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

a demigod, there was no need to include the

mind, and he immediately

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

die here today… Should I stay far away to avoid being implicated? At most—at the

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

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

seemed to have

the bedroom

dilemma on whether to flee or

Klein closed his

he took four steps in a counterclockwise manner,

high-pitched ravings rapidly rang in his ears as

sound, he heard an indescribable, shrill, and

the very end of the long, mottled

below, an illusory, gigantic azure-blue sea serpent

pillar. Its hideous head was raised, and its bloody

milky-white fangs, there were layers upon layers of flowing blood and

setting off terrifying waves and ridiculous ripples, causing the

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

quietly watched everything. He didn’t make any

scene seemed to return

back in his chair, sighed, and said the serpent’s name,

the abnormality. And during his conversation with Baldy Kalat, he had keenly discovered that a tiny, weak but extremely cold and sinister energy

around to leave. He then sensed that there was a connection between

attention to resist the corruption, he also controlled himself

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

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,

was that if he dispelled it ahead of time, the power projected

for the opportunity to ‘purify’ himself by

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

God’s level was much

take over his body. However, even before he had even fused with the Dark Emperor card or threw his paper angel, Kalvetua ended up

Sea God Kalvetua’s level was inferior to Blasphemer Amon—even though it was possible that the latter was more adept at intrusion, but it had

or is it not even at the level of an angel. It’s just a slightly stronger demigod that can respond to the prayers

foundational existence of this evil spirit is rather weak, as though