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.

that it wasn’t a

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

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

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

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

save him. I can use the Soulfall Ritual 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

think of something, Danitz stopped panicking and

to have a

to the bedroom and locked the door behind

stood outside, in a dilemma on whether to flee or

Klein closed his

steps in a counterclockwise manner, chanting

ravings rapidly rang in his ears as his

a sound, he heard an indescribable, shrill, and

appeared within the ancient palace, at the very end

motionless gray fog below, an

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

layers upon layers of flowing blood and

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

rapidly shattered and dimmed. Regardless of how the unimaginably large sea serpent struggled, it was unable to 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

sat in the high-back chair belonging to The Fool as he quietly watched

spread out, and the scene seemed to return to its eternally unchanging

his chair, sighed, and said the serpent’s name, “Sea

had keenly discovered that a tiny, weak but extremely cold

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

also controlled himself so as to not

believed that as long as he responded to the abnormality on his journey back, it would only serve to intensify the corruption, to the point of making

to remove the cold and sinister power, but after repeated considerations, he decided to leave the area.

dispelled it ahead of time, the power projected by Sea God

opportunity to ‘purify’ himself by

that had happened, Klein lightly rapped the edge of the table

much lower than he

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

to Blasphemer Amon—even though it was

an angel. It’s just a slightly stronger demigod that can respond to the prayers of its believers within a certain range? Klein recalled and found that Sea God

this evil spirit is rather weak, as though it can collapse at