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.

well that it wasn’t a result of Gehrman Sparrow’s

he was at the level of a demigod, there was no need to include the Mandated Punishers during his

Tide… These two terms flashed through Danitz’s mind, and he immediately thought of the matter of the Resistance’s faith in Sea God

process when he touched the bone sword? The devotee’s corpse that lost all its moisture is

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

to seek Captain’s help. She knows so many different kinds of odd secret techniques. She should be able to resolve this problem… No, Lord. The Soulfall Ritual has a requirement of being within 500 nautical

something, Danitz stopped panicking and treaded

brown eyes seemed to have a rich azure-blue color that was nearing

straight to the bedroom and locked the door behind

outside, in a dilemma on whether to flee

Klein closed his eyes, waiting

a counterclockwise manner,

rang in his ears as his Spirit

an indescribable,

at the very end

fog below, an illusory,

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

layers upon layers of flowing blood and

off terrifying waves and ridiculous ripples, causing the entire ruins to sway,

the situation around. All it could do was let out a long, painful scream in agony as it was reduced to

quietly

silently spread out, and the scene seemed to return to its

chair, sighed, and said the

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

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

the corruption, he also controlled

his journey back, it would only serve to intensify the corruption, to

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

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

to patiently wait for the opportunity to ‘purify’ himself by waiting for the cold and sinister energy

happened, Klein lightly rapped the edge of the table and muttered to himself, “It’s not that

much lower than

body. However, even before he

level was inferior to Blasphemer Amon—even though it was possible that the latter was more adept at intrusion, but it had only been

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

existence of this evil spirit is rather weak, as though