*A dried-up heart?*
*The corpse itself had no attributes, yet this heart exhibited its own.*
*Moreover, the description mentioned "Royal Funeral," indicating that the owner of this ancient tomb truly had deep ties with the Undead.*
*Were they conducting this bizarre ritual not to resurrect, but to repair their body instead?*
*Had the process only been half-completed before I interrupted it?*
*All that remains is this heart.*
Fang Hao picked it up, ripped off a piece of tattered cloth from a black-robed disciple, wrapped the heart, and stuffed it into his chest cavity.
He thought he'd check with Nelson later to see if it could be made into a viscera jar or something else.
*There might be other uses for it.*
"Keep searching the stone coffins. See if there's anything else in them. The rest of you, pick up the pace with the cleanup. We can't hold out here for much longer," Fang Hao shouted loudly, issuing orders to the Skeleton soldiers around him.
