Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage
chapter-870

Karyk carefully arranged the Elzeiran Bodies in a circular formation around him. Each body represented a Royal from the Elzeiran Dynasty, who had died after living their entire lifespan.

After arranging all the bodies, Karyk walked over to each of the bodies, carving a formation on their chest, to further boost his chances.

He also destroyed the previous formation on the ground before carving a new one that connected each of the bodies to him.

After he was finished with the preparation, he walked over to the center of the formation and sat down before he started using his essence, transferring it to the formation beneath him.

The bodies, once lifeless, started emanating a faint glow as Karyk infused them with his own essence.

As he sat at the center of the formation, Karyk closed his eyes and focused his mind.

He reached out with his consciousness, connecting with the life force of each Elzeiran Body. It was a delicate process, requiring immense concentration and control.

After half an hour, the heartbeat of the first body started beating. It was the body of a lesser Noble. However, the process continued and as time passed, the heart of more and more bodies started beating.

After one more hour, all the bodies had a beating hard except for the seven emperors' bodies. He didn't know why, but the more he tried to connect them, the more resistance he felt.

It was as if there was a mysterious force trying to stop him from reaching the souls of these seven people. Even though he tried for a long time, he couldn't succeed.

With the other bodies, he was able to find their souls and retrieve them. But with the seven emperor bodies, it was impossible. It was as if their souls didn't even exist anymore, devoured by an unknown being.

Without a perfect soul that could completely merge with them, the bodies were almost completely useless for him.

He tried finding souls amongst the ones that he had killed personally and tried with them. Unfortunately, even if the souls were able to enter the bodies, they couldn't bear the burden. The souls were instantly destroyed.

Seeing the strange reaction, Karyk had a feeling that something else was going on. With these seven people, it was impossible for any soul to merge with these bodies as something more than compatibility seemed to be needed.

He didn't understand what that unknown thing was as that wasn't mentioned in the knowledge that he had stolen from the Celestial Dynasty. It was as if an important piece of puzzle was missing for these people.

After failing repeatedly, he decided to give up on these bodies for now. He couldn't recover his energy in this place and he had already exhausted almost all the essence he was storing inside him.

Instead of wasting it all, he chose to focus on the remaining bodies that had already recovered their souls.

Slowly, he began to synchronize their movements, their hearts beating in unison like a perfect symphony.

With a flick of his finger, Karyk commanded the bodies to rise.

All the bodies except the seven opened their eyes abruptly, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly light.

Their faces appeared to lack any blood as they had been dead for far longer than the General Karyk brought back to life. However, they were also inherently stronger.

As if following his commands, the bodies stood tall, their expressions devoid of emotion, ready to carry out their master's bidding.

Karyk's Undead Army was once again complete, even stronger than before. However, he didn't share the same bond with them as he did with the ones before.

His first undead Generals had accompanied him from the beginning. He had chosen all of them personally.

They were his soldiers but they were also his friends who had seen his entire journey and had been with him every step of the way, until they were sealed by him for thousands of years.

After making sure that he had succeeded, he weakly fell on the ground. His face was completely pale and his breathing irregular but there was a satisfied smile on his face.

He had succeeded. He had finished creating an army of Elzeiran Nobles. With this army and the pureblood citizens of his city, he believed he could win this was definitely.

It became even more possible with the addition of the remnants of the Celestial Dynasty. As long as he could get that woman to give him the remaining information, he could succeed.

He had already made up his mind that he was going to do that as soon as he returned. And if she still refused, he had more than enough leverage to force her. It was all for his family.

"What a pity that I ran out of almost all the essence I've had. It looks like before going to the Land of Chaos, I really need to head back home. But that depends on me being able to leave this place first..."

He remained on the ground, where he could only see the roof. Since the Emperor hadn't forced his way inside, he was certain that the man truly couldn't enter. But that didn't mean he had given up.

Karyk was certain that the Emperor had already gathered all the remaining forces he had within the city, including all the shadow Guards who were probably waiting outside for him.

The Undead General he brought with him was also dead, making it even more troublesome for him. He couldn't even see what was happening outside because of the General's death.

Unlike a true pureblood, the Undead General wasn't truly immortal. He did have strength and healing like a Pureblood, but killing them wasn't as troublesome as killing a pureblood.

"So troublesome," Karyk mumbled, letting out a sigh. "It would be a waste if all the newly created undead died in the city."

He glanced to the side, looking at the bodies of the previous Emperors. "If only they were also…"