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.

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

blood to remain in such

that, Verdu pulled on an

from three

long robe tightened, accentuating

were about to be crushed, his

the

collapsed

place where the Bansy residents used to worship the God

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

him to escape

figure appeared, he bent down and took a deep breath. It was as if he had finally recovered from

same time, Verdu felt a sharp pain in his right

few steps forward with sweat on his forehead, arriving at the

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

traces of being engulfed in

surveyed the area, he raised his right hand and

whoosh, a small portion of the gravel was “pushed” away from

it to replace the need for manual labor to fully ensure

were a few parts left in some areas that

Woo!

it resonated in Verdu’s ears, causing him to

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

gathered in the sky, as

Museum,” he had never thought that the changes would

had triggered a storm, or perhaps

break out into a cold

front of him fly up,

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

down,

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

with strange patterns, and he seriously checked the state of

magnifying glass, a mystical item, and

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

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

expanded,

into a huge area. It

two blood-red figures in the telegraph office’s ruins instantly flashed across Verdu’s mind. His scalp couldn’t help but

he instinctively thought that this wasn’t a

of wind, causing quite a number of miniature rocks to roll over to fill the bottom

himself to activate “Teleportation”

of his ribs fractured again, causing him to almost faint

the tightening, Verdu felt like he was

took several seconds to recover and cast

place was also in ruins. A collapsed house

once explored the ruins of Bansy, there was an item here worth

was the only thing that remained

anything special about the wooden door, so he got his subordinate to carry it in