Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

1011 Chapter 1011: Pride of Titans

Karyk felt as if his connection with the Undeads that he had sent to the Prayer Room was removed. It was almost impossible to forcefully remove that connection.

There were only two ways to have it done. One had to completely destroy his Undeads, which was easier said than done as his Undeads could recover.

The only other option was to seal them in a space where he couldn't feel a connection to them.

He wasn't sure which of the two had become a reality, but one thing was certain. It was the work of the Princess, and the person who was closest to the Angels here.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Karyk didn't go after the woman. Instead, he knew that she was going to come for him. In the meanwhile, he allowed for the Titan King's devoured strength to flow inside his body uninterrupted.

He stood up, holding the scythe that again became smaller, only being two meters long now. Holding the Scythe in his hand, he walked towards the throne.

As he walked back, he staggered a little, feeling dizzy. The memories of the Titan King had started entering his body as the devouring had almost ended. The Titan King's strength was also entering his body like never before.

At the same time, the markings over his body were further getting refined, trying to reach a new perfection.

He jumped high after reaching near the throne and landed on the seat. Holding his scythe in his hand, he sat on the throne, his back resting against the back of the throne.

From a distance, it was even impossible to see him properly. What wasn't impossible to see were his Undeads that were standing on each side of the throne.

It was as if a complete Royal Court was created, with undead warriors standing on either side of the hall, holding weapons in their hands.

Meanwhile, the Mages were close to Karyk, standing behind him like loyal subordinates. In the place, Karyk was the only King.

He was the King of the city where there were less living beings than there were dead. The hierarchy of the city had changed completely, and it all happened within the short span of two days, before anyone could even have time to stop him.

The princess of the titan tribe was looking a little pale as she gazed at the Seal that she had to cast around the Prayer Room to seal the Undead here.

No matter how many times she killed them, they kept coming back. It was even impossible to scare them as they didn't feel pain. The Undeads were like zombies that followed a command.

She knew that she could keep killing them, slowly chipping away at them. Each time

she killed them, she could see them getting smaller. She knew that it was only a matter of time before she could completely destroy them.

Still, she didn't take that path as it was very time consuming. She could have others handle them later. For now, she sealed them using everything she had.

Even though she had cast a seal that trapped the undead in a sealed space, but she could see that they were mindlessly attacking the seal.

Ordinarily, it would have been impossible for anyone to break that seal. Even the Titans couldn't break this seal. However, there was something about these undead that was harming the seal with every passing second.

She was certain that even her seal couldn't stop these annoying things for a long time. With each attack, they were harming the seal.

She had to get the others to have them keep killing these things while she handled more important things, regarding the origin of these things.

She had to inform her father and close down the entire city. She was even planning an entire city wise search to find the origin of these things. They couldn't have come into existence out of nowhere after all.

She walked back to the throne room where she was supposed to meet her father. However, along the way, she noticed something strange.

She didn't see a single guard along these hallways, which was strange. She didn't even see any signs of battle, which made her shake the thought that they might have been killed.

"Just what is happening at this place?" she said with annoyance. Just recently she had received the information that a guest was going to be coming. And that guest was none other than an angel.

She wanted to prepare a grand welcome for them as it had been a long time since a representative of angels last came here. She was even looking forward to it.

Unfortunately, something had really gone wrong. Someone had chosen to target her at this exact moment. She even wondered if this was the work of her siblings who were jealous of her.

"Did they have someone use some forbidden magic to create those abominations? The moment I find out the person responsible for it, I would truly make them experience hell!"

Then if it was her siblings, she was willing to kill them. She was sure that even her father wasn't going to stop her. For the Titan Tribe, she was their future. She was the future queen and their only link to the Angels at the moment.

So was going to stop her if she wanted to do anything? Even her father couldn't do that, as she had the backing of the Angels.

Feeling pride about her links to the Angel, a smirk appeared on the Princess' lips.

She soon reached the entrance of the throne room, surprised that there were no

guards here either.

She placed her hand on the doors and pushed them open while entering.

"Father, in the Prayer Room, some-"

She didn't even observe her surroundings as she started speaking the moment she opened the door. However, her words suddenly came to a halt as she finally noticed

her surroundings.

The Throne was completely empty, and her father was nowhere to be found. Instead those dark abominations were inside the place.

"You made me wait quite some time, daughter of Trenes," a voice came from the direction of the throne.

It was only now that the Princess noticed that the throne wasn't actually empty. There was someone sitting on it.