Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage
chapter-1040

"Shall I try?" Just as Karyk was about to do something drastic, a voice came from behind.

In the endless space, another spatial passage opened. The passage appeared to have originated within the universe that Karyk was devouring, but it didn't have the same route as the one Karyk had taken.

Instead, it was as if the passage connected to an unknown lower realm which Karyk hadn't even started devouring yet.

Still, the voice felt a little too familiar. With slightly lifeless eyes, he gazed at the source of the voice. The other Angels also frowned as they looked at the source.

From the spatial passage, a person stepped out, his body covered in a dark cloak that only revealed his face.

As for his face, it was something that Karyk found all too familiar. It was the face of the thief who had saved him from the Civilization, thinking that he was the Prince.

It was this person who sent him to Elzeira, and also the one who saved him from Aexin, sending him to the land of civilization so he could learn the past.

This man could be said to be responsible for him being alive. Without him, he might have been caught by the Angels when he was just born.

"My Prince, it seems you remembered quite a lot of things," the Thief smiled, gazing at Karyk.

Karyk's lips twitched in frustration. He recognised the look in the eyes of the thief all too well. It appeared as if things weren't as simple as he had assumed.

"Or rather, should I call you, the Origin of Abyss?" he asked, letting Karyk know that he already knew his origin. Or rather, it felt as if the reason he saved him in the first place was because of this exact reason.

Karyk felt like laughing. It was clear, all these people have been trying to use him as pawns for their own benefits.

He thought the thief met the young prince by accident. He had thought that he saved the Prince because he grew attached to the Young Prince.

Looking back at it now, it felt a little too strange. It felt all too intentional. It was as if the Prince didn't accidentally come across that thief. Instead, it was the thief who made that happen.

He wanted to ask him a lot of questions. It was also possible that the people who sent for the Prince to be killed weren't the Angels. Instead, they were working for the thief.

That's why he had the map of the security mechanism of the palace in the first place. It was all planned.

He had always been wondering why the Angels would send people to kill him. At first, he thought it was because the Fate was something precious for them that they didn't want to be stolen.

As he learned more, he realized that it wasn't the case. If anything, the Angels were the ones who spread this rumor so it could happen in the first place. Why would they want him dead before that happened?

It felt more like a game of chess between the Angels and whatever that thief was, where he was the pawn.

His lips crept up as he laughed. Until now, he thought that the thief was his savior. He didn't like that he was used as a pawn by these people. No, he hated this fact.

He didn't say anything to the thief, remaining silent. These people all wanted to use him. Even though he hated it, he could only blame his own weakness for that.

He didn't say anything as his life essence kept burning. He was even sacrificing the essence of the millions of Undeads that he had devoured to increase his own strength to devour the universe.

Only a few important and core Undeads were left behind. However, if it was needed, he was even willing to sacrifice them.

He had enough of being a pawn. Either he was going to devour this universe, or he was going to die here. What was the point in saving the Undeads? If he could survive, he could make more of them.

No, if he survived, he promised himself he was going to turn these freaking angels into his Undeads. He didn't want the fake Undeads either but the real ones that had bodies larger than a myriad of universes.

"You have finally stopped hiding, Watcher?" The Angelic Lord frowned, looking at the person.

He had already realized who was the person that had saved Karyk from Aexin, all from the description he had heard. If it was just a thief, he wouldn't have been so serious.

The reason the Angels came to this space for a meeting and awakened their real bodies was also because they knew the real identity of this person.

"Is the other one going to keep hiding? I didn't know you were so cowardly?" Another Angel asked, already feeling another presence that was kept hidden safely.

"Not bad. Even though these are your false bodies with only a small fragment of your consciousness, you can still sense me. No wonder you were given this responsibility," another person stepped out of the portal that appeared next to the thief.

A man stepped out of the portal, appearing to be an extremely old man with white beard that came down to his chest.

The Angels searched with their consciousness to see if there was anyone else hiding, but they could only feel these two people.

One of the Angels flew back while the others kept these two people distracted. The angel flew back to his real body.

Even though they knew that they could stop the two people, they didn't want to take any risk with Karyk's presence. Too much was on the line.

They started to awaken their real bodies.

The angel reached his real body, appearing even smaller than a speck of dust in front of it. He placed his small hand on the giant grotesque creature.