After a moment's thought, Alvitr had Claire lead the team in sweeping the area, checking every inch of the hall to eliminate the possibility of any hidden dangers.
Although the temple consciousness that had previously possessed the birdman had appeared suddenly and without warning, that was no reason to abandon the inspection altogether.
Moreover, that could be considered the temple consciousness's first awakening, which must have had some special circumstances.
If it appeared again afterward, there might be signs. In any case, caution came first within a secret realm.
From danger detection to barrier defenses, everything had to be arranged as thoroughly as possible. However, none of that required Dark Dimon's attention. The moment he entered the hall, the two rows of ice coffins seized his focus, and he could no longer look away.
From the outside, this hall did not appear particularly unusual. Yet the moment one entered, one could sense the overwhelmingly dense divinity within. In an environment where countless traces of divinity had accumulated together, Dark completely overlooked the frigid cold emanating from the ice coffins, which made the entire hall feel like an ice cellar.
His gaze swept swiftly across the room, and he immediately counted the ice coffins. If there were no hidden ones, there should be forty-nine in total.
Among the forty-nine ice coffins, only a few bore signs of having been chiseled open, but none had been completely destroyed.
Near the bases of some of the ice coffins, there were also many conspicuous scorch marks and corrosion marks.
It was easy to imagine that the investigation team had conducted numerous experiments in an attempt to open these ice coffins.
However, the lack of melting or corrosion marks on all the ice coffins showed that neither high temperatures nor poison had any effect.
Poisonous