The ribbon seal, printed with ancient characters, was slowly untied, and the beeswax that sealed the coffin lid was gently scraped off.

I slowly turned my head and carefully checked everyone's expressions, and received countless silent encouragements.

Swallowing his saliva, he calmed down, and his fingers were firmly clasped on the edge of the coffin, and then he lifted it vigorously.

The agarwood of rotting wood, like ink dripping into water, instantly smeared the entire room.

I subconsciously increased my breathing, greedily sucking on the refreshing rotten incense.

However...... But there is no corpse smell?

If the coffin is not well sealed and leaks, the smell of the corpse may gradually dissipate over time.

However, this coffin is extremely tightly sealed, not to mention the smell of corpses, even the rotten incense of wood can't float out, how can it be that after the coffin is opened, there is only rotten incense, but no corpse smell?

After thinking about it for a moment, I suddenly chuckled in my heart, could it be ...... There are no corpses in this coffin?

Thinking of this, I lifted the lid of the coffin with my arm, and when I looked at it, my heart was half cold - the coffin was empty!

"This ...... That's impossible! I couldn't help but exclaim.

Master Dewey and others also came around, and when they looked at it, they were all stunned in place.

After a while, Master Hall asked, "Why is this an empty coffin?" Xiao Yi, did you carry the wrong coffin? ”

"Impossible," I shook my head again and again, affirming: "There is only one coffin in the entire tomb, how could I carry the wrong coffin?" ”

"If it's not your fault, then it may be that His Highness Alexander's henchmen are not acting in accordance with the holy decree" Master Hall turned his head, looked at Alexander, and said, "Your Highness, what do you think?" ”

His Royal Highness Alexander did not speak, his eyes kept staring at the coffin, first from left to right, then from right to left, and finally, fixed at the bottom of the coffin, and ordered: "Xiao Yi, you pry open the bottom plate of the coffin." ”

"Bottom plate?" Leaned down, glanced at the bottom of the coffin a few times, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind: "Could it be ...... Is it a mezzanine? ”

Alexander nodded.

"However, the coffin is so thick, even if there is a compartment under the bottom plate, it can't hide a corpse, I'm afraid it can only hide the ashes......"

I muttered, pulled out Xilan's demon knife, and stabbed it at the bottom of the coffin.

After some cutting, the bottom plate was completely dissected, and the inside of the mezzanine was revealed.

In the middle of the mezzanine, there is a wooden box, very long and wide, but not thick.

Carefully took out the wooden box, held it in the palm of his hand, and weighed it, it was quite heavy, but slightly lighter than the big knife.

Isn't it a piece of metal or something?

As I thought, I handed the wooden box to Alexander, and when I looked up, I was startled by His Highness's expression.

"You...... Why are you crying? ”

In front of him, the eyes of His Royal Highness Alexander's memory phantom slowly shed two lines of crystal tears, but these tears were the same as him, purely illusory, and had no substance.

Why is he crying?

Question marks flooded in my heart, and I couldn't help asking: "Your Highness, please don't be too sad, don't worry, as long as there are clues, I will definitely help you find the body." ”

His Royal Highness Alexander raised his left hand, gently wiped away the tears that were as bright as stars, squeezed out a gentle smile, and said, "No, there is no need anymore. ”

"Huh? Aren't you worried about your own corpses? That's your body! ”

"Like you said, that's just my body, it's just the past, whether it's there or not, it won't affect me now."

"Then why are you crying?" I was puzzled.

"Because of excitement," said His Highness Alexander's voice trembling, "also because of happiness." ”

Excitement, perhaps because of the mood when you find something important, can be happy...... Where to start?

I frowned and wanted to ask clearly, but when I saw Master Dewey shaking his head at me, I could only suppress my doubts back to the bottom of my heart.

Placing the wooden box on the side of the coffin where the memory magic was, His Highness Alexander excitedly touched it with both hands, but it was only memory magic, and it had no substance, so he couldn't touch it at all.

"I really want to, I really want to hold it tight again, swing it hard again!" His Royal Highness Alexander said emotionally.

Soon, his gaze changed from excitement to attachment, like a young girl staring at her beloved male god, gentle and bitter.

"Open it," said His Highness Alexander softly, "open it, and activate it, I want to see it in its light." ”

"Oh," I replied, and obediently began to look for the gap in the wooden box.

Looking for it, I froze in place and suddenly looked up: "Your Highness, you just said to open it, and then ...... And then what? ”

"Activate it," repeated His Highness Alexander, "I want to see its brilliance, what, is there a problem?" ”

"Activate it...... Activate it! My eyes lit up: "Is this ...... Artifact? ”

"It is indeed forged from the blood of the god of creation," said Alexander, "and it is very apt to call it an artifact, but I prefer to call it a weapon with the blood of a god." ”

Affirmed by His Royal Highness Alexander, I couldn't wait to find the gap in the wooden box, but after looking around, I didn't find the slightest trace, so I waved my hand and used the demon knife to open a crack in the wooden box, and then buckled both sides of the gap and pulled it hard.

After a few crunching sounds, the wooden box was forcibly split into two pieces by me.

On the left hand, the golden scabbard is fixed, and on the right hand, a knight's sword with a gold handle and silver body is fixed.

The blade of the knight's longsword is extremely long, especially the closer it is to the tip of the sword, the longer and larger the blade becomes, reflecting a dazzling cold light under the illumination of the philosopher's stone lamp.

Except for the characteristic of the blade, the knight's longsword has nothing special, and even the ancient characters engraved on the connection between the sword body and the hilt seem so ordinary.

Looking at the knight's sword for a while, I couldn't help but wonder, "This is an artifact?" Why does it look so ordinary? ”

"Who told you that an artifact must be unusual?" Alexander retorted, "You should have seen the King's Crown, do you think that crown is outstanding compared to other crowns?" ”

I thought about it, and yes, the crown of kings looks like a very ordinary crown, if it doesn't have the ability to manipulate the dead, read memories, etc., it's afraid it won't even be qualified to be worn.

The same goes for the Moonlight Scepter, which looks like a featureless stick, and it doesn't look domineering without a big sword, if it falls into the hands of someone who takes things by appearance, I'm afraid it can only be used as a clothes pole.

"Hey, stinky boy, don't compare me with a weapon of that level, okay, I'm also a weapon with a soul and a name!"

I skipped it with a smile at the complaint of the big sword.

It's just that the moment I look up, another question arises: why can't I, who has the blood of the Fred family, activate the Moonlight Scepter?

(End of chapter)