run away while that woman was keeping me busy," Ezekiel commented, looking in the direction of the Realm of Gods. "To think that some would still be left behind... Makes it easier for me."

Gabriel understood what Ezekiel was thinking about. He was considering the gods present in the Realm of Gods to be his enemy. 

Gabriel had a feeling that Ezekiel's plans could lead to chaos and destruction if he wasn't informed about everything that happened after he had disappeared. Gabriel didn't want him to kill the Rebel Gods. 

"All the gods did run away," Gabriel chimed in, standing in Ezekiel's path. 

He told Ezekiel everything that happened from the moment that the battle had stopped, from the fact that Caen or Janus weren't in the Realm of Gods at that time, to the fact that all the Gods used a Teleportation Formation to go somewhere. 

Ezekiel frowned, hearing everything. He couldn't believe that even after knowing what Gods were truly like, Gabriel had still decided to work with them. 

Even if they could be used as pawns, Ezekiel didn't agree with that. In his eyes, all the Gods deserved to die! There was no good or bad god! All these Gods were opportunists. 

They were working with Gabriel because they saw benefits. If that wasn't the case, these same gods would have treated him like an ant, beneath their feet. 

Ezekiel's expressions turned dark. "Do you realize what you're trying to do?"

Gabriel nodded in response. He had thought about it clearly. And he also understood that convincing Ezekiel was going to be hard, but he didn't expect his response to be so sharp. 

"You freed me. And that's why I decided to work with you," he said. However, he soon had a brief pause. "But this is different."

Gabriel was quite taken aback by the sharp response of Ezekiel. He really didn't differentiate between gods that allied with him and the ones who stood against him. 

"The more people we have, the better it will be! Isn't that the case?" Gabriel asked. 

Unfortunately, Ezekiel didn't answer. His mind was made up. In his eyes, all gods were the same. He didn't care if the person before him was a True God or their child. He killed them all since they all led down the same path in his eyes. 

The only reason he even worked with Gabriel was because he couldn't feel any Divinity from Gabriel. It was clear that Gabriel wasn't a True God like the pure bloods. His blood was mixed, as if he was artificially created. 

If that wasn't the case, he wasn't sure if he would've let Gabriel live as well. His mind was only filled with one thing! Revenge and death! That's the whole purpose of his life. 

He moved closer to Gabriel, placing his hand on the young man's shoulders, slowly moving him aside. I think you should take a look at

"You are my savior. I don't want to have any conflict with you. However, you shouldn't get in my path. Don't get involved in what happens next."

After warning Gabriel, Ezekiel flew straight toward the Realm of Gods. Only Gabriel was left behind in the dark space, lost in his own thoughts. 

His mind was clouded. He understood what Ezekiel was going to do. He also knew that he couldn't stop Ezekiel even if he wanted to. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novelenglish.net . Fɪre.net

Moreover, having Ezekiel on his side was much more helpful than having hundreds of gods on his side! Ezekiel single handedly brought the Realm of Gods down to their knees. 

Unfortunately, he also felt bad. The Rebel Gods had helped him a lot. It was the same for the Beast Monarchs. Moreover, they didn't do anything bad to him. They were always respectful and they just wanted to return home. 

If it wasn't for him, they wouldn't even be here in the first place. If it wasn't for him, they would've been living safely in the Beast Forest, away from all this conflict. 

Gabriel felt the weight of the guilt on his shoulders. His heart was somewhat heavy, understanding what kind of fate was in store for those unaware people. 

He had to make a choice. Was he going to hold on to the little bit of friendship with the Beast Monarchs and the Rebel Gods? Or was he going to hold onto his biggest weapon, Ezekiel who was the only person that could hold Janus back to some extent, giving him a chance to kill Caen!

He had to choose between abandoning his biggest strength or abandoning the Rebel Gods and Beast Monarchs. 

Relationships or the future? That was the choice he had! He clenched his fist, thinking that he should help them. He had to stand in Ezekiel's path, even if it meant going separate ways. Unfortunately, his body simply refused to move. 

The memories of all the people back in his home world which were destroyed by Caen flooded his mind. He had lost so much along the way. 

Were these people more important to him than his sister and every other friend he had back in his world? Could he really abandon his revenge for the people he only knew for a short while?

In the end, he made a difficult decision. His fists were clenched so tightly that they were bleeding. He also closed his eyes, slowly turning his back on the Realm of Gods. The gift from the old man, who gave him the Control of all the formations, remained in his pocket...

Gabriel sealed some of his senses temporarily, not wanting to listen to their cries of help. 

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Ezekiel landed in the Realm of Gods, where he noticed the Shadow Soldiers and the Undead Warriors of Gabriel. He ignored them and focused on the Gods. 

Along the way, he came across one of the Beast Monarchs who had some godly energy in them.