Chapter 685: The Stone Coffin

wearing just a shirt, trousers, and a coat. He shouts to the crowd, "Please quiet down everyone."Everyone hopes to leave here peacefully, so we must unite and cooperate with each other."All the healt...I didn't expect there to be coconuts on the third island either.

The hard coconut was about the same size as a head, and its outer skin was very tough. Samba took a hard stone and smashed it several times before cracking a small opening in it.

The coconuts Samba brought back solved the drinking water problem very well; the coconut water was sweet and delicious.

They shamelessly watched Samba take a swig first to confirm it was safe, then rushed in immediately.

For someone like Lao Gui, who is adept at using modern tools, this wouldn't be difficult. A group of burly men, each holding a bayonet meant for killing, would excitedly open up one after another, their faces beaming with glee, as if they had stumbled upon a treasure.

The environment was harsh. Although the coconut flesh wasn't very tasty, chewing on it as a snack was quite fragrant now. Even Jun Zhimu took a small piece to chew on.

Besides, Samba dug back a bunch of root vegetables similar to potatoes or sweet potatoes. The roots came with soil still clinging to them, forming a long chain. They had reddish-brown skin and were mostly the size of fists, with two weighing over 20 pounds each, bigger than his head.

The flesh inside was a yellowish-orange, much like sweet potato. Qiao Bao'er had been eating meat every day since arriving on this island and she was already tired of it. Perhaps out of trust in Samba, she picked it up and shoved it into her mouth.

This scared Junzhimu to immediately run over and make her vomit, not knowing if it was poisonous or had any side effects.

A group of burly men surrounded Qiao Baor, clamoring and anxiously waiting. Qiao Baor swallowed with a gurgling sound in her throat, but she didn't feel any discomfort; it felt like she had just chewed on a crisp apple, sweet with a hint of tartness.

Samba listened in on their conversation, and gradually, he began to feel ashamed.

Because Samba himself had never eaten fruit from the third island, he just thought these fruits looked like those he had eaten before. What if the cubs were poisoned by food brought back by him A long time ago, Samba had indeed seen wild people who died after eating wild fruits.

Samba knew he wasn't as clever as this group of 'small people'.

Sampa thought long and hard, feeling that she couldn't care for the little one well and might really end up killing her.

He was a large man, hunched in the corner, still dripping with rainwater. Samba had an aggressive look to him, his dark eyes glazed over as if lost in deep thought.

Sambo's mind isn't working, he's daydreaming.

Lu Qinan and Lao Gui's group of heartless fellows didn't feel the slightest bit that their words had hurt Samba, who was large in stature but sensitive in mind. Raphael, however, observed this very carefully and suddenly burst into laughter.

Everyone immediately turned to look at him, as if he were crazy, not understanding why Raphael was laughing so hysterically.

It was still raining outside the cave, a steady drizzle.

This rain has them stuck in this cramped space for now. They have coconut water to drink and sweet potato to tide them over. Raphael treats the wild man Samba and the old ghost as if they were a theatrical joke, entertaining himself since his mood is good.

"...According to ancient texts, the third island's stone coffin is located at the heart of this sea island’s magnetic storm. Its extremely strong electromagnetic force can alter the Earth's entire magnetic field, triggering volcanic eruptions and tsunamis. Even aircraft flying nearby and massive ships in the vicinity would be pulled in by this magnetic force. It is said that even meteorites would rain down upon the island in swarms."

John's shepherd looked at him in surprise, and everyone tacitly refrained from interrupting Raphael.

“The sarcophagus, though it was indeed square and long, resembling a coffin in the part exposed above ground, was not actually a coffin.”

Raphael said this, a hint of mockery and anger in his eyes.

Raphael had also thought it was a coffin, after all, coffins were only mentioned in ancient books, and no one had ever seen them. He naturally assumed that the third of the scepter from the Third Island would be inside the coffin, but there was nothing.

"...A tremendously massive meteorite was deeply embedded in the heart of the island. Only a small, square and rectangular section, resembling a coffin, protruded from the ground. The bottom of the coffin was buried deep underground, its depth unknown to anyone. A smaller piece of meteorite had been artificially placed on top of the largest one."

Since it was a piece of meteorite in Raphael's mouth, it weighed over a thousand kilograms.

He brought some modern tools from the second-largest island. Using leverage, he painstakingly pried away this small piece of the thousand-kilogram meteorite. As a result, the legendary sarcophagus turned out not to be a coffin at all, it wasn't hollow, and he couldn't find the staff he desired.

However, Rafael himself hadn't realized that by just dislodging that small piece of meteorite, he had actually altered the entire island's magnetic field structure.

As legend has it, 'moving the lid off the stone coffin' will surely provoke the wrath of the gods.

"Raphael, how could you be so mean You took that meteorite, aren't you going to bring it back"

The monkey recalled the terrible natural disasters he had experienced on the island and started cursing.

Raphael shrugged with a detached air and drawled, “You think I and the Earl could lift a 1000-kilogram meteorite”

Raphael was ostracized, having few companions. Even those who traveled with him were suspect to him because of his erratic temperament. He preferred to act alone.

Jo Bao'er suddenly realized, so he flipped the 'stone coffin' open because his character was too bad and he didn't have companions to help him. He couldn't restore the 'stone coffin' on his own.

Tsk, as expected, he's all alone.

Since learning of this, the tribe chief has been incessantly hounding Raphael to reveal the location of "the sarcophagus."

Raphael would not like to say it.

Sacrifice oneself for the greater good.

Abandon personal gain, fulfill the greater good.

These tenets were, in Raphael's view, all rubbish.

"You better find me the one-third staff of the third island as soon as possible, or we all die."

Raphael spoke nonchalantly, appearing utterly indifferent to life and death. Lao Gui and the others clenched their fists, itching to give him a beating.

Damn it, you don't want to live, but you want to drag everyone else down with you.

Rafael is a sick freak.

"...Where will the staff of the Third Isle go"

"I don't know," Raphael said dismissively.

At least he wasn't lying; he genuinely didn't know.

After eating and drinking their fill, everyone fell into thought about the matter. Although Raphael was despicable and shameless, given the current situation, the only option was to find the last piece of the staff for him as quickly as possible, then carry the sarcophagus back to its original place, hoping they could stop the impending catastrophe in time.

Based on previous experience.

Wands are generally owned by the most powerful people on an island.

The Staff of the Barbarian Islands, once held by the Barbarian Chieftain, was seized by Lord 牧 through the coercion of the Chieftain’s son, Rena.

And the scepter of the second largest island has always been held by the Strozzi family's leader, stolen away by Raphael.

What about the staff of the third isle

"Who's the leader of the Third Island" Qiao Baoer asked, getting straight to the point.iss army knife, the wild family of three reacted in fear, anger, and a constant roar.Qiao Baoer was locked in the cave and could even hear those wild men outside roaring and shouting hoarsely."...What...