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.

discover anything unusual?” Alger asked in

strong, vigorous

“No.”

as he turned around,

something from

two sailors were too

subordinates 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

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

and made it appear very

shook their heads and replied without changing their expressions,

slightly

“Very good.”

around and slowly walked

drew out the Blade of Poison and the Gargoyle Glasses. He opened his

appeared once again. It

sense of sadness and melancholy through the singing.

slippery, black fish scales. His dark blue hair stood up one by one

that originally existed in his mind were disrupted by the song and were cut

and less

A slightly indifferent voice

“Some elven blood…

that shall be all. Use Siatas’s Beyonder

sweat as he slowly got up.

deep. Her facial features were soft, and she wore a complicated and ancient long dress. Even though she

you the Elf Queen, Queen of Calamity Cohinem?” A thought flashed through Alger’s

beautifully decorated golden cup and calmly

he had heard on Pasu Island. He recalled seeing a high elf when he entered the underwater

a few seconds of silence, Alger said in a deep voice,

honorific name in his heart, but he didn’t know if

woman’s expression remained unchanged as she replied, “It’s very difficult for an angel to perish

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

elven lady suspected to be Queen of

the divine throne for ‘Storm’ is occupied by Leodero,

in numbers.

people might not know who Leodero was, but Alger knew very

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

my wish to advance to Sequence 4 and

could cleanse all kinds of corruption, Alger acutely felt that

term Emperor Roselle

A trojan horse!

chance of bringing in the trojan horse and throwing out the invaders

didn’t appear too anxious