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Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage-Novel

Chapter 673 673: Law Of Fate
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The old man looked at the pond. In his haste, he didn't notice that even though he walked past it quite a lot of time. 

He stepped closer to the pond. The more he looked at it, the more he found it to be incomprehensible. New chapters are published on novelenglish.net . Fɪre.net

He looked at his surroundings, frowning. "Is this not the place where Chaos' Palace used to be?"

"Yeah. I destroyed it," Gabriel answered. "However, no matter what I do, I can't touch this pond. The barrier... It's even worse than anything I have ever seen."

The old man stepped closer to the pond in curiosity. He didn't know why, but the four creatures swimming in the pond appeared to be special. And two of them gave him a very familiar feeling. 

He reached out his hand. 

"If I was you, I wouldn't do that," Gabriel chimed in, but the old man didn't listen. 

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As his fingertips brushed the surface of the pond, a surge of energy coursed through his body. Before the old man could even react, his body flew back uncontrollably, falling far away. 

His entire arm that tried to touch the pond disintegrated, disappearing into nothingness. His fate was even worse than Gabriel when he had tried. 

He felt as if he had almost touched death. The old man groaned in pain, losing his left arm. Even as a Divine Being, he couldn't heal his arm. It was as if his arm was forever gone in the face of the mysterious power. 

He stood up, his face completely pale. Within a moment, everything he changed. 

The old man was still in disbelief. This barrier... It wasn't anything ordinary. Instead, it was an incredible power which contained many laws of the universe. 

The old man had merely felt the tip of the iceberg but in that instant, he could recognise the Law of Fate, the Law of Space and Time, the Law of a Life and Death and the Law of Creation! And he had a feeling there was more. 

This barrier... It was beyond his understanding. Which made him wonder just what it was that the barrier was protecting? What was special about those four fishes in the pond?

"Are you alright?" Gabriel asked, approaching the old man. However, he could already see that the old man wasn't done. 

He placed his hand on the old man's shoulder and tried to heal him. Unfortunately, he couldn't heal that guy. 

"My arm is forever gone. You can't heal it," the old man answered, letting out a deep sigh. He didn't know why he was foolish enough to touch. He thought he would've been fine. 

Unfortunately, that power was beyond his understanding. 

Gabriel retracted his hand. "I suppose you don't know what that thing is. If you did, you would've been careful."I think you should take a look at

He thought the old man would know something about it. Unfortunately, he only received disappointment in return. 

"I indeed do not know what that is," the old man answered. His eyes held curiosity as well. He never knew that there was something like this hidden inside Chaos' mansion. 

He always wondered why Chaos became so strong. He couldn't help but wonder if these things had something to do with that. He wanted to find out everything about that. And if there was something which could give hints about these creatures, it was the Ancient Books. 

He didn't even care about losing an arm forever. Instead, he still rushed toward the Library with even more excitement. Now he had two mysteries to some. One was about this pond and the other about Gabriel's origin. 

Gabriel glanced at the pond once again. He didn't know why, but he felt that he had some connection with it... He just didn't understand what. 

He followed the old man towards the library. However, he had merely taken a few steps when he stopped. 

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The badge in his pocket started vibrating. Through it, he felt that someone was detected in the space outside the Realm of Gods.

"You go ahead. I'll be right there," Gabriel told the old man, before he took a few steps back. 

His body rose in the air. Hovering above the ground, Gabriel activated his celestial powers, his eyes glowing with a faint golden light. 

As he focused his energy, his senses sharpened, allowing him to perceive the disturbance in the fabric of reality caused by the intruder.

With a quick burst of speed, Gabriel soared through the air, drawing closer to the source of the disturbance. As he neared the outskirts of the spatial field, he finally saw the person who caused this disturbance. 

He finally calmed down after realizing that it wasn't an enemy. Instead, it was Ezekiel. That man was finally back. 

His clothes were covered in Blood, but he was still full of vitality despite all the wounds on his body. If anything, he appeared to be very satisfied. It was as if he had just returned after doing something which he enjoyed a lot. 

In a distant spatial realm, the two gods who had killed the family of Ezekiel were lying lifelessly. However, their condition was so gruesome that even the devil would've been disgusted. 

Their faces were filled with horrors, even as they had died. It was unclear just what kind of horror they had experienced. However, one thing was certain. Their death wasn't good. It was something that one wouldn't even wish on their enemies. 

In the same realm, many more bodies were lying lifeless. One such body belonged to the Goddess of Reincarnation. The dagger made from Ezekiel's blood was still stabbed in her body. The Abyssal Poison had completely replaced her blood. 

It was a gruesome sight, with the once-beautiful goddess now transformed into a ghastly figure. The surrounding atmosphere was heavy with an eerie silence, as if the entire realm mourned the loss of their divine protector.

The world which was created for rehabilitation of the Gods who had once died at the hands of Ezekiel had become their graveyard that could never be forgotten.