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

level of a demigod, there was no need to include

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

its moisture is one of the conditions for the curse’s activation? When the

Should I stay far away to avoid being implicated? At most—at

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 miles. They’re still en route, and it will take at least

stopped panicking and treaded steadily into the luxurious

his dark brown eyes seemed to have a rich

to the bedroom and locked the

stood outside, in a dilemma on whether to flee or save the

closed his eyes, waiting for the right

four steps in a counterclockwise manner,

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

an

the ancient palace, at the very end of

an illusory, gigantic azure-blue sea

dark ruin, coiled around a half-collapsed pillar. Its hideous head was raised, and its bloody mouth was wide open, revealing many curved fangs that were even longer than a human’s

milky-white fangs, there were layers upon

swung its tail, setting off terrifying waves and ridiculous ripples, causing the entire ruins to sway, as if it

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 the

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

and the scene seemed to return to its eternally

a minute, Klein leaned back in his chair, sighed, and said the serpent’s

had keenly discovered that a tiny, weak but

sensed that there was a connection

as he diverted attention to resist the corruption, he also controlled himself so as to not interact

abnormality on his journey back, it would

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 the Sea God around, and it was extremely likely for an accident

projected by Sea God Kalvetua would leave remnants

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

edge of the table and muttered to himself, “It’s not

much

original plan was to use the 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 the gray

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 only

thrown off its 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 range? Klein recalled and found that Sea God Kalvetua

rather weak, as though