Chapter 270 Opening the Coffin (Congratulations on the birth of the first alliance leader in this book!)
After being warned, Wei Miao did not panic.
She dared to test like this, so she naturally had an estimate of the situation.
The Masquerade has one thing to praise.
Things that are not explicitly written in the rules are implicit rules. If you accidentally violate the implicit rules, you will not be immediately punished, but will be given a warning or reminder first.
In other words, things that are not prohibited by the rules may not necessarily be compliant, and those that are not compliant will definitely be given a chance to change their ways.
This gives players the capital to try and make mistakes, and test wildly on the edge of violation.
After that, Wei Miao changed the target. She flew back to the center of the Requiem Realm, the Blessing Square.
The statue of Silent Death stands in the center of Blessing Square, with the church and the mayor's residence on both sides.
The church is still inaccessible. Once she tries to cross the wall, a warning will pop up.
[Warning: In the realm of requiem, soul hunters are not allowed to enter the territory of Virginia's Holy Cathedral, otherwise they will bear the consequences. 】
The unstated consequences are even more frightening.
Wei Miao cannot think of challenging the ban at all. The system's prompts are always fair, and most of the things it prohibits are extremely detrimental to players.
She didn't dare to throw a crow feather blade in, it was a provocation.
There should be some kind of agreement between Silent Death and Blessing Angel. If she breaks this tacit agreement, it's hard to say whether Silent Death will protect her.
Standing in front of the statue, Wei Miao looked at the quiet fountain under the statue.
She sometimes pays attention to some inconspicuous little things that no one explores because they are commonplace.
Walking to the edge of the pool, Wei Miao leaned over and dipped her hand into the dark water.
The water in the pool has a sticky feel and it is difficult to make waves.
The whole arm was immersed in the biting cold, and the fingertips could not touch anything, as if they had lost consciousness.
Wei Miao pulled out her arm, and the water droplets on her arm wrapped in cloth and leather sleeves rolled down. When she fully retracted her hand, there was no trace of moisture on her body.
Wonderful and strange substances.
It was difficult for the mutated hands to scoop up a large handful of pool water perfectly, so Wei Miao just used the small pits in her palms to store a little water and poured it on the ground.
The black water splashed to the ground, and under Wei Miao's gaze, it quickly evaporated like an executed soul until there was no trace left.
"It's hard to tell what kind of substance this is. It seems to be harmless to the soul." Wei Miao was thoughtful.
At this point, the exploration of the Requiem Realm has come to an end.
When Wei Miao wanted to travel back to reality, driven by instinct, she held a giant scythe in both hands and swung it in the air with all her strength.
A two-meter-long dark crack opened in the space in front of him.
With a thought, Wei Miao turned into a black smoke and disappeared into the crack.
At the same time as the crack closed, in the real Sabo town, the soul hunter emerged from the crack invisible to ordinary people and hovered in front of the goddess statue in the Blessing Square.
Underneath, Traveler Fang's physical body was missing. It stands to reason that when the soul is dragged into the realm of requiem, the real body should be in a state of suspended animation.
But now even the people are missing. Perhaps the patrolling city guards dragged them away, or perhaps it was the work of the church.
Wei Miao looked back at the image and did not try to break into the church.
You are not allowed to break into the church in the Requiem Realm of Silent Death, and it is even more impossible in the real town of Blessing Angel.
Under the night, the empty shadow of the crow flew towards Beavis Cemetery.
"The great astrologer Hattu Dan predicted the coming of the catastrophe, but died suddenly the day after the disaster. Either he was simply overworked, or he knew too much and was silenced."
With the speed of a soul hunter, Wei Miao quickly arrived at the cemetery area. At this moment, the carved door is heavily locked, refusing all visitors.
On the edge of the iron fence is the tombkeeper's hut, with bright yellow light shining through the glass windows.
Wei Miao ignored all obstacles and landed in front of Hattu's tomb in the center of the cemetery.
The surroundings were cool and silent, with no living person in sight.
“Hatu knows part of the inside story of the Cataclysm and is an excellent source of information. If there is such a thing as notes, it would be great. But hundreds of years have passed, and I don’t know if the notes can still be preserved. How much content.”
Although the soul hunter is an invisible ghost, it actually has an entity and can interact with things.
Wei Miao is finally planning to take action on Hatu’s tomb.
Under the rectangular stone railing in front of the tombstone is the tomb, and the stone railing is actually the lid of the coffin.
The stone fence is a rectangular shallow groove. When soil is shoveled into the groove, some flowers and plants can be planted for decoration.
But half of the stone fence is underground. If you want to move it, you must dig up the surrounding soil.
She may need to "borrow" some tools from the tombkeeper.
Although the ghost form is invisible, it has a collision volume, which is almost the same as when it has a physical body.
Arriving at the brightly lit hut, Wei Miao pushed open the ajar door. The tombkeeper was sitting at the table, reading classics.
This is a quiet old man, wearing rimless glasses, with white hair and a beautiful beard, and he looks knowledgeable.
He thought it was the wind that blew open the door. When he took off his glasses and was about to stand up, Wei Miao had already walked beside him, and the illusory giant scythe touched his body.
The connection between the soul and the body was briefly severed, and the separation of soul and body caused him to fall into an unconscious sleep.
The old man's upper body fell on the desk, and he would probably feel soreness in his back when he woke up.
Wei Miao has no memory of a soul hunter, but there is a mysterious "bond" between the weapon and its owner. To put it simply, after working together for a long time, you will know how to use it as soon as you hold the handle of the knife.
The long-term physical memory settled into instinct, which was convenient for Wei Miao.
There are some tools stacked in the corner of the hut, including engineer shovels, crowbars, hammers, etc. After all, gravekeepers have to do routine maintenance of the cemetery.
Wei Miao took away the useful tools and returned to the tomb.
From an outsider's perspective, a bunch of tools are floating in mid-air, rising and falling regularly, which is very strange.
Ten minutes later, Wei Miao dug up the soil around the coffin lid.
The stone coffin lid was very heavy, and there were plants planted on the top, so the edge was much higher than an ordinary coffin lid, so Wei Miao had to dig deeper.
The coffin body was embedded in the ground. She did not have the time or energy to dig out the entire coffin, so she stopped when she could see the gap between the coffin body and the lid.
Wei Miao squatted on the ground, pressing down the crowbar in an awkward posture, widening the gap and loosening the coffin lid.
After repeating it several times in different positions, Wei Miao estimated that the gap opened was enough to insert his claws.
So she threw the crowbar aside, pulled the edge of the coffin lid with both hands, and pushed hard to the other side.
No one else would be able to lift the coffin lid weighing several hundred kilograms, but it is not impossible for a soul hunter with a strength attribute of 3.
In an instant burst of power, accompanied by a dull friction sound, the coffin lid was lifted, forming an angle of 45 degrees with the coffin body, and slid to one side.
The shrubs and flowers in the stone fence shook off some branches and leaves due to the vibration, but fortunately they did not topple over.
Wei Miao quickly looked around, and the considerable movement did not attract anyone else.
Her hands were still holding the coffin lid, not completely overturning it.
With her night vision ability, Wei Miao looked down into the coffin and was able to catch a glimpse of the great astrologer who had been dead for many years.
Thank you Ling Feifei for being the leader! According to the default rules, I should add an update. But recently I have been looking for something to do, but I have been quite busy and have no time to write. Once I finish my work, I will code diligently.