Chapter 1710: Chapter 520: The Train from the Underworld

Leonard Churchill and his group cautiously moved towards the roots of the trees in the southeast direction.

Perhaps it was because the Dragon’s Might emanated by Marlodis when he returned from the Underworld was too powerful, deterring the Undead Creatures in the passage. Along the way, other than a few small Ghosts hidden deep in the roots, they scarcely encountered any threatening creatures.

Half an hour later, the group smoothly arrived at a cave entangled with roots.

From a distance, a pitch-black coffin came into view.

The group halted.

The material of the coffin resembled frost-glazed Black Iron; Its nearly three-meter rectangular shape visually imparted an ancient and substantial texture. The coffin was densely engraved with profound and ancient runes. These runes shimmered with a faint glow, and when looked upon, they appeared so deep and boundless that not only was there a visual space distortion, it felt as if even the time around it was being devoured.

It lay there quietly, as if whispering the secrets of the ancient to those approaching.

Even from a distance, a thick sense of mystery enveloped them.

…

“Just as I thought…”

Seeing this, Leonard Churchill murmured to himself as quietly as a mosquito’s buzz.

He had seen two similar coffins before.

One was on the Neon Train, which was capable of nourishing the divine soul; the other was in the Orlan Royal Family, known thus far for its ability to nurture flesh and blood.

Although the curses on the iron coffin pointed to different things, the styles were exactly the same.

Bonnie and the others, seeing such a miraculous coffin for the first time, couldn’t hide their curiosity when they learned from Leonard Churchill that it was the relic that had created the Mirrored Space before.

But before they had time to think about getting closer to inspect, Leonard Churchill quickly reminded them: “Be careful, everyone. Don’t get close to that coffin.”

Hearing these words, everyone promptly stood still where they were.

Bonnie cast an inquisitive glance: “What’s wrong?”

Leonard Churchill pointed to the armor fragments on the ground and said: “There are a lot of Void Gales and rifts nearby.”

A person without high comprehension of the Space Law would not notice anything amiss. If one were to move ten more meters forward, it would be like entering a minefield, with life and death being unpredictable.

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly realized, and secretly felt glad that the team had a member proficient in the Space Law.

It turns out that this was how those corpses and pieces of armor came to be.

They had initially thought it was caused by some creature.

The others stayed put, while Leonard Churchill took the Space Primordial Rune Stone and walked over by himself.

Ivan lay on his head, occasionally pointing out Spatial Gang Winds that even Leonard Churchill himself had not detected.

This short walk, merely a hundred meters long, took several minutes.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Leonard Churchill looked like an acrobat who had lost his balance on a tightrope, with all sorts of exaggerated and twisted movements.

But only he knew that this path was like walking through a forest of blades. Only due to extreme caution did he avoid the several hundred potentially fatal Space Rifts.

It seemed like they were the remnants of the Spatial Barrier’s collapse when it was broken by the Dead Dragon Marlodis, leaving behind vestiges of the God Skill’s destruction.

Fortunately, Ivan was there.

With Ivan’s assistance and without any mishaps, Leonard Churchill arrived at the side of the coffin.

It was his first time getting so close to this mysterious Black Coffin.

Leonard Churchill didn’t know why, but it felt as if everything around him had come to a standstill after getting close.

He turned back to look at Sophia Jones and the others, only to realize it was not a standstill. It felt as though space was twisted, creating a sensation of differing time flows.

“Did the High-level Space Law distort time?”

Leonard Churchill thought back to the time he was trapped in that mysterious Mirrored Space, where space and time seemed to have some indescribable connection.

He knew that his current understanding of the Law was not enough to explain the phenomena of time distortion before him.

Turning to face the little girl on his head, he asked: “Ivan, do you remember anything?”

Griffith had once mentioned that Ivan was what she snatched from this coffin.

This girl might be an Artifact Spirit-like existence of the coffin.

However, Ivan simply shook her head and yawned: “It just feels very familiar… like lying on a soft, fluffy bed, very comfortable, and I want to sleep…”

“…”

Hearing this, Leonard Churchill gazed at the coffin before him and fell into contemplation.

There was no doubt that the coffin was a Supreme treasure of space.

For now, the known effect was its ability to use that “Mirrored Space” to trap people.

And Emperor Lanlingster had said in his message on the stele that this coffin is the utmost Secret of the [JOKER] Sequence, and it’s also the correct path to ascend to [Color JOKER].

As Leonard Churchill kept looking, an Enlightenment occurred.

‘You touched the mysterious coffin and peered into some of the secrets of space, gaining +21 Space Law comprehension.’

…

Noticing the sudden Enlightenment, Leonard Churchill’s eyes brightened in an instant: “Eh?”

He had previously seen in Sinless City how the New King Arthur of the Orlan Dynasty used the coffin to collect fear; clearly, the mysterious coffin had the effect of assisting in the comprehension of Extraordinary Rules. That guy was able to quickly advance through the Big Ranks because of it.

Having personally experienced it now, Leonard Churchill truly felt first-hand just how outrageous this coffin was.

The feeling was like previously soaking in the Elemental Spring, with Elemental Affinity soaring rapidly.

You should know that the “Space Law” is a High-level Law.

Comprehending it is more than ten times harder than Elemental Laws.

Normally, one might labor for months without any noticeable increase at all.

And now, just getting close to it for a while resulted in a boost?

“Such an exaggerated efficiency enhancement…”

Leonard Churchill marveled to himself.

If it were anywhere else, he might indeed want to try lying in the coffin to see just how much he could improve.

No wonder the Space Card Masters are hard to come by elsewhere, yet the Holy Church has quite a few at the higher echelons.

Leonard Churchill had once read about the biographies of those Space Card Masters at the Royal Academy and had thought that the Southern Continent was indeed a place full of talented individuals with Space System gifts.