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.

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

blood to remain in such a strange

that, Verdu pulled on an accessory on the

door-shaped symbol formed from

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

Verdu’s bones were about to be crushed, his

he “Teleported” to the coastal mountain outside Bansy

collapsed

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

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

this allowed him to escape the

deep breath. It was

felt a sharp pain in his right rib, as if a bone had

several deep breaths, he endured the pain and walked a few steps forward with sweat on his forehead,

been destroyed. There was only a glassified,

gravel had traces of being engulfed in fire and

Abraham surveyed the area, he raised his right hand

gravel was “pushed” away from the spot,

used it to replace the need for manual labor to

the charred ground. There were a few parts left in some areas that had

Woo!

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

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

in the sky, as if

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

a split second, Verdu suspected that his “Wind Trick” had triggered a storm, or perhaps it had caused some changes to the

his forehead break out into

raged, Verdu saw the rubble in front of him fly up, revealing a boulder that

of the boulder was crisscrossed with deep cracks, giving off a feeling that it would shatter once it was

moment, the wind had calmed down, but the

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

a magnifying glass that was engraved with strange patterns,

eight minutes later, Verdu put away the magnifying glass,

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

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

expanded, like blood flowing

didn’t spread into a huge area.

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

instinctively thought that this wasn’t a good

quite a number of miniature rocks to roll

longer. He forced himself to

again, causing him

tightening, Verdu felt

seconds to recover and cast his

place was also in ruins. A

had once explored the ruins of Bansy,

was the only thing that

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