Strictly speaking, the Orichalcum Coffin was not completely empty. Its inner walls were lined with dark-red leather, ensuring that the device inside would not be damaged by impact.
Large quantities of clear, viscous, slime-like gelatinous liquid filled the enormous container. It had almost no smell, and Tang Qi could not identify its composition.
But this liquid clearly could not itself be the medium.
Tang Qi looked toward Toto Hal, only to find him staring blankly in place as though a Serpent-Chicken Beast had bitten his neck and turned him to stone. "How is that possible—every secret lock is equipped with traps designed to deal with different situations, ensuring that no one could open it from the outside—how could it possibly be empty inside!?"
Tang Qi believed Toto Hal's conclusion. After all, thinking about it carefully, this was an item capable of affecting the entire Wasteland's ecosystem. If something as simple as a [Knock spell] could open it, it would be no less ridiculous than a Drow Elf claiming he had never dated a man.
The Giant Dragon's claw marks covered it, yet the secret lock showed no sign of budging. It was even less likely that it had been dismantled by brute force.
"If there's no way to open it from the outside—could it have been opened from the inside?"
"From the inside? No, impossible."
The facts were right before him, and Toto Hal could only accept reality. After sighing, he no longer paid any attention to the Orichalcum container, valuable though it was. "The appearance of the elemental storm means that the Calm Belt won't be able to hold out much longer. We need to leave here as quickly as possible before it's swallowed up—even leave the Wasteland."
"No, wait."
Tang Qi grabbed Toto Hal by the arm. "Why