Chapter 2681

The residents were not even upset, and they even laughed. "With such power, none of us can stop him if he wants to take the treasures for himself anyway. That's why we trust him."

Sylvie rolled her eyes, while Frank chuckled. "Don't keep trying to make me look bad. Did you think everyone would just stop functioning as soon as they see artifacts like you?"

Sylvie snorted. "Do I love artifacts that much? It belongs in a museum, so that everyone can see it!"

Winking at Frank she then purred, "And aside from artifacts, I'm also interested in handsome men!"

Frank chuckled and picked her up before leaping down.

Soon, they arrived on the ground beneath.

Frank's ring then shone, and Sylvie turned to see a coffin laying on the water. It was flowing along the current but much slower, as if bound by water.

It was a strange coffin too-it looked like it was carved out of jade, and Sylvie noticed how smooth it was as she touched it. The surface was sculpted with detailed patterns, and it could even compare with the sarcophagus of kings.

Sylvie smiled. "That's the nobility for you-they never spare any expense on themselves."

Frank chuckled. "Quit praising the coffin. Fun is on its way!"

"Fun?"

was taken aback but soon saw a weird

the sound

raised his hand, and a radiance shone, scaring

Don't you know that you can find all sorts of things around tombs? Forget rats-I've seen mountains

chuckled, nodding. "I

nodded. "Sure. Then why would you

into the darkness.

on cue,

be sewn up parts of human limbs. There was a slit where its

and it was such a terrible sight that Sylvie almost threw up

feel sick about that, one could

he had to do was

out, and Frank pulled it toward himself with telekinesis and

"The writer's name is Charles Huxley, and he seemed to have foreseen a forage for his tomb. He asks for

that

for his entire life-not that he could, given the

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