Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

For quite some time, Gabriel remained in a daze, his thoughts in a constant swirl of confusion.

He stood up and left the room to catch up with Ezekiel to hear directly from him. If fighting was bringing Ezekiel closer to death, he had to stop him. He also wanted to know if there was any way for Ezekiel to have a longer life.

If Elzerians gave him this ability, then it was a high possibility that they could help him even more. Throwing away his life at the moment was something that had no benefit.

Gabriel stepped out of the room, the letter still in his hands. Unfortunately, the entire Palace was already empty. Not a single person was left behind.

After leaving the Palace, Gabriel saw that no one was outside either. All of them were gone already. The trace of their auras was left behind. Although those traces were still very weak, it was enough to prove that it hadn't been long since they left.

He was prepared to follow after them. Even if he couldn't stop the war, he could lead it to make sure that Ezekiel didn't have to burn his soul a last time. He created a Spatial Portal, taking a step forward. However, before he could enter the portal, he stopped abruptly.

A frown creased his forehead as he felt a presence behind him. It was a very faint presence, to the point that he barely even noticed it.

The person behind him wasn't someone he had met before, as the presence felt different. It didn't have the Divinity of the Gods.

With caution, he slowly turned around, his hand instinctively reaching for the hilt of his sword.

As his gaze fell upon the figure, he grew stunned. It was a human, yet not a human. The person only looked like a human but in reality, it wasn't a human. If it wasn't for Ezekiel's letter, he never would've recognized that person.

The person before him had beautiful violet eyes that seemed to radiate an otherworldly glow. There was no doubt about it. It was someone from Elzeria...

For quite some time, Gabriel remained silent, simply observing the person in front of him. He wasn't even certain how to react. These people were Ezekiel's saviors and possibly the only people who could save his life at the moment.

The person before him was a girl, her figure hidden under a dark cloak that appeared to be made from a very unique material. Her hair cascaded down her shoulders in soft waves, a stark contrast to her piercing, violet eyes.

"Who are you?" Gabriel asked, not revealing that he knew about Elzeria already.

"Don't worry. Even if I find out that you know, I won't kill you," the woman spoke, her voice calm yet playful as if she was teasing Gabriel.

Hearing her words, Gabriel was taken aback. How did she know what he was thinking?

'Did she read my thoughts?' he thought, his expression getting solemn.

"Who knows? Maybe I did, maybe I didn't," the woman further stated. Although her words seemed vague, but it was clear that she was playing with him again as her response was enough to confirm that she could read the other person's thoughts.

Gabriel's expression darkened. For someone to be able to read his thoughts was both shocking as well as scary.

Although the woman could be described as a beauty by human standards, but she was frightening. Not only was she from Elzeria and a true immortal who couldn't be killed, but she could also read another person's mind.

"Why are you here?" Gabriel asked, trying his hardest to keep his thoughts clear so as to not think of anything in her presence. He didn't want to unintentionally leak more than he already did.

"I am here to punish the Traitor. But who would've thought that I would find something so interesting here," the woman smiled, but it was clear that something really dark lurked within her.

From what he learned about Elzerians, they rarely left their world. In fact, even when one of them found Ezekiel, it was the first time they had left their world. As for the reason they rarely left, no one knew. Even Ezekiel wasn't certain and only had a few guesses.

"Traitor?" Gabriel asked, having a bad feeling about this. Was there an Elzerian in this world who had betrayed Elzeria? Or did she mean someone else by the term Traitor? He couldn't help but think of the worst.

"You're right. The Traitor I mentioned is the exact person you're thinking about," she spoke, her voice still calm even as the atmosphere became heavy. "I'm here to kill the Traitor Ezekiel!"

As soon as the woman mentioned Ezekiel, Gabriel's killing intent surged. It was as if his surroundings were thrown into the depths of the Abyss. He was trying to save Ezekiel and she was here to kill him?

He wasn't even certain about her identity other than the fact that she was an Elzerian. As for why she called Ezekiel a traitor, he wasn't certain either.

In his letter, Ezekiel mentioned all his interactions with Elzeria and there was nothing that could lead him to be classified as a Traitor.

"I don't care who you are or why you want to kill him. But I can't let you do it. Since you've already read my thoughts, you must know how important he is to me!"

"Oh?" The woman tilted her head sideways while blinking innocently. "But isn't he already dying even if I don't do anything? Isn't he already a dead man walking? What would it change if I killed him?"

"If it's because you think he can be saved, then it's laughable. There is no way for him to be saved. His soul is gone beyond recovery. Even the strongest of us can't heal him. But even if we could heal him, we wouldn't do it for a traitor!" she further spoke.

Although she was still talking nicely, but something around her had changed. It was a different kind of atmosphere.