Novel & Cerita Riddle Coffin

He had seen these mounds when he passed by several times earlier, but he thought they were just debris and did not think much of it. Boom— Without hesitation, Andrius slammed his palm down. Whoosh... Dust rose into the air, obscuring his vision and stinging his nose. Andrius held his breath and looked intently. There was actually a coffin buried there for an unknown number of years. It was completely black and emitted a strange and eerie aura. This was it! Andrius was overjoyed and immediately rushed over. Clang... As someone on the second Divine Step, he easily lifted the coffin lid and revealed its contents.

"Stay sharp. There's also supposed to be a hidden boss. The real win condition is fulfilling Ximena's wish." It was Silvia and the other two players. They quietly pried open the latch and slipped inside. I quickly shut my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Soon, I felt someone pushing against the coffin lid. "Give me a hand. There's a male corpse in the coffin next to it." A male corpse? I did not see one earlier. Where did that come from? One of them muttered, "Nothing useful here. Let's check the other coffin." The lid of my coffin, the one I shared with Ximena, was opened.

The third coffin was for an infant inscribed with a familiar word, but I couldn't place it, "A iníon." Maxine walked back in covering her mouth with her forearm. She was looking at the coffins as I began to open the one on the left. I barely needed the crowbar. The wood broke and rusted nails gave way. As I pushed the cover away, I saw a man's clothes, but a body very much in disorder. Bones broken, thrown about. It made no sense. I gently pushed through the ribs, pelvis when I felt something hard, round. "Jesus Christ, Max... It's the Iron Cylinder." I pulled it from beneath his pelvic bone, easily prying open the lock with my K-bar. I looked at her. She had tears in her eyes. She was looki

"I didn't know. I swear I didn't know… Oh, Adam, my boy!" Hooray. I was Mommy's child again, not a jinx. What a wonderful thing to hear… but it was just too late. The harsh sunlight illuminated the scattered piles of earth and the open coffin that reeked of death. It shone upon me, the boy who would never cry or beg again. The guests covered their mouths, their faces alarmed with horror. "Did they actually stuff their kid inside a coffin and suffocate him to death? How can anyone do something like this?"

He took the food and water that had been placed in the coffin, then said casually, "You're going to die anyway, so there's no point wasting these on you. I'll leave the oxygen tank, though. I want you to last a few more days. It's just a shame you won't be able to make it to our wedding." The lid slammed shut again, swallowing the last sliver of light. I dug my fingertips deep into the rough wooden boards, pressing so hard that my fingernails felt ready to snap off. But my strength had drained out of me. My eyelids grew unbearably heavy, and I blacked out. When I finally came to, I was greeted by a cacophony of voices from the outside world. My funeral had begun. Guests were mingling, exchan

I said through gritted teeth. There was no other relief that could compare to the King retiring to his room for the night and leaving the wolves to grieve. As a community, we huddled together in our designated field meant for last rites. While building up Cole’s funeral pyre, the wolves began to hum the simple, somber song as part of our letting go ritual. Being Alpha, it was my job to light the pyre. With my torch in hand, I walked forward to say goodbye.

“ What in the world?” Levy stepped back as she looked at the empty grave that was in front of her, what was going on? Why was the coffin empty? A frown etched on her face as she looked at the empty coffin. Though she was happy that the coffin did not have any corpse in it but she did not like the fact that the mystery seemed to have gone deeper. She turned to look at the echo that was still pointing at the ring in the coffin and Levy hesitated a little before she crouched down and then picked up the ring that was lying on the wooden surface of the coffin.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhou Tian and Wu Jiu were so powerful, they would have died here with the old Zombie. Therefore, Pan Zishan and the bald man were filled with admiration and gratitude towards Zhou Tian. "Okay, Mr. Zhou!" Several people shouted in unison and moved the big red coffin over. The coffin was made of fine rosewood, which was quite heavy. But with more people and more strength, the red coffin was quickly moved to the side. Zhou Tian's throat was raised, and he stared at the ground under the coffin. Zhou Tian was shocked and angry. There was a rectangular pit below, which was smaller than the bottom of the coffin, so the coffin could be parked on the top of the pit.

We got to a corner and at the far end of it, there was a dimly lit platform that was shining in faint hues of gold and silver. And on the platform, two coffins were rested on a stone side by side. Kaiden stopped and let out a small gasp as if he was trying to gather strength before speaking. “We’re here,” he finally said moments later. I moved closer and stared at the strange symbols that were carved onto the surface of the coffins. One had a crest carved into it, it was a silver wolf howling upwards toward a crescent moon while the other coffin was smooth but it glowed faintly. It looked like the stones had absorbed a lot of magic and darkness.

At the same time, Sylvie continued, "He says that he knows why the later generations have come, and that it's inside the coffin. Whoever finds the coffin is therefore allowed to claim and use it as they wish—it was never his, as he was just the keeper." Nodding, Frank gently opened the coffin. There was no body, only a small vial kept at a corner. Sylvie could tell right away that there was something special about it. Not only did it have a unique hue that dated it even before the Renaissance period, but it was also too small to be an object of that era. As such, she reached out to take it for a look…