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.

it wasn’t a result of

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

immediately thought of

suffered the Sea God’s curse via an unknown process when he touched the bone sword? The devotee’s corpse that lost all its moisture

here today… Should I stay far away to avoid being implicated? At most—at the very most, I’ll come back to collect

secret techniques. She should be able to resolve this problem… No, Lord. The Soulfall Ritual has a requirement of being

something, Danitz stopped panicking and treaded steadily into the luxurious suite with

remained silent, but his dark brown eyes seemed to have a rich azure-blue color that was nearing the color of

bedroom and locked the door behind

dilemma on

Klein closed his eyes, waiting for the right

took four steps in a counterclockwise manner, chanting a statement with

of manic or high-pitched ravings rapidly rang in his ears as his Spirit Body shot up

an indescribable,

the very

motionless gray fog below, an illusory, gigantic azure-blue

a half-collapsed pillar. Its hideous head was raised, and its bloody mouth was wide open, revealing

were layers

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

it could do was

belonging to The Fool as he quietly watched everything. He didn’t make any

the scene seemed to return to its

nearly a minute, Klein leaned back in his chair, sighed, and said the

abnormality. And during his conversation with Baldy Kalat, he had keenly discovered that a

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

attention to resist the corruption, he also controlled

back, it would only serve to intensify the

the cold and sinister power, but after repeated considerations, he decided to leave the area. This was because there were many followers of the Sea God around, and it was

that if he dispelled it ahead of time, the power projected by Sea God Kalvetua would leave remnants in his flesh and

to patiently wait for the opportunity to ‘purify’ himself by waiting

rapped the edge of the table and muttered to himself, “It’s

was much lower than

method that had finished off Amon’s avatar to deal with the Sea God Kalvetua’s 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 up being dispelled by

that Sea God Kalvetua’s level was inferior to Blasphemer Amon—even though it was possible that the latter

pedestal by the Lord of Storms, or is it 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 certain

foundational existence of this evil spirit is rather weak, as