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

want his 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 on

about to be crushed,

“Teleported” to the coastal mountain outside Bansy

had collapsed and turned into

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

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

to

a deep breath. It was as

Verdu felt a sharp pain in his right rib,

deep breaths, he endured the pain and walked a few steps forward with

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

gravel had traces of being engulfed in fire

raised his right hand and waved

portion of the gravel was “pushed” away from the spot, revealing the ground

to replace

few parts left in some areas

Woo!

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

gravel had somehow turned into a hurricane. It even “pushed” him into a

in the sky, as if a

heard that Bansy was a “Weather Museum,” he had never thought that the

a storm, or perhaps it

guess made his forehead break

rubble in front of him fly up, revealing a boulder that was buried

the boulder was crisscrossed with deep cracks, giving off a feeling that

this moment, the wind had calmed down, but

afford to be scared off just like that, he mustered up his courage and

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

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

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

when he suddenly saw that at the interface of the boulder’s bottom and the earth, bright

gradually expanded, like

it didn’t spread into a huge area. It was

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

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

created another gust of wind, causing quite a number of miniature rocks to roll over to fill the bottom of the boulder completely, covering up

forced himself to activate “Teleportation”

again, causing him

tightening, Verdu felt like he was hovering around

recover

in ruins. A collapsed house covered the

once explored the ruins of Bansy, there was an

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

pirate didn’t find anything special about the wooden door, so he got his subordinate to carry it