The excavation posture of the cave dwellers is quite eye-catching.
Their sturdy arms possess imnse strength, bending slightly when excavating for better leverage.
The claws at the front are uniquely structured; under great force, they can easily scrape away the soil.
With a backward swipe of the claws, the earth flies with them.
Digging diagonally downwards on the surface, within a few minutes, the cave dwellers vanish from sight... only soil is seen continually being tossed out of the pit.
Incredibly efficient.
These peculiar cave-dwelling creatures have unique breathing thods, unafraid of suffocation even in cramped tunnels.
With over a hundred humanoid excavators in motion, ten minutes, twenty minutes... an hour later, the surface is unrecognizable.
The earth, once adorned with red flowers, is now in disarray.
From noon onwards, a full two hours passed till sunset, yet the traces of the magic beast’s body remain unseen.
The twenty-ter-deep area in this region has been almost entirely searched.
Nothing found.
Lear expanded his perception fully but still couldn’t find any trace.
If it can’t be found in the shallow layers, then dig deeper!
Prepared to spend more ti, he had already made up his mind.
But at that mont, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Haggs, who was standing by on alert.
Feeling a slight stir, with an idea to give it a try, he called Haggs over and said straightforwardly.
"Haggs, a magic beast corpse is buried below that can help you ascend... you can try to sense if you can detect its location."
The Wetland Lizard-man Hero nodded solemnly.
"Yes, Sovereign!"
Then he slowly closed his eyes, with the roaring Qi Blood surging on his body, burning like a fla on the surface.
His spiritual power fully extended to perceive the surroundings.
A mont later, he suddenly opened his eyes widely and pointed in a certain direction, filled with excitent.
"Sovereign, I sensed it!!"
"Right in that area, buried about fifty ters underground!"
It indeed worked?!
Lear, in great spirits, imdiately prepared to have the cave dwellers focus their excavation.
But without giving the order, the cave dwellers beside him started buzzing with excitent.
Shouting that they had found it, they had found it.
Glancing at the Lizard-man Hero, wasn’t it supposed to be sensed? How could it have already been found?
Haggs looked sowhat embarrassed, did he sense it wrong?
Quickly turning his head, he saw a large group of cave dwellers frantically digging in one direction.
Soil splattered, their speed resembling the swiftness of harvesting in a rice barrel.
Within about ten minutes, with concerted efforts from over a hundred cave dwellers, they dug out a huge pit.
Then many personnel sward below; constant exclamations could be heard as they exerted force to lift it out.
Standing not far away with great interest, Lear wondered what the magic beast’s body could possibly look like?
A mont later, his expression changed slightly.
The cave dwellers below had already shown their heads, gradually climbing out of the pit, and the excavated object was slowly revealed... but it wasn’t the anticipated magic beast corpse.
Instead, it was a rust-covered Bronze Coffin engraved with strange patterns, inexplicably giving off a chill.
Lear was full of questions.
I asked you to find a corpse, and you go grave robbing?
Under the combined strength of the cave dwellers, they quickly lifted this massive coffin, 5 ters long and 3 ters wide, out.
Under the sunlight, the rusted bronze appearance grew even more ancient, with the mysterious engravings filled with the marks of ti.
It imparted a feeling of mystery, majesty, and sanctity.
Frowning, Lear focused his mind; unexpectedly, his intelligence system only displayed very scant information—
Mysterious Bronze Coffin
???
???
Only a na, with "mysterious" as a prefix, all subsequent information remained as question marks.
Narrowing his eyes.
He imdiately stepped closer, stopping at a thirty-ter range.
Activating the Swamp Divine Format suppressed in the magic vortex, vast as the starry sky, his divine power surged out, covering the Bronze Coffin.
The next mont, the coffin suddenly trembled.
As if... fearful?!
This coffin is afraid?!
Is there sothing alive inside?
Lear was slightly startled.
But with a few breaths of trembling, it quickly cald down, no longer reacting no matter how violently his divine power roared.
As if nothing had happened, it was all an illusion.
This coffin surely harbors a secret.
While pondering, he gestured to have the cave dwellers open it, but after exploring it for a long ti, they couldn’t find any seams.
Ultimately, their leader could only approach helplessly, speaking softly.
"Great Sovereign, this coffin is cast as a single piece... there’s no place to open it."
Lear waved his hand to have them cease their actions.
His spiritual essence spread out, trying to penetrate it.
However, the coffin, like a mountain, blocked all perception.
No matter how much pressure he applied, he couldn’t penetrate the thick barrier.
In the end, he had to give up.
What on earth is this thing hiding?
The more elusive it is, the more it piques his curiosity.
The only comfort is sensing no threat from the coffin... Instead, faintly sensing a bit of fear towards him.
Considering it, he gestured for Haggs to use force directly.
"Try if you can break it open!"
Haggs imdiately complied, approaching with a steel saber in hand.
His arm muscles instantly swelled, tightly gripping the steel saber, exerting full force throughout his body.
Whoosh~
The blade violently slashed down, striking the coffin hard.
Crack~ Ka-cha~
Sparks flew, the steel saber was directly rebounded, leaving a prominent notch on the blade.
The seemingly not-so-solid bronze, like an indestructible heavy shield, left no mark.
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