Walker Of The Blue Sky

56  Ch 56: Serafina Gracia: The Soul Demon

"Open it for me!"

"Flying Blade Skill."

Emrys slashed out the blade in his hand and vigorously hacked the blood coffin.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing against metal thundered upon each impact. This time, Emrys noticed that his attack had indeed created a large cut on the coffin. Even though the effect was not tremendous, he knew that success was not far.

He did not hesitate and continued to attack the coffin.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing endlessly reverberated through the air.

The person lying inside the blood coffin opened her eyes widely in annoyance, feeling as though she was going crazy. She could not fall asleep with the noisy ruckus.

The dark chain's purpose was not as simple as just sealing the coffin, it was there to feed her blood energy as well. The blood energy not only satisfied her hunger, it also made her physically strong. Most importantly, it was also one of the few factors behind the rise of her strength.

But now, due to Emrys's continuous attack, the flow of blood energy inside the coffin was disrupted by the incessant knocking.

"Damn it!"

She cursed loudly, wanting nothing more than to kill the person disturbing her.

"Hmm?" Emrys had a sharp hearing and quickly stopped. He moved his ear closer to listen closely again.

"Cough! Is anyone inside?"

Emrys asked as he knocked twice on the blood coffin, but no reply came.

A moment later, as he did not hear any reply, he once again held the blade in his hand and started attacking the coffin.

Cut after cut appeared and very soon, a cut wide enough to easily look inside appeared.

Emrys stopped again and looked inside.

Inside the blood coffin, Emrys saw a woman lying eerily still. Her body exuded a demonic aura that sent chills down his spine. Her long, red hair cascaded over her face, concealing her facial features and adding to her sinister appearance.

Her body was surrounded by dark yet bloody energy. This energy that surrounded her seemed almost alive, swirling and pulsating as if it had a will of its own. Her skin was deathly pale, contrasting sharply with the darkness around her, and her limbs looked unnaturally still, as if bound by an invisible force.

The demonic aura enveloping her was thick and oppressive, making the air around her feel heavy and difficult to breathe. Emrys felt the same, he felt like looking at a featureless monster that was capable of killing him in an instant.

Despite not being able to see her face, Emrys could feel the immense power and malevolence emanating from her.

"Hey, are you alive?"

Emrys immediately becomes alert. He cautiously asked in a low voice.

Suddenly, he felt a bright red tinge radiating from what should be her eyes. This red hue met his gaze with an intensity that made Emrys step back. He almost fell into the Blood Pond.

Then her voice sounded in the air, carrying a commanding presence yet a surprised expression. She said, "You... Are you... Emrys, Emrys Frazier?"

Emrys froze, his face clearly showing his shock.

The voice was both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar. Emrys strained to remember where he had heard it before. After a few moments, something clicked in his mind, and he exclaimed in shock, "You are... Serafina Gracia!"

At first, he was not sure. But now, the more he thought of that voice, the more he was sure that she was Serafina, his childhood friend and Rohan's crush.

"Hehe... It is indeed you!"

Serafina laughed, but her laughter sounded more like an evil cackle.

"What happened to you? How did you end up like this?" Emrys asked hurriedly.

Serafina, knowing that the person making those noises was actually her friend, tried very hard to control her killing intent. She also tried to suppress the evil within her, and said, "Gracia Family... My family is not simple. Gracia Family is actually working for the Darkborne Family, and the Darkborne Family is under the command of the Royal Family."

"I was backstabbed by them. They experimented on me and forcefully transformed me into a Soul Demon. Fortunately, before they could control me, you came."

"Emrys, break this coffin and set me free. I want freedom, I want revenge."

Everything Emrys heard gave him a fright. It now seemed that the words written on the boulder outside the Corpse Pyramid were true. The Royal Family was indeed working with the Darkborne Family, and it appeared they were not alone. Even the Gracia Family was under the Darkborne Family's control.

Moreover...

Emrys looked at the hundreds of huge coffins scattered around the spacious chamber and muttered, "Just what kind of evil is the Darkborne Family planning? Are all the people inside these coffins Soul Demons?"

"Yes, they all are!" Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Serafina replied.

"They are here!"

It was also at this time Emrys heard a sound in his mind. This voice belonged to Elysia.

"There is no time to waste!"

Without thinking for a second, Emrys started slashing with his blade once again.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

The metallic sound again started echoing in the air.

While Emrys was working hard to completely slash open the coffin, the sound of footsteps was heard. Emrys could tell that several people were about to enter this spacious chamber.

"Stop!"

As expected, a few seconds later, a group of powerful Silver Soul Masters appeared. One of them shouted at Emrys and erupted with a powerful aura, pouncing and punching at Emrys.

Emrys did not back down. He first slashed at the coffin before leaving the blade stuck there, turned back, and punched with all his strength, facing the Silver Soul Master head-on.

Now that Emrys was also a Silver Soul Master, the strength behind his attack was not low.

"Bang!"

Both their fists collided and both of them took a step back.

Emrys kept his balance on the coffin. On the other hand, the Silver Soul Master who attacked him landed at the edge of the Blood Pool.

"Humph!"

Emrys snorted coldly and grabbed the blade, ready to attack once again.

Malachi and Yor looked at the blade in Emrys's hand, finding it somewhat familiar. However, they couldn't recognize it, possibly because the blade had lost its demonic nature.