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.

had prepared beforehand and treated his facial and chin

blood to remain in

an accessory

was a door-shaped symbol formed from three

the long robe tightened, accentuating

as Verdu’s bones were about to be crushed, his figure

the coastal mountain outside Bansy

mountain had collapsed and

where the Bansy residents used to worship the God of Weather. It was

the Bansy telegraph office was hiding an unknown danger, Verdu didn’t dare to continue exploring the area or search for mysticism materials. He could only forcefully move to the

him to escape

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

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

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

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

had traces of being engulfed in fire

the area, he raised his right hand and waved his

whoosh, a small portion of the gravel was “pushed” away from the spot,

used it to replace the need for manual labor to fully ensure his

the charred ground. There were a few parts left in some areas that had extremely incomplete patterns,

Woo!

as it resonated in Verdu’s ears, causing

turned into a hurricane. It even “pushed” him into a state

in the sky, as

a “Weather Museum,” he had never thought that the changes would happen so

had triggered a storm, or

made his forehead break out into a

Verdu saw the rubble in front of him fly

deep cracks, giving off a feeling

this moment, the wind had calmed down, but the

how he was already in Bansy Harbor, and couldn’t afford to be scared off just like that, he mustered

magnifying glass that was engraved with strange patterns, and he seriously checked the state of the

away the magnifying glass,

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

was about to retract his gaze and leave when he suddenly saw that at the interface of the boulder’s bottom and the earth, bright redness

gradually expanded, like

didn’t spread into a huge area.

the telegraph office’s ruins instantly flashed

instinctively thought that

causing quite a number of miniature rocks to roll over to fill the bottom of the boulder completely, covering

He forced himself to activate

of his ribs fractured again, causing him to

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

to recover and

in ruins. A collapsed

who had once explored the ruins of Bansy, there was an item

was an ordinary wooden door, but it was the only thing that remained

wooden door, so he got his