As Owen placed his hands firmly on the golden coffin, the coffin trembled slightly.
In that instant, a faint sound of breathing erged from within, although it was barely audible.
Both Owen and Diana, being highly skilled mages, clearly sensed it.
Owen's heart skipped a beat as he stared at the coffin, murmuring softly, "Could it really be the body of the Founder King inside...?"
The Founder King of Kyrik was a god-tier powerhouse who built the mausoleum for the purpose of seclusion in the future.
If he were truly lying inside, opening the coffin could awaken him.
Despite Owen's current strength, compared to a god-tier mage, he was still leagues behind.
A single finger from the Founder King could easily defeat him.
The gap in their power was insurmountable.
However, Owen had co this far and had found the coffin-there was no way he could give up now. Despite the risks, the coffin had to be opened!
Firming his resolve, Owen took a deep breath and began applying pressure to the edges of the coffin with his hands.
Owen's physical strength had beco terrifying, especially after his breakthrough in Obsidify, which had transford his body into sothing far beyond its previous state.
Even a mountain could be pushed aside with his raw physical power.
As he exerted pressure, a bone-chilling coldness seeped from the coffin, traveling up his hands and into his fingertips, as if trying to freeze his spirit.
Fortunately, Owen's mind and body were far stronger than others at his level, and the cold posed no significant threat to him.
He continued pushing on the coffin lid, but it didn't budge, as though a mysterious force was sealing it in place.
Surprised, Owen's expression grew more serious.
Clearly, sothing significant was hidden within the golden coffin, and the possibility that the Founder King was lying inside beca more and more likely.
Diana had already noticed Owen's unusual struggle.
If even he couldn't open the coffin easily, then it was certainly no ordinary coffin.
She called out anxiously from the side, "Owen, stop wasting your energy! We need to leave, now!"
Owen ignored her, focusing his attention on trying to push the lid once more.
This ti, he summoned every bit of strength he had, activating Obsidify, causing his body to turn pitch black like ink.
His skin glistened with a crystalline sheen, as if coated in black crystal, increasing his strength imnsely.
Creak...
A faint sound echoed as the tightly sealed coffin lid shifted slightly. The movent was small, but it was enough to unsettle the coffin.
At the sa ti, that faint breathing sound beca clearer, as if sothing was about to break out of the coffin!
Gritting his teeth, Owen mustered all his strength and pushed the coffin open in one powerful motion.
As the coffin lid slid open, Owen's gaze was imdiately drawn to the sight inside, and his heart raced with tension.
The breathing was now unmistakably loud.
Inside the golden coffin lay an absolutely stunning woman dressed in a red gown.
Her chest rose and fell slightly, the breathing clearly coming from her.
Owen froze for a mont.
This woman had been lying in the coffin for who knew how long, yet her skin was as smooth and delicate as white jade, as if untouched by ti.
She didn't look like a corpse at all, more like a sleeping beauty, poised to wake up at any mont.
Owen's attention was soon drawn to the crown on her head.
The crown was exceptionally ornate, with golden tassels and vivid decorations resembling phoenixes, all crafted with exquisite detail.
At the center of this luxurious adornnt was a blood-red gem.
This blood-red gem was about the size of a thumb and emitted a thick, sticky red glow that enveloped the woman in the coffin like a veil.
With a single glance, Owen recognized it-it was a fragnt of the Godslayer Staff!
"Finally found it!"
A wide smile spread across Owen's face, filled with excitent and desire.
The Godslayer Staff, a legendary artifact, had been instruntal to him.
With each unsealing, its power grew more terrifying.
Owen had a strong feeling that unlocking one more seal would bring a massive
transformation.
Swallowing his eagerness, Owen reached out slowly, intending to retrieve the red gem from the crown.
As his fingers touched the red gem, he imdiately sensed a profound and mystical energy emanating from it.
Intricate runes flowed out from the gem, and the aura it gave off was unmistakably that of the ancient Dark God King, unique to the Godslayer Staff.
However, when Owen tried to pull the gem out, it remained firmly lodged in the crown,
refusing to budge.
Surprised, Owen applied more force.
The Godslayer Staff fragnt was right in front of him-he had to obtain it!
As Owen increased his effort, a strange power suddenly surged from within the woman's body, like countless red tendrils wrapping tightly around the gem, holding it firmly in place.
No matter how hard Owen pulled, the gem wouldn't move.
"I've never failed to get what I want!"
Determined, Owen activated the power of the Godslayer Staff that had fused into his body.
Dark golden light flowed from the staff and coated his hand, turning it into a brilliant tallic gold, as though it had been forged from solid tal.
With the Godslayer Staff's power amplifying his strength, the red gem finally began to loosen. However, at the sa ti, the strange force from the woman's body grew stronger, tightening its grip on the gem.
The two forces pulled on the gem in a chaotic struggle, warping the surrounding space and creating fine cracks in the air.
Realizing that this tug-of-war could potentially alert the four ghost generals, Owen clenched his left hand into a fist and punched the woman squarely on the forehead.
He could feel that the only reason the gem wasn't coming loose was because of the interference from the woman's body.
Bang!
Owen's powerful punch struck the woman's smooth forehead, causing her head to reel as
though she had been struck by a mighty hamr.
Her previously flawless forehead swelled with a dark red bump.
Her serene expression twisted slightly in response to the pain, and the mana within her body
grew chaotic.
Seizing the mont, Owen exerted all his strength with his right hand and finally wrenched the red gem from the woman's crown.
The red gem glowed brightly, casting a blood-red light like a unique lantern.
Not wanting to waste ti, Owen imdiately summoned the Godslayer Staff and embedded
the gem into the staff's shaft.
The Godslayer Staff trembled slightly as intricate patterns spread from the red gem across the
staff, filling every inch with intricate designs.
A special aura quickly began to emanate from the staff.
"Congratulations, host, for completing the mission!"
"You have received 100,000 fate points!"
"You have unlocked the second skill of the Spear of Longinus-[Fallen Sun]."
"The third seal of the Godslayer Staff has been lifted, granting the skill [Godslayer Array] (1/3,
Beginner Level)."
A series of system notifications flashed before Owen's eyes, filling him with joy and
excitent. But he also felt a bit puzzled-had it really been that easy?
Just as this thought crossed his mind, Owen's pupils shrank in shock.
He realized that the woman lying in the coffin had suddenly opened her eyes, which were now
filled with blood-red light.
At the sa ti, a chilling pressure surged from her body, freezing the air around them. Layers of frost spread out from the golden coffin, covering the entire hall in ice!
"Damn intruder! How dare you steal my treasure!"
A hoarse voice, laced with madness, escaped the woman's lips as she sat upright, her
bloodshot eyes locking onto the fleeing Owen with a deadly glare.
But before Owen could make his escape, Diana, sensing danger as soon as the woman had
opened her eyes, had already turned and bolted.
Though Diana didn't know exactly what the red gem was, she could tell from Owen's reaction
that it was the object he had co for.
As the two of them reached the entrance to the hall, four towering figures blocked their way. The four ghost generals had been alerted by the disturbance!
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