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.

and treated his facial and chin

his blood to remain in such a

on an accessory on the

from three rubies, three emeralds, and three

the long robe tightened, accentuating

be crushed, his figure gradually faded and he

to the

had collapsed and

Verdu knew, this was once the place where the Bansy residents used to worship the God of Weather. It was also

Verdu didn’t dare to continue exploring the area or search for mysticism materials. He could only

him to

he bent down and took a deep breath. It was as if he had finally recovered from

felt a sharp pain in

deep breaths, he endured the pain and walked a few steps forward with sweat on his forehead, arriving at the altar marked on

a glassified, slightly-charred crater. There was gravel

had traces of being engulfed in fire and lightning

the area, he raised his

the gravel was “pushed”

Trickmaster’s Wind Trick. Verdu used it to replace the need for manual labor to fully ensure his

There were a few parts left in some areas

Woo!

resonated in Verdu’s

turned into

sky, as if a storm was

a “Weather Museum,” he had

triggered a storm, or perhaps it had caused some changes to the cleared

break out into a cold

of him fly up, revealing a boulder that was buried

was crisscrossed with deep cracks, giving off a feeling that it would

down, but the heavy

Bansy Harbor, and couldn’t afford to be scared off just like

a magnifying glass that was engraved with

magnifying glass, a mystical item, and sighed in regret

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

about to retract his gaze and leave when he suddenly saw that at the interface

bright redness gradually expanded, like blood

into a huge area. It was limited to a very small

office’s ruins instantly flashed across Verdu’s mind. His scalp couldn’t

dry as he instinctively thought that this wasn’t a

of saliva, Verdu raised his right hand and created another gust of wind, causing quite a number of miniature rocks to roll over to fill the bottom of the boulder completely,

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

one of his ribs fractured again, causing him to almost faint from

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

to recover and

in ruins. A

once explored the ruins of Bansy, there was an item here

wooden door, but it was the only thing that remained intact

the wooden door, so he got his subordinate