Nymeria gave a cold huff. “What an arrogant man.”
She turned to the three elders behind her. “Let’s go. We’re not letting them get ahead of us.”
Verdin hesitated for a beat but decided to follow Aziel’s group. In an unfamiliar place like this, tagging along with the powerful seemed wiser than wandering alone.
Jared remained still, quietly scanning the area. A faint smile crossed his lips. “Interesting…” he muttered under his breath, then walked forward.
This chaos dimension might’ve looked like a mess at first glance, but Jared could already detect faint patterns. His perception was keener than most, even sharper than those at Wandering Immortal Realm Level Five.
Deeper into the chaos, after about half an hour of walking, the mist began to lift. A crumbling stone platform emerged in front of them.
Atop it were three coffins. They were all blood-red, etched with strange, arcane runes.
Flanking the platform stood two armored warriors holding large swords. Though they were just stone sculptures, the craftsmanship was so detailed that they seemed almost alive.
Everyone stood in stunned silence. No one could tell who, or what, was in those coffins.
Jared was curious. He tried to probe the coffins with his spiritual sense, but couldn’t sense anything. Even more concerning was the powerful scent of blood radiating from them.
No one dared get too close. In a place like this, filled with unknown dangers, everyone kept their distance from the stone platform.
Instinctively, Jemina edged closer to Jared, half-hiding behind him. She was nervous. Standing next to Jared made her feel just a little safer.
Aziel saw her leaning toward Jared and was instantly filled with rage. But with Dexton and the Bloodbane Palace folks nearby, he had to bite his tongue. He forced a smile instead. “There’s probably something hidden inside these coffins. We should send someone to check first,” Aziel said.
Everyone turned to look at him. Nymeria rolled her eyes. “Why don’t you go, then?” she said.
Aziel shook his head. “Not me.” Then he looked at Jared. “You should go check it out.”
Jared blinked, “Why not you?”
“It could be dangerous,” Aziel replied plainly.
“I’m afraid of danger too,” Jared said, clearly displeased.
“If you don’t go, I’ll beat you till you can’t stand. I’m stronger than you, remember?” Aziel threatened. “So either explore the coffins, or get ready to die. Take your pick.”
“F*ck…” Jared was momentarily speechless.
“Aziel, he-” Jemina started to defend Jared.
“That’s enough, Jemina,” Aziel cut her off. “He’s just a servant. You don’t need to keep shielding him.”
Jemina glanced at Jared helplessly. Jared understood all too well. This was a world where only strength mattered. He had no one to blame for still being at Wandering Immortal Realm Level One.
Nymeria stood off to the side, watching Jared with a faint smirk. “A Wandering Immortal Realm Level One poking around here? Might as well be suicide,” she said.
Jared just smiled and said nothing. He walked straight toward the broken stone platform.
“I’m going with you.” Jemina quickly followed behind him.
“Jemina…” Aziel called out, but she had already caught up to Jared.
Aziel’s face twisted with envy. His teeth clenched, his eyes wide with fury.
“What are you doing, following me? What if it’s dangerous?” Jared turned and asked Jemina.
