When Minos pulled that out, a popping sound came from that sarcophagus, as the partition in the middle of it suddenly widened the space between the parts of it.
Minos stepped back from it, slowly watching the flaps of that funerary urn open as strange energy spread from within it to the surroundings.
The flaps of the item made of a special kind of stone became further and further away from them, slowly showing what was inside.
But while this was happening, white smoke was coming out from inside that sarcophagus, making Minos frown and narrow his eyes, finding it all very strange.
'What's in it? Why did that man tell me that I should hurry?' He thought about what had happened months ago when he left Dry City to come to this place.
Amidst his chaotic thoughts, Minos gradually began to see what was in there, an extremely old but surprisingly preserved body.
'Is that Maximillian Flamen?' He wondered as he saw the body of that tall, strong man with hair as black as night.
If asked, Minos would say in that instant that such a body looked like that of a person of the present time who had just laid down to go to sleep.
Nothing about him would make one think this was a corpse from millions of years ago, as should be the case with this man.
As Minos thought about this, amazed at the innate ability that man had in life, he suddenly felt a headache, and the feeling that had brought him to this place changed significantly.
He felt like spitting, and a taste of blood came to his mouth.
Amid this, his connection with that sarcophagus slowly diminished, as if he was losing what he had acquired when he left Dry City.
Then Minos spat on the ground a mouthful of blood and several dark dots that looked like small stones.
When these dark dots touched the ground, they immediately turned into small traces of dark mist, which followed the path of that preserved body.
Afterward, Minos was still feeling a little bad, but he heard a noise coming from Maximillian Flamen's chest and looked at that body with wide eyes.
"It can't be..." He muttered as he saw the chest of that being moving while his fingers made involuntary movements.
Amid this moment of Minos' absolute shock, the door of that place, named after the sarcophagus due to the ancient burial method of the Spiritual Church, opened.
"Wretched human! I will slowly devour you to punish you for your insolence!" The level 99 Demigod chasing Minos moments ago shouted angrily, feeling several bruises all over its body from the attacks of that remnant left by one of the Supreme Pontiffs of the Spiritual Church.
Minos heard this, but he didn't have time to react when that great creature attacked in his direction, moving so fast that it reached the side of its target in a single breath.
Just as the fist of that great being was about to hit Minos and break a dozen of this young man's bones, suddenly, a hand appeared in front of the brown-haired young man's body.
"How insolent. When I wake up, a beast dares to act grandly in front of this senior?"
Gulp!
Minos heard the voice he had heard months ago after placing his blood on the Seraphim Ancient Sarcophagus map, feeling shocked that he couldn't say anything at the moment.
In front of him, a being from millions of years ago had risen from its grave and was speaking!
This went against everything Minos knew!
Not even Henricus Longus could imagine that there was a possibility that someone could last so long in this Spiritual World!
But the reality was one and could not be confused. The person in front of Minos was Maximillian Flamen, a peak Spiritual Demigod from the time of Pope Maximus, someone who should long be dead but was standing upright, with his heart beating and as strong as he should be.
That level 99 beast realized this clearly as it felt its hand being stopped by a mere human while it felt a chilling sensation in its aura, noting the power of this opponent.
'Level 99? Where did this person come from? I didn't sense him moments ago.' It thought as it put aside that level 77 human to look into the black eyes of this Demigod in front of it.
"Who are you? Why are you in my way?" This creature brandished, not fearing this opponent who was only one step away from reaching level 100, as strong as it was, but with the advantage of having both physical and spiritual power, something it did not have.
Maximillian Flamen was a freak among humans. Besides being very talented, his innate regenerative ability was so strong that his body had developed to a level similar to the bodies of beasts of the same level as him.
Because of this, his physical structure could withstand a move by this creature, even without using his soul power!
The beast shouted. "I am only after this weak human. I don't want to get involved with you."
"Humph! This one in front of you is Maximillian Flamen, beast, the future Supreme Pontiff of the Spiritual Church." That man with long black hair said this with his eyes closed. "Get out of this place while you can, or I will finish you for trespassing on this sacred place!"
"Human! We have no grudge between us! Are you really going to go that way?" That beast shouted, twice as angry at not being able to fulfill its words against Minos.
"Are you still here?" Maximillian activated one of his techniques, causing dark feathers to appear in the surroundings, forming a sphere pattern before plummeting toward that beast.
"Shit!" The beast realized that, unlike the previous soul remnant's attacks, these attacks could mortally wound it!
With that in mind, it quickly moved out of that place while being chased by those deadly dangerous feathers.
At the end of the day, Minos was only a level 77 cultivator. It was not worth it for it to engage in a deadly battle against someone who seemed to be stronger than it.
While it was running away, Minos was looking frightened at Maximillian, still not believing that this man was alive.
"How is that possible?" He asked.
Maximillian looked at Minos and said. "Young man, what is your name? Are you the one who freed me from this time array? What year is it?"
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