Chapter 869 869: Karyk's Death

Chapter 869 869: Karyk's Death

Karyk approached the pitch-black coffin, curious as to who the body in the main coffin belonged to.

For it to be placed in the Center, he wondered if it was the body of the first ancestor of the Elzeiran Dynasty, the one from whom their lineage originated.

As he ran his fingers along the cold, smooth surface, he felt a surge of energy, as if the coffin itself held an unknown power that even made him feel a chill run down his spine.

It was as if every part of his being was telling him to not open the coffin for some reason. This was the first time he felt something like this. It was a feeling that he didn't have even when he saw the Lord of Upper Realm or the Elzeiran Emperor.

Even the person who destroyed the Heaven with Gabriel didn't give him this feeling. At times, he felt that the coffin contained the end of this world sealed within.

In normal times, Karyk would have listened to his instincts and avoided opening this coffin. Unfortunately, these weren't normal times.

With a deep breath, he slowly lifted the lid of the pitch-black coffin.

As the lid creaked open, a dark mist seeped out, enveloping the room in an eerie ambiance.

He looked inside the coffin. And there, lying in the center of the coffin, was something that was the last thing he expected to see inside a coffin at such an important place.

There was no body inside the coffin, let alone one belonging to the Elzeiran ancestor.

Instead, there was a pitch black sword that felt like it was moving between reality and the illusory realm. The sword carried the aura of life, as well as that of death. Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

At times, the sword was cracking, while at other times it was healing itself as if the sword itself was alive.

The blade was as black as the midnight sky, absorbing all light around it. Its hilt was adorned with intricate engravings, pulsating with an otherworldly energy that felt familiar to the world where he had come from.

"What a painful death..."

Weakly, he pushed his body up. This time, his eyes carried even more apprehension towards the sword. Even someone like him had died just from merely touching the hilt of the sword.

If it wasn't for him being able to control life and death, he would've already been dead.

"It was so troublesome to walk from the Land of Souls to my body. I don't even know how much time has passed."

There was nothing in this room which could allow him to see the time here. But one thing was certain. The Sword was truly the thing that made the Elzeiran Emperor so furious when he saw him enter this room.

Karyk still didn't know who created a sword like this. It was something that even a god couldn't create in a single lifetime.

Moreover, although for a brief moment, but when he touched the sword, he felt life within it. And it wasn't just one life. There were two lives within this sword.

Unfortunately, he couldn't understand what these voices were trying to tell him. Before he could even comprehend, he was dead.

"I don't know what you are, but I will definitely find out." He gazed at the pitch black sword, before closing the coffin again.

He couldn't afford to die more, as he wasn't sure when Elzeiran Emperor was going to find a way inside. For now, he had stopped attacking the door, but that only made Karyk more concerned.

After sealing the sword inside the coffin, he kept the coffin in his spatial storage carefully. He created a unique space just to carry that single coffin, keeping it away from his other belongings.

After he kept the black coffin safely, he turned his attention to the coffins with the Emperors' bodies.

He didn't want to wait any longer. He had to start working on his Undead Army and break out of here! He was in a race against time, and it was a race that he didn't want to lose at any cost.

Not just the Emperors' bodies, he also brought out the remaining Elzeiran Bodies that he had created along the way, placing them around him.