Lord of the Mysteries

Verdu subconsciously swallowed his saliva, feeling an indescribable sense of fear.

He didn’t know what he was afraid of. There wasn’t any real danger; yet, a drop of unknown liquid falling from above was enough to chill his spine and tighten his pores.

Perhaps it was because the environment was too eerie and silent, or perhaps it was because of the identity and unknown origins of the liquid… Verdu cautiously moved two steps outside and patiently observed.

In the next few minutes, nothing abnormal happened. No more liquid fell from above.

This made Verdu suspect that it was only a bird passing by. There was a freshwater fish from the island’s streams or a sea fish in its mouth and a slightly sticky liquid dripped from its surface.

He calmed himself and then checked on the ruins of the telegraph office.

Ten minutes later, Verdu confirmed that there were only traces of blood and simple murals that were related to mysticism. It was worth researching.

He didn’t rashly extract samples of the blood-colored soil or make copies of the strange mural. Instead, he took out a pure dreamy crystal ball from his pocket.

As an Astrologer, he naturally had to use his best techniques to confirm if he should take action.

Holding the crystal ball in his left hand, his right hand touched the top of the crystal ball as Verdu entered the state of an Astrologer.

In the next second, the crystal ball shone brightly.

Bang!

It exploded and scattered shards in every direction.

“…” Verdu’s gaze froze. He stood rooted to the ground, completely ignoring the pain brought to him by the shards piercing into his body.

“It exploded… it actually exploded…” he muttered to himself in disbelief.

The crystal ball shards that stabbed into his body didn’t seem to break through the classic robe. At that moment, they fell without any blood on them.

Of course, there were a few shards left on Verdu’s jaw and face, peppering them with small wounds.

“Who is it?” Verdu suddenly came to his senses and turned to face another direction.

In the ruins opposite him, a figure walked out. It was the woman in scantily-clad clothes from the pirate ship.

She had hidden herself very well and wasn’t discovered by Verdu. However, the explosion from the crystal ball gave her a fright and made her react excessively, causing her to fail to maintain her hidden state.

Verdu’s injured face immediately twisted.

“Why are you here?”

The lady curled her lips and put on an indifferent attitude.

“This is Bansy Harbor, not your home. Why can’t I be here?

“I felt bored and came down to take a stroll, hoping to pick up some jewelry from the ruins. Is there any problem with that?”

She retorted with a few questions without any intention of distancing herself from Verdu.

beforehand and treated his facial and chin injuries. He then pulled out the crystal ball shards and put

blood to remain

that, Verdu pulled on an accessory on the classic

was a door-shaped symbol formed from three rubies, three emeralds,

robe tightened, accentuating the flesh

Verdu’s bones were about to be crushed, his

“Teleported” to the coastal

had collapsed and turned

once the place where the Bansy residents used to worship the God of

didn’t dare to continue exploring the area or search for mysticism materials.

him to escape the

Wilder’s figure appeared, he bent down and took a deep breath. It was

the same time, Verdu felt a sharp pain in his right rib, as if

the pain and walked a few steps forward with sweat on his forehead, arriving at the altar

doubt, the altar had been destroyed. There was only a glassified, slightly-charred crater. There was gravel with different shapes

had traces of being engulfed in fire and lightning to

the area, he raised his right

gravel was “pushed” away from the spot,

it to replace the need for manual

the gravel flew, Verdu saw the charred ground. There were a few parts left in some areas that had extremely incomplete

Woo!

intense as it resonated in Verdu’s ears, causing him to look up

wind that could only blow small gravel had somehow turned into a hurricane. It even “pushed” him

in the sky, as

Museum,” he had never thought that the changes would

that his “Wind Trick” had triggered a storm,

break out into a

front of

giving

down,

be scared off just like that, he mustered up his

glass that was engraved with strange patterns, and he

minutes later, Verdu put away the magnifying glass, a mystical item, and sighed in

had already confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the boulder. It didn’t involve anything related to

leave when he suddenly saw that

redness gradually expanded, like blood

area. It

in the telegraph office’s ruins instantly flashed across Verdu’s mind. His scalp couldn’t help but

turned dry as he instinctively

of miniature rocks to roll over to fill the bottom of the boulder completely, covering up the bright redness

stay here any longer. He forced himself to activate “Teleportation” again and

again, causing

the tightening, Verdu felt like he was hovering around the edge of

seconds to recover and

ruins.

ruins of Bansy, there was an

but it was the only thing

the wooden door, so he got his subordinate to carry it in an attempt to move it back to the