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.

medicine and medical alcohol that he had prepared beforehand and treated his facial and

to

pulled on an accessory

a door-shaped symbol formed from three rubies,

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

Verdu’s bones were about to be crushed, his

to the

mountain had collapsed and turned

used to worship the God of Weather. It was also the main target of the Church

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

this allowed him to escape the woman’s

and took a 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

was only a

of being engulfed

raised his

of the gravel was

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

Verdu saw the charred ground. There were a few parts left in

Woo!

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

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

clouds gathered in the sky, as if a

“Weather Museum,” he had never thought that the

Trick” had triggered a storm, or perhaps it had

his forehead break

of

cracks, giving

calmed down, but the heavy

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

that was engraved with strange patterns,

away the magnifying glass, a mystical item,

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

to retract his gaze and leave when he suddenly saw that

gradually expanded,

into a huge area. It was limited to a very small

instantly flashed across Verdu’s mind. His scalp

he instinctively thought that this wasn’t

hand and created another gust of wind, causing quite a number of miniature rocks

forced himself to activate “Teleportation”

one of his ribs fractured again, causing him to almost

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

to recover and cast his

also in ruins. A collapsed house covered

ruins of Bansy, there was

ordinary wooden door, but it was the only thing

he got his subordinate to carry it