Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

984 Chapter 984: Everything and nothing

The Altar was nowhere to be seen. Only its shattered remnants could be seen around. In place of the Altar, there was a puddle of blood that had once been sealed. As soon as the Altar broke, the blood was released.

Above the blood, a young boy was floating. A sharp blood red spike had impaled his chest, but it wasn't Karyk's doing. Instead, the blood itself had attacked the Prince on its release.

High in the sky, the Angels came to a sudden stop, their faces distorting in anger and disgust.

There was absolute silence around the entire place which was only broken when the King's laughter echoed all around.

"It's done!" The King laughed heartily as he looked at the spike in his son's chest. The Prince was lying lifelessly with his eyes closed.

He was not breathing anymore. Only a tear of blood was trickling down his cheeks. It was as if he could still hear his father's voice even as he was being devoured by the abyss.

Only the Prince could be seen in the puddle of blood, but Karyk was nowhere to be

seen.

The King thought that Karyk had died. It didn't matter to him. After all, he had achieved his goal. He had sacrificed his son to heaven in exchange for the Divine Will.

The King kept laughing amidst the silence. He sounded extremely happy, but sadness was hidden behind this laughter. Even as he was laughing that he had succeeded, tears kept streaming down his cheeks.

He had won, but at the same time he had lost. He had sacrificed his only son for the future of his people.

The Angels looked at the King and the Prince on the puddle of blood. They didn't do anything. It was already too late. They had failed.

"You have made the biggest mistake of your life," the Leader of the Angels said, extremely disappointed. He simply turned around and started leaving.

As he was about to enter the portal to return to his world, he suddenly clenched his chest and stopped. He wasn't the only one who had stopped. The others also stopped, appearing like they were in extreme pain.

The King also looked stunned, not understanding what was happening. His entire body had started feeling weak. Slowly, a pain was rising within his body. And it wasn't just the pain inside his body but also his soul.

"What is happening?!" he asked, panicked. This wasn't supposed to happen.

He and all his people were supposed to become stronger after receiving the Divine

Will! The luck and fate of their world was going to be improved.

Heaven was supposed to descend to bless them! Then why was this happening? It shouldn't have been this way.

The Angels roared in pain, feeling the divinity inside their body being devoured by an unknown force. Their bodies were being corrupted!

"What did you do?!" they asked the King.

Even if the King had succeeded, it wasn't supposed to happen this way! They weren't supposed to be tormented.

Unfortunately, the King wasn't in any position to answer as he blankly looked at his fingers.

While the divinity in the Angels was being corrupted, the King himself was disintegrating.

He saw his fingers start disintegrating, turning into specks of light that were being devoured by Heaven. Slowly, more and more of his body kept disintegrating, until most of his body was gone.

"This wasn't supposed to..." he couldn't even finish his sentence before his body completely disappeared. The Angels barely managed to enter the portal without passing out, and disappeared inside the space.

The Secret Realm at the depths of the Royal Palace was in a mess, but the outside wasn't any better either.

The Queen was sitting on her knees. Her eyes were lifeless as she knew that her son was never going to return. She couldn't do anything to stop it. All she could do was watch.

With her lifeless eyes, she looked at her reflection. Slowly, her body also started disintegrating right before her eyes. The Royal Hall became completely empty as the last of her disappeared.

The Royal Guards, Ministers and even the most influential people in the city couldn't escape. The entire city was filled with crises for help and painful roars.

It was as if a monster had descended upon this city, devouring everything in its path.

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Karyk felt like he was suffocating. His body was being dragged inside the puddle of blood. He couldn't even see any light coming from the surface.

He could not swim upward, no matter how much he tried. He was simply being dragged to the depths of hell, embraced by the unknown blood.

He didn't know whose blood this was, or what it was doing under the altar. What did this blood have to do with the Divine Will and sacrifice?

He felt extremely sleepy as his body slowly fell into the depths of the pool of blood. He couldn't even resist this sleepiness. It felt just so comfortable. He didn't feel

suffocation, or uncomfortable in the slightest.

Instead, it felt like he was in the embrace of his mother after centuries.

He didn't even realize when his eyes closed and he fell asleep while his body kept falling.

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After an unknown amount of time, Karyk came to his senses. He felt like he had slept for centuries, but at the same time, he hadn't slept enough.

He slowly opened his eyes. But he wasn't in the puddle of blood. He wasn't in any other space either. Instead, he felt like he was back in the abyss where Chaos had found him when he was a child.

He didn't feel like a child lost inside the abyss. No, he didn't even have a body. He felt like he was everywhere and nowhere in the abyss at the same time.

He was a small speck of dust in the abyss. He was the star in the abyss. He was the

darkness in the abyss, and he was the void in the abyss.

He was the laws of the abyss, and he was the lawlessness of the Abyss. He was everything, and he was nothing.