Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 388 Lanterns and Black Nails

“I want to die……”

The numb and painful voice of the sarcophagus continued, and the voice was overwhelmed.

Dorn and Vivian looked at each other, and then they were both ready to fight.

No matter what is in the sarcophagus, it is very strange.

If the contents of this coffin are to be uncovered, the first reaction of Dorn and Vivienne is all-first hit “him” before talking!

However, maintaining a fighting posture and waiting for a while, the imaginary scene of the big blue-haired dumplings jumping out of the coffin did not happen.

Dorn hesitated for a while, and finally decided to re-enter the small platform to see the situation.

He turned on [Devilization] at the cost of abandoning a piece of clothing, then shook the bat’s wings on his back and walked onto the high platform.

“Dorn, I…”

The fairy Miss clasped the ebony staff tightly and was about to follow, but was stopped by Dorne, who was in the Devil state.

“Help me.” He only briefly said such a word.

Vivienne hesitated for a moment, and then still obediently grasped the ebony staff, guarding behind the tall humanoid Devil, and did not keep up with the high platform.

Donn came to the side of the sarcophagus and couldn’t resist the foul smell in the sarcophagus.

He derives eight arms and legs in the Devil state, and put them on the lid of the sarcophagus, trying to push the coffin away again.

The sarcophagus that has been pushed out of a gap is easier to focus on than at first.

After a short effort, the Devilized Dorn overturned the lid of the sarcophagus.

He can finally see the whole picture of it–

The inner wall of the sarcophagus is as smooth as marble.

There was a withered man who could barely see a human figure lying inside, with the stench of decay and decay all over his body.

There was no trace of muscle in the man’s body, just a layer of shriveled skin covering the dry bones.

Even his deeply sunken head with eye sockets and cheeks looked like a skeleton.

The clothes on the man’s body had long been corrupted, and his dry limbs were firmly nailed to the bottom of the coffin by four long nails.

No blood can be seen on his limbs pierced by spikes, maybe his blood has already drained.

As for the four long nails, the whole body is pitch black, there is no rust on the surface, and they are as clean as new, which looks very unusual.

In addition to the black nails, this lantern was placed on the side of the sarcophagus near the man’s head.

There is no open flame in this lamp, there seems to be only a thick, circling mist inside, but the lamp body is emitting a terrible green light.

No one can tell how long it has been on.

The green shimmer of the lantern shone on the man’s face.

The man’s eyes were open, muddy and muddy, he couldn’t see the color of his pupils at all, and there was not a trace of light that a living person should have.

He seemed to notice that the lid of the sarcophagus was opened. He opened his toothless mouth and squeezed a dry hoarse sound from his throat:

“I… want to… die… kill… I…”

The Devilized Dorn stood beside the sarcophagus, his hideous face couldn’t see much human emotions.

But he knew in his heart that the man nailed to the sarcophagus might be the Earl Wen Feng.

The immortal who paid the price.

Dorn could not understand how the man in the sarcophagus in front of him had survived, nor could he understand why he was still alive in his current physical state.

After being silent for a while, Dorn slowly said, “Who trapped you here?”

“Kill…I…light…light…remove…”

Earl Wen Feng in the sarcophagus spoke, but he didn’t answer the question, just repeating the original statement mechanically and numbly.

After Donne tried several times, he felt unable to communicate with each other.

Then, his gaze fell on the lantern in the sarcophagus.

One of the two longest arms stretched forward and into the sarcophagus, the front end of the tentacles rolled up the bronze ring of the lantern.

This lamp is not heavy, it can be lifted up by pulling it lightly.

After Don’s arms and legs lifted the lamp, the lantern shade that originally emitted a terrible green shimmer shook, and the faint light suddenly went out.

The lights are off and people are off.

After the green light disappeared and was firmly nailed in the sarcophagus, Earl Wenfeng, who should have died thousands of years ago, began to decay rapidly.

His skin and bones were slowly collapsing, turning into weird ashes.

The vitality of Earl Wen Feng that was pulled and imprisoned by the lantern began to dissipate. If he had been sealed in this sarcophagus for thousands of years in a “survival” state, then he could finally die now.

On his deathbed, Earl Wenfeng, who might have lived in the world for thousands of years, opened his mouth and made a dry “Hoho” in his throat. He wanted to say something.

This is not to express nostalgia for life, nor is it to rejoice in the relief that death brings.

He just opened his mouth in numb and pain, and spit out the words that he had repeated countless times for thousands of years: “I…want to…die…”

Immediately afterwards, the remaining head of the earl also decayed and turned into ugly ashes.

He finally died.

Dorn stood beside the sarcophagus and did not speak, because of the [Devilization], he could not see much emotion on his slightly hideous face.

“The wandering wizard in that mural really has the power to immortal? Is it through this lantern?”

“Did he nail Earl Wen Feng, who is pursuing immortality, in the sarcophagus? Immortality has a price…Why would the wizard do this?”

“Who is the sorcerer? The man with such treacherous power has now been perished in the long river of history; or somehow still exists in this world?”

There were a lot of questions in Donne’s mind, but they couldn’t be answered for the time being.

The dead silence was restored in the tomb.

After a long time, Vivian, who was standing under the small high platform where the sarcophagus was placed, said: “Dorn…”

Although the fairy Miss did not stand close to the sarcophagus just now, she could still see clearly what was happening in the tomb.

Dorne, who was stunned, took his thoughts back to reality at this time, and turned around: “Vivian, things here… seem to be over.”

Yes, it’s over.

Even though there are still some questions left and no answers have been found, there is nothing worth exploring in the tomb.

And inside that sarcophagus, now there are only four dark and unusual-looking long nails. And the weird bronze lantern that was just picked up and put back by Donne with his touch hand, and now no longer glows.

“These things can be regarded as the legacy of the unknown wizard or the legacy of the undead Earl Wenfeng? However, no matter who they were before, they seem to be mine now.”

Don’s eyes fell back to the two sets of weird and powerful objects visible to the naked eye in the sarcophagus, and he fell into contemplation once again.

Black nails and lanterns were all spoils after he and Vivian explored the cemetery. There is no problem with receiving them all.

The only thing that makes Donne hesitate a little is…Do they look a little dangerous?