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.

didn’t argue with her. He took out the medicine and medical alcohol that he had prepared beforehand and treated his facial and chin injuries. He then pulled out the crystal

his blood to

on an accessory on

formed from three

tightened, accentuating

Verdu’s bones were about to be crushed, his figure gradually faded and he

“Teleported” to the coastal mountain

had collapsed and

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

office was hiding an unknown danger, Verdu didn’t dare to continue

to escape

bent down and took a deep breath. It

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

a few steps forward with sweat

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

traces of being engulfed in fire and lightning

he raised his right

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

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

There were a few parts left in some areas that had extremely incomplete patterns, drawings,

Woo!

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

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

in the sky, as if a storm was

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

storm, or perhaps it had

forehead break out into

of him fly up, revealing a boulder that

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

wind had calmed down, but the

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

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

eight minutes later, Verdu put away the magnifying glass, a mystical

nothing wrong with

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

gradually expanded, like blood

didn’t spread into a huge area. It was limited to a very small

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

instinctively thought that

number of miniature rocks

didn’t stay here any longer. He forced himself to activate “Teleportation” again

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

addition to the suffocation caused by the tightening, Verdu

seconds to recover and cast

place was also in ruins. A

to a pirate who had once explored the ruins

wooden door, but it was the only thing

his subordinate to carry it in an attempt to move it back