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.

he had prepared beforehand and treated his facial and chin injuries.

to remain in such a strange

an accessory on

from three rubies, three emeralds, and

the long robe tightened, accentuating the flesh on Verdu’s

be

the coastal mountain

collapsed

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

Verdu didn’t dare

to escape the woman’s

deep breath. It was as if he had finally recovered from

pain in his right rib,

he endured the pain and walked a few steps forward with sweat on his

was only a glassified, slightly-charred crater. There was gravel with different shapes scattered

of being engulfed in fire and

Verdu Abraham surveyed the area, he raised his right hand and

the gravel was “pushed” away from the spot, revealing

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

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

Woo!

sound of the wind grew more intense as it resonated in Verdu’s ears, causing him to look up in

turned into

sky,

a “Weather Museum,” he had

a split second, Verdu suspected that his “Wind Trick” had triggered a storm, or perhaps

made his forehead break out into a cold

front of him fly up, revealing a boulder

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

this moment, the wind had calmed down, but

already in Bansy Harbor, and couldn’t afford to be scared off just like that, he mustered up his courage and approached the boulder covered in

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

Verdu put away the magnifying glass,

was nothing wrong with the boulder. It

to retract his gaze and leave when he suddenly saw that at the interface of the boulder’s bottom and

bright redness gradually expanded, like blood

it didn’t spread into a huge area.

figures in the telegraph office’s ruins instantly flashed across Verdu’s mind. His

turned dry as he instinctively thought that this wasn’t a

swallowing another mouthful 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,

here any longer. He forced himself to

of his ribs fractured again, causing him to almost faint

to the suffocation caused by the tightening, Verdu felt like he was hovering

to recover and cast his

was also in ruins. A collapsed house

to a pirate who had once explored the ruins of Bansy, there was an item here worth

wooden door, but it was the only

he got his subordinate to carry it in an attempt to