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

no need

and he immediately thought of the

he touched the bone sword? The devotee’s corpse that lost all its moisture is one of the conditions for the curse’s activation? When the carriage driver prostrated and kissed the ground, was it because he sensed the Sea God’s

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

She should be able to resolve this problem… No, Lord. The Soulfall Ritual has a requirement of being within 500 nautical miles.

Danitz stopped panicking and treaded steadily into the luxurious suite with Gehrman

remained silent, but his dark brown eyes seemed to have a

to the bedroom and locked

in a dilemma on whether to flee or

closed his eyes,

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

manic or high-pitched ravings rapidly rang in his ears as his

a sound, he heard an indescribable,

the very end of the long, mottled

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

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

layers upon layers of

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

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

Fool as he quietly watched everything. He didn’t make any superfluous actions

silently spread out, and the scene seemed to return

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

his conversation with Baldy Kalat, he had keenly discovered that a tiny, weak but extremely cold and sinister energy had invaded his body at some point

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

as he diverted attention to resist the corruption, he also controlled himself

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

and use the gray fog’s shielding and isolation to remove the cold and sinister power, but after repeated considerations, he decided to leave

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

no choice but to patiently wait for the opportunity to ‘purify’ himself by waiting for the cold and

everything that had happened, Klein lightly rapped the edge of the table and muttered to

God’s level was much lower than he had

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 fog directly, without leaving

this basis, Klein concluded that Sea God Kalvetua’s level was inferior to Blasphemer Amon—even though it was possible that the

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 was

spirit is rather weak, as though it can collapse