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.

unusual?” Alger asked in

strong, vigorous sailors

“No.”

relaxed a little as he turned around, intending to make

moment, he noticed something from the corner

two sailors

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 far or too close. They had to be able

without batting an eyelid. He turned back and casually asked,

changed the question and made it appear very

their heads

slightly with a relaxed

“Very good.”

turned around and slowly walked

moment the sailors’ attention on him was cut off, Alger drew out the Blade of Poison

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

an extremely ancient folk song, spelling out an extreme sense of sadness and melancholy through the singing. It made Alger’s Spirit Body produce pale,

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

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

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

singing stopped. A slightly

“Some elven blood…

all. Use Siatas’s Beyonder

covered in cold sweat as he slowly got up. He didn’t know when

Her facial features were soft, and she wore a complicated and ancient long dress. Even though she didn’t

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

woman played with a beautifully decorated golden cup and calmly said, “Haven’t

Island. He recalled seeing a high elf when he

a few seconds of silence, Alger said in a

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

she replied, “It’s very difficult for an angel to perish without encountering

split the characteristics and 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

lady suspected to be Queen of

for ‘Storm’ is occupied by Leodero, and I have no way of

elves are dwindling in numbers.

was, but Alger knew very well. He didn’t dare

Queen of Calamity Cohinem’s goal for coming, the Elf Queen said, “Do you want

to advance to Sequence 4 and obtain godhood

Mr. Fool could cleanse all kinds of corruption, Alger acutely felt

him recall a term Emperor

A trojan horse!

a high chance of bringing in the trojan horse and throwing out

you want me to do?” Alger didn’t appear too