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.

you discover anything unusual?” Alger asked in a deep

vigorous sailors shook their

“No.”

he turned around, intending to make his

he noticed something from the corner of

two sailors were

had undergone formal training through the Church of the Lord of Storms. They definitely knew that, in such an environment, the patrol team had to maintain a certain distance from each other. They couldn’t be too

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

changed the question and

two strong sailors shook their heads and replied without changing their expressions,

Alger nodded slightly with

“Very good.”

slowly walked into

cut off, Alger drew out the Blade of Poison and the Gargoyle Glasses. He

once again. It echoed in Alger’s ears and pierced into

sadness and melancholy through the singing. It made Alger’s Spirit Body produce pale, non-existent arms that constantly tore at

fish scales. His dark blue hair stood up one by one as they

thoughts that originally existed in his mind were disrupted by the song and were cut off by the pain.

squirmed, becoming less and less like a human as he was pushed to the brink

stopped. A slightly indifferent

“Some elven blood…

all. Use

sweat as he slowly got up. He didn’t know

facial features were soft, and she wore a complicated and ancient long

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

decorated golden cup and calmly said, “Haven’t you already met

He recalled seeing a high elf when he entered the underwater coral

silence, Alger said in a deep voice, “You’re actually

his heart, but he didn’t know if it would be effective if

“It’s very difficult for an angel

place 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 the Tarot Club, and now, he was asking out of curiosity,

lady suspected to be Queen of

divine throne for ‘Storm’ is occupied by Leodero, and I have

dwindling in numbers. My anchors are becoming

very well. He didn’t dare continue

as he was about to ask the Queen of Calamity Cohinem’s goal for coming, the Elf Queen said, “Do you want to become a

to use my wish to advance to Sequence 4 and obtain

all kinds of corruption, Alger acutely felt that this was

recall a term Emperor Roselle had

A trojan horse!

of bringing in the trojan

to do?” Alger didn’t appear too anxious as he raised a question based