This coffin is too large.
Don’t even ntion fitting a person.
You could fit an entire elephant inside, no problem.
This is completely inconsistent with the local burial customs.
Anthony felt his accelerated heartbeat and waved to his subordinates: "Open it!"
..
With the help of the pulley system on the sluice.
The coffin lid, weighing hundreds of pounds, crashed heavily to the ground.
There was no strange phenonon, and no odd sll sealed for hundreds of years.
The Iron Coffin was cast in one piece with molten iron.
Over hundreds of years, the decomposing odor had long seeped out through the cracks and fully dissipated over the past few days.
However, to be cautious.
Anthony still wore a gas mask and was escorted by a few bodyguards as he approached the stone platform.
A makeshift bulb had been set up inside the tomb.
Under the light.
Anthony looked inside the coffin.
The next mont.
He and several bodyguards were stunned.
A burly man, akin to a bear, widened his eyes and exclaid instinctively, "What the fuck! Was a monster buried here?"
The sight inside was truly terrifying!
Inside the coffin was a humanoid skeleton over three ters tall, with robust bones covered in unknown runes.
The skeleton itself exceeded three ters.
The actual person must have been four ters tall?
And that wasn’t the scariest part.
The key was that the humanoid skeleton’s teeth and skull were fused together.
The teeth resembled those of a shark, as sharp as daggers.
The fingers and toes were clearly different from a normal person’s, long and sharp.
In the blink of an eye.
They seed to see a terrifying creature standing upright, with hands full of blades!
In the Middle Ages.
Without gunpowder.
A creature like this would cut down people like mowing grass!
..
Anthony’s reaction was not much better than that of the bodyguards.
He swallowed and recalled the autobiography on the Stone Slab: I am a Divine Favored of the Blood Moon, naturally wielding the power bestowed by the Blood Moon Mother Goddess...
Although he didn’t know the supernatural ability of this skeleton’s owner.
Just this physique alone, in the cold weapon era of the Middle Ages, was no different from being Divine Favored.
Anthony hurriedly said to a few trusted bodyguards: "Go, put everyone on alert, issue a lockdown order, the highest level of lockdown!"
The bodyguards, seeing Anthony so serious for the first ti, quickly nodded and jumped off the stone platform to begin clearing the site.
Once most people were gone.
Anthony put on gloves, took out a magnifying glass, and carefully began to examine the skeleton in the Iron Coffin.
Holding the skeleton.
His first impression was one of heaviness and solidity.
If his eyes hadn’t confird this was indeed bone, Anthony would have thought he was holding a piece of steel skeleton!
This creature, in life, had an incredibly dense body!
This ant an imnse capacity for strength and explosive power.
It was unimaginable.
How terrifying this being must have been in life!
This discovery made Anthony even more excited.
He knew well that a normal Carbon-based Life could not have such bone density.
The Divine Favored of the Blood Moon must truly exist!
..
In a state of exhilaration.
Anthony stayed in the tomb for several days straight.
The reason for such a long stay was not studying the bones.
He had already packed up the bones.
What he was studying was the autobiography of the tomb owner in the Iron Coffin.
The ti was distant.
Translating the local language of the Middle Ages was one thing.
The tomb owner’s ntal state was also very chaotic.
This made Anthony’s interpretation extrely laborious.
After spending several days.
He finally pieced together the information he wanted.
The content was very startling!
Below is a part of the tomb owner’s record:
"I am about to die.
This is my third death experience.
Fortunately, this ti I prepared everything in advance.
I have placed myself inside the Iron Coffin.
Before dying, I hope to be elegant.
The process of waiting for death is extrely uncomfortable.
So let record my past.
As ntioned before.
I have experienced death three tis.
This is not a taphor.
The first ti was during that terrifying plague.
All my family, acquaintances, and most of the Citizens, fell to the plague.
The plague did not discriminate between the poor and the Noble.
I also fell.
As my consciousness faded.
The sky turned into a strange red.
What a beautiful Blood Moon.
And so, I lived again.
My body underwent miraculous changes.
I beca increasingly strong.
My nails grew extrely sharp.
My speed surpassed any beast I knew of.
My strength could lift boulders.
My muscles were harder than the armor of Knights.
I must also thank my Night Vision and nails, without them, I could not have recorded these things.
Yes, my nails can easily engrave things on steel.
The only difficulty is that I often feel hunger.
It is a very unbearable feeling.
The remaining Citizens were terribly afraid of what I had beco.
They believed that I survived and transford into this monstrous form because I worshiped the Devil.
I was very angry.
So I ate them.
Those dirty, stinking peasants were unexpectedly delicious.
I was very satisfied.
Even now, I rember the mont the taste of that first bite of flesh exploded in my mouth.
That was truly a beautiful ti.
I regret not realizing this earlier, otherwise, I could have had more fresh food.
I am very pleased with the Citizens for contributing their value.
But my stomach was not satisfied.
It was very greedy.
With the flesh and blood, my changes beca more drastic, and so did my hunger.
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