Mo Shiyun's body did not remain on the stone pillar.
With a soft, rustling sound, her ancient form completely crumbled into a pile of fine grey dust, sliding down the stone to pool at the base of the pillar. The purple demonic fire that had lit up her eyes vanished, leaving only a heavy, dead silence in the ruined chamber.
At the base of the dust pile, several items suddenly dropped. They glowed with bright crimson and golden light, standing out sharply against the dark stone of the tomb.
Gabriel walked over, his heavy leather boots clicking softly against the stone.
Behind him, Liang, Evelyn, IceQueen, and the other survivors of Broken Dawn and Olympus watched him in absolute, terrified silence. Nobody dared to take a single deep breath. To them, Gabriel was an untouchable monster who had just systematically dismantled a historical legend in less than three minutes.
Gabriel calmly looked down at the physical drops on the floor. In a single, smooth motion, he picked them up:
