Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage
chapter-647

Ezekiel noticed the woman on the other side. For a moment, he was taken aback. He couldn't help but remember the past. His eyes looked around, as if trying to find a trace of Chaos.

However, for some reason, the woman was alone, which made him slightly surprised.

He still remembered that day, when he had killed Aizen. Even that wasn't enough to calm his anger. His home was destroyed! Everything was taken from him! He had to sacrifice so much, just for revenge. And that wasn't enough!

He was filled with anger and heartaches, not wanting anyone else to suffer the same fate as he did at the hands of these gods. After killing Aizen, he continued his onslaught.

Aizen was the one who started it all, yet Ezekiel decided to be the one to finish it, so that these people could never again play with the lives of mortals like him.

That day, he killed so many Gods, yet none was able to stop him.

He didn't realize, but he was also partially lucky that day, since most of the powerful gods from the High Council weren't in the Realm of Gods.

The Realm of Gods was mostly left undefended, only protected by ordinary Gods that failed to stop Ezekiel.

Many gods died that day, with signs of destruction visible all around the Realm of Gods. That level of destruction was unprecedented, and never seen in the past.

That level of destruction was only surpassed thousands of years in the future when Chaos himself came to destroy half the gods.

However, when Ezekiel was fighting, he killed everyone in his path. There were no gods or demons. There was no right or wrong! In every single person in the Realm of Gods, he saw the shadow of the people who killed him.

While he was killing everyone at sight, many gods came in groups, trying to stop him. However, all of them failed. None could last against the Abyssal Energy that Ezekiel possessed, which was the bane of all gods.

After Ezekiel killed the group which came to stop him, he turned his attention to his surroundings, noticing the Goddess of Reincarnation.

His eyes were pitch black, filled with demonic intent. He rushed toward the Goddess of Reincarnation.

However, that was when everything changed... A young man, with a weak and frail body appeared before the Goddess of Reincarnation, standing in Ezekiel's path.

That was the first time Ezekiel had seen Chaos... The God who appeared frail and weak. There was no unique aura around him. If anything, he appeared like a mortal.

Chaos had long red hair that fluttered with the wind. His eyes appeared sleepy, and his clothes were quite ordinary.

To find someone like him blocking his path, Ezekiel was initially surprised. However, he didn't stop attacking, not realizing how grave a mistake it was.

Other than Chaos, his little brother Janus and the Goddess of Reincarnation, no one was there to see it...

After that day, it was the first time Ezekiel was seeing the Goddess of Reincarnation.

She appeared to be slightly older, and more mature. There was a calm aura around her, as she watched the constant attacks on the barrier.

However, she soon shifted her gaze to another person. She looked in the distance at Gabriel, who was fighting the other gods, holding them back.

The New Gods came to fight Ezekiel, but they hadn't even reached home so far. They were being held back by Gabriel.

Gabriel wasn't completely fine either. He could hold the gods back, but it wasn't easy to keep that up for long. They had already destroyed his Domain, freeing themselves.

Gabriel's lips were bleeding as all his domains were destroyed, hurting him in the process. However, that only motivated him more.

He realized that he couldn't just hold them back, as he was soon going to run out of strength like that. He had to take the offensive. He had to fight head on.

He created two swords. On his right hand was a sword made purely from light. On his left hand was a Sword of Darkness.

"Are you going to stop hiding now?" The God of War asked.

The God of War soared through the starry void, his Spear ablaze in his hand. He was on a mission to destroy Gabriel, who had been holding him back, like an annoying insect that just refused to let go.

While one of his spears was burning in flames, his other spear was frozen, as if it was pure ice. The space around them turned colder, even, sending a chill nearby.

Gabriel was cloaked in the shadows, surrounded by darkness. Yet, there was light in his eyes.

The God of War wasted no time. He charged at his enemy, slashing with his flaming Spear. The God of Darkness dodged and countered with a blast of dark energy.

The God of War blocked the dark energy, with his bare hands. However, he still felt the impact shake his arm. The dark energy also had something strange.

He felt his gauntlets slowly crack apart, as if they were being destroyed by the impact, which shouldn't have been possible.

He immediately took off his gauntlet. A new gauntlet appeared around his hand. He realized that there was something in that dark energy, which wasn't good for him. Something similar to... traces of the Abyss.

He couldn't help but look towards Ezekiel. He had heard that this was what helped Ezekiel cause so much destruction last time. However, it was clear that even Gabriel had this.

The only way to counter that was to avoid that entirely, making sure he didn't let the dark energy invade his body.

The only god who could remain unharmed even if stabbed by the Abyssal Energy was Caen, thanks to his inheritance from his father! On the other hand, they had to be careful. They couldn't relax.

"Be careful of his attacks! Don't let them touch you!" He roared, warning the other Gods who were fighting Gabriel's clones.