Chapter 1926 Artifact

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

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

After swallowing and calming down, he placed his fingers firmly on the edge of the coffin, and then lifted it with all his strength.

The agarwood of rotten wood, like ink dripping into water, instantly filled the room.

I subconsciously breathed harder, greedily sucking in the refreshing rotten fragrance.

However, there is no body odor?

If the coffin is not properly sealed and air leaks, the body odor may gradually dissipate over time.

However, this coffin was sealed extremely tightly, not to mention the smell of corpses. Even the rotten smell of wood could not escape. How could it be possible that after opening the coffin, there would be only the smell of rottenness but no corpse smell?

After thinking for a moment, my heart suddenly skipped a beat. Could it be that there were no corpses in this coffin?

Thinking of this, I used my arms to lift the lid of the coffin, and when I looked around, my heart suddenly dropped - there was nothing in the coffin!

"This is impossible!" I couldn't help but exclaimed.

Master Dewey and others also gathered around. When they looked over, they were all stunned on the spot.

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

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

"If it's not your fault, it may be that His Highness Alexander's confidants did not act in accordance with the imperial edict." Master Hall turned his head, looked at Alexander, and said, "Your Highness, what do you think?"

His Royal Highness Alexander did not speak. He kept staring at the coffin. He first looked at it from left to right, then from right to left. Finally, he settled on the bottom of the coffin and ordered: "Xiao Yi, please put the coffin in the coffin." Pry open the base plate.”

"Bottom?" He leaned down and glanced at the bottom of the coffin for a few times. A sudden flash of inspiration came to his mind: "Could it be a mezzanine?"

Alexander nodded.

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

I muttered, pulled out Xi Lan's demon knife, and stabbed towards the bottom of the coffin.

After some cutting, the bottom plate was completely cut open, and the inside of the mezzanine was clearly visible.

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

He carefully took out the wooden box, held it in his hand, and weighed it. It was quite heavy, but slightly lighter than the Odachi.

Could it be something like metal sheets?

While thinking about it, I handed the wooden box to Alexander. When I looked up, I was startled by His Highness Alexander's expression.

"Why are you crying?"

In front of his eyes, two rows of crystal tears slowly flowed down from the phantom eyes of His Highness Alexander's memory. However, these tears, just like him, were purely phantoms and had no substance.

Why is he crying?

Question marks appeared in my mind one after another, and I couldn't help but ask: "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 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, it's no longer necessary."

"Huh? Aren't you worried about your own corpse? That is your former body!"

"Like you said, that's just the body I had. It's just the past. Whether it exists or not, it won't affect who I am now."

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

"Because of excitement," His Highness Alexander said with a trembling voice, "and also because of happiness."

The excitement may be due to the feeling when you find something important, but where does happiness start?

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

Putting the wooden box next to the coffin where the memory magic was located, His Royal Highness Alexander touched it with both hands excitedly. However, it was just memory magic and had no substance, so he could not touch it at all.

"I really want to, really want to hold it tightly and wave it hard again!" His Royal Highness Alexander said emotionally.

Soon, his eyes changed from excitement to attachment, like a pregnant girl staring at her beloved male god, tender and bitter.

"Open it," His Highness Alexander said softly, "Open it and activate it. I want to see its brilliance."

"Oh" I responded, and obediently started to look for gaps in the wooden box.

After searching for it, I froze on the spot and suddenly raised my head: "Your Highness, you just said to open it, and then what?"

"Activate it" His Highness Alexander repeated: "I want to see its brilliance. What, is there a problem?"

"Activate it, activate it!" My eyes sparkled: "Is this an artifact?"

"It is indeed forged with the blood of the God of Creation," Alexander said. "It is also very appropriate to call it an artifact. However, I prefer to call it a weapon with divine blood."

After receiving the affirmation from His Highness Alexander, I couldn't wait to look for the gap in the wooden box. However, after searching around, I couldn't find the slightest trace. I was so anxious that I waved my hand, used the demon knife to open a gap in the wooden box, and then locked it. Push hard on both sides of the gap.

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

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

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

Apart from the blade, there is nothing special about the knight's long sword. Even the ancient characters engraved on the joint between the sword body and the hilt seem so ordinary.

After looking at the knight's sword for a while, I couldn't help but wonder: "Is this an artifact? Why does it look so ordinary?"

"Who told you that an artifact must be extraordinary?" Alexander retorted: "You should have seen the King's Crown. Do you think that crown has an outstanding appearance compared with other crowns?"

I thought about it, and it was right. The King's Crown looked like an ordinary crown. If it didn't have the ability to control the dead, read memories, etc., it wouldn't even be qualified to be worn.

The same goes for the Moonlight Scepter. It looks like a completely featureless stick, and it doesn't look as domineering as the Odachi. If it falls into the hands of someone who judges things by their appearance, I'm afraid it will just be regarded as a toy. Clothes pole.

"Hey, brat, don't compare me to a weapon of that level, okay? I'm a weapon with a soul and a name after all!"

I smiled and ignored Odachi's complaints.

Just the moment I raised my head, another doubt arose: Why can't I activate the Moonlight Scepter even though I have the blood of the Philed family?