Nonetheless, the vial was not budging no matter how hard Sylvie pulled.

As such, she had no choice but to level a doleful look at Frank, hoping that he would help.

Frank chuckled. "I guess that's what they call a spatial storage item!"

"Spatial storage item?" Sylvie was mystified. "As in, like the spatial rings spoken of in novels? Then shouldn't it be light? This thing weighs a ton!"

Frank chuckled. "That's just fiction for you. In reality, nothing can actually remove the weight of an object, so it'd make sense if it weighs a ton.

"That also explains why the coffin doesn't flow rapidly along with the undercurrents. This thing was weighing down on it!"

Reaching out and picking up the vial, Frank let it rest on his palm while Sylvie studied it.

However, she only looked at it briefly before turning back to the jade coffin.

sudden change

know that when something doesn't really belong to me, it will never be

me?" Frank

how the spatial vial worked, but that did not mean he

treasure-if anything, he had already made up his mine to send it

at the patterns on the coffin. Look closely, and you'd see that it's actually a tiny script no bigger than a housefly's head. It clearly says it's for you... and that your powers have yet to flesh

that centuries ago, the maestro had already predicted that the heir of the spiritron

a handful of individuals knew about. Forget the prophecy...

when

predicted that you'd find this strange, and he was no riddler himself. He simply can't tell

case, he still had a

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