Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1185 Reappearing

The withered vines drooped down, covering the rotting wooden structure. The entire ruins had been frozen in a silent atmosphere that no one had tread within for a while.

Alger and a few sailors circled around the ruin in the environment of a withering winter, but they still failed to discover anything of value.

“Captain, batches of adventurers have come here before. What else could they have left us?” Finally, a sailor in his thirties impatiently broke the silence.

This resonated with his other companions as they echoed, “A place that didn’t take us much time to learn about can definitely be easily found by others.”

“That’s right, that’s right. Let’s continue to f**k the Feysacians!”

“Captain, are you trying to make this place a stronghold?”

Alger slowly scanned the area, quelling the sailors to stop their complaints under his gaze and making them choose to obey.

After a few seconds of silence, he said, “I plan on using this place to ambush the Feysacians.

“Let’s observe the terrain and see if it’s suitable.”

With such an excuse, the sailors barely perked up, and the group quickly entered the depths of the elven ruins.

As he walked, Alger’s spiritual perception was triggered as he subconsciously looked behind a gigantic tree.

There were some signs of churning in the soil over there, and it wouldn’t take more than a year.

Alger retracted his gaze and pretended not to notice anything amiss. He naturally looked elsewhere.

After exploring the elven ruins, they returned to their new camp.

At that moment, it was almost evening and the forest was getting colder. Alger had dinner with the sailors before leaving two patrolling guards behind, and then all of them entered their respective tents.

The cold wind blew through the trees, causing the bonfire to sway. Alger, who had wanted to leave the campsite in the middle of the night, suddenly heard faint singing from afar.

The voice was ethereal, like a woman humming and singing slowly, relating her inner thoughts.

This made Alger involuntarily recall the past. He recalled his mother who had long passed away, and the days when he was a bullied child.

Indescribable grief surged from the bottom of his heart, preventing him from waking up immediately. He waited for a few seconds before he suddenly sat up, frowning and listening.

This time, he didn’t hear anything. That melodious voice seemed to have never happened.

Alger narrowed his eyes, grabbed his thick jacket, and put it on. He walked out of the tent and came to the bonfire.

The two sailors in charge of night duty had just finished their patrol and were drawing warmth from it.

anything unusual?” Alger asked in a deep

strong, vigorous sailors

“No.”

as he turned

something

sailors were

the patrol team had to maintain a certain distance from each other. They couldn’t be too far or too close. They had to be able to see their companions, as well as

eyelid. He turned back and casually asked, “Did you

question and made it appear

heads and

nodded slightly with a

“Very good.”

slowly walked into his

out the Blade of

moment, the ethereal voice from before appeared once again. It echoed

song, spelling out an extreme sense of sadness and melancholy through the singing. It made Alger’s Spirit Body produce pale, non-existent arms that constantly tore at

skin began to produce slippery, black fish scales. His dark blue hair stood up one by one as they

his mind were disrupted by the song and were cut off by the pain. They were unable to take

the ground. He squirmed, becoming less and less like a human as he was pushed

stopped. A slightly

“Some elven blood…

that shall be all.

got up. He didn’t know when a figure had

facial features were soft, and she wore a complicated

Calamity Cohinem?” A thought flashed through Alger’s mind as

played with a beautifully decorated golden cup and calmly

He recalled seeing a high elf when he entered

seconds of silence, Alger said

Mr. Fool’s honorific name in his heart, but he didn’t know if it would be effective

she replied, “It’s very difficult for an angel

yourself to be in a strange state? This makes you need to wait for an opportunity to be resurrected.” Alger had learned of the corresponding situation at

to be Queen of

occupied by Leodero, and I have no way of resisting

are dwindling in numbers.

know who Leodero was, but Alger knew very

ask the Queen of Calamity Cohinem’s goal for coming, the

to use my body to revive? “She” wants to use my wish to advance to Sequence 4 and

kinds of corruption, Alger acutely felt that

a term

A trojan horse!

had a high chance of bringing in

you want me to do?” Alger didn’t appear too anxious as he raised