Without any hesitation.
Lynn planted a foot on the coffin beneath him, picked up his Chainsaw, and went straight for a cross-sectional cut.
Bzzzzzz-
Sparks flew in showers.
Crack-
Boom-
Lynn stared at his smoking Chainsaw, its teeth stripped bare, and sank into thought.
"That couldn't possibly work, no matter how you look at it, idiot!"
Zuo Zuo glared, reached out, and thumped Lynn on the head as he pondered.
"Something that can withstand your primordial power and convert it into so many laws-anyone who uses their brain for a second would know your stupid Chainsaw couldn't cut it open!"
Lynn knew she had a point, but he did not endorse the head-thumping.
Lynn grew serious.
He promptly tossed aside the Chainsaw and took his Night Demon Blade out of his system space.
Though his Night Demon Blade was an utterly unremarkable scalpel, it possessed one incredibly badass trait: [Never wears out].
"Let me see if I can pry it open."
He rolled up his sleeves.
Lynn began carefully searching for a gap to insert the blade into.
But he soon stopped.
The coffin seemed to have been fashioned from a single solid rock. Never mind a gap he could insert the blade into-there wasn't even a seam where its panels joined.
Clang-
Striking it sent showers of sparks flying.
It remained as smooth as new.
Zuo Zuo raised a finger with a Ծ‸Ծ expression. "Why not try pinching it with the opening of that space of yours? It involves space, after all. Don't people always say a spatial blade is the sharpest thing in the world?"
Her words jolted him awake.
There was no doubt that, stupid as Zuo Zuo was, she could occasionally offer suggestions that seemed plausible.
"Let's try it!"
Lynn immediately opened his system space, then