Lord of the Mysteries

What’s happening?

Danitz couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

This didn’t shock him, but it left him inexplicably terrified. It was like jumping into a bucket filled with ice when drunk, feeling a bone-piercing chill permeate his body from the soles of his feet to his head.

What exactly happened? Why did things become so strange? Danitz took a breath, forcing himself to turn his head, and he chased after Gehrman Sparrow.

He found the crazy adventurer walking faster and faster, to the point where he had to run with small paces to keep up.

Crossing the street and through the alley, Danitz suddenly saw a greenish shadow fall from a tree.

Pa! Its body was covered in scales as it twisted its slippery body and had a triangular head. It extended its scarlet forked tongue and was none other than a rather long venomous snake!

Dogshit! Why would there be snakes in this season? Danitz wasn’t afraid of such creatures. He had even roasted snake meat before, but it was the abnormality of everything that left him agitated.

Circling around the coiling snake, Danitz subconsciously looked left and right and found that on both sides of the gutter, in the corners of ruined houses, and on the insides of rusty water pipes, there were pairs of cold, vertical, and different-colored eyes looking out.

Danitz felt a chill run down his spine, as if his scalp had been pierced by a dense array of fine needles.

He didn’t dare to stay any longer, nor did he dare to leave. He increased his speed again and followed closely behind Gehrman Sparrow.

Entering the Wind of Azure Inn, he couldn’t help but look up as he walked up the wooden stairs, wanting to ask something.

Suddenly, his chest tightened and his breathing stagnated.

At that moment, it was as if he had dived into the bottom of the sea, being pressed down by the heavy torrents of water from every direction.

Whoosh!

Faintly, Danitz heard the rush of the tide and saw a faint, illusory light surround Gehrman Sparrow, as if it were forming an endless, bottomless blue ocean.

Within that ocean, there was an enormous azure-blue figure holding everything up. It resembled a tower.

This… Danitz’s right foot stopped in mid-air, unable to lower his foot.

He wasn’t unfamiliar with such feelings. Back at the last pirate convention, the King of the Five Seas, Nast, was even more imposing and terrifying than this. Almost all the pirates couldn’t lift their heads, and even powerhouses at the admiral rank could only barely resist.

knew very well that it wasn’t

at the level of a demigod, there was no need to

he immediately thought of the matter of the Resistance’s faith in Sea

curse via an unknown process when he touched the bone sword? The devotee’s corpse that lost all its moisture is one of the conditions for the curse’s activation? When the carriage driver prostrated

far away to avoid being implicated? At most—at the very most, I’ll come back to

She should be able to resolve this problem… No, Lord. The Soulfall Ritual has

of something, Danitz stopped panicking

to have a rich azure-blue color

went straight to the bedroom and locked

in a dilemma on whether to flee or save the

the bedroom, Klein closed his eyes, waiting for the right

he took four steps in a counterclockwise manner,

manic or high-pitched ravings rapidly rang in his ears

a sound, he heard an indescribable, shrill,

ancient palace, at the

gray fog below, an illusory, gigantic azure-blue sea serpent

Its hideous head was raised, and

its milky-white fangs, there were layers upon layers of

its tail, setting off terrifying waves and ridiculous ripples, causing the

turn the situation around. All it could do was let out a long, painful scream in agony as it was reduced to points of light before disappearing into

quietly watched everything. He didn’t make any

spread out, and the scene

chair, sighed, and said the

he had keenly discovered that a tiny, weak but extremely cold and sinister energy had invaded his

turned around to leave. He then sensed that there was a connection between the sinister power and his

resist the corruption, he also controlled himself so as

back, it would only serve to intensify the corruption, to the point of

he wanted to find a nearby washroom and use the gray fog’s shielding and isolation to remove the cold and sinister power, but after repeated considerations, he decided to leave the area. This was because there were many followers of

grasped another point, which was that if he dispelled it ahead of time, the power projected by Sea God Kalvetua would

opportunity to ‘purify’ himself by waiting for the

on everything that had happened, Klein lightly rapped the edge of

much lower than he

projection which was trying to take over his body. However, even before he had even fused with the Dark Emperor card or threw his paper angel, Kalvetua ended

level was inferior to Blasphemer Amon—even though it was possible that the

not even at the level of an angel. It’s just a slightly stronger demigod that can respond to the prayers of its believers within a

is rather weak, as