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.

alcohol that he had prepared beforehand and treated his facial and chin injuries. He then pulled out the

his blood to

that, Verdu pulled on an

door-shaped symbol formed from three

robe tightened, accentuating the flesh on Verdu’s

be crushed, his figure gradually faded and

the coastal mountain outside Bansy

had collapsed and turned

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

warn him that the Bansy telegraph office was hiding an unknown danger, Verdu didn’t dare to continue exploring the area

allowed him to

figure appeared, he bent down and took a deep breath.

in his right

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

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

of being engulfed in fire and

Abraham surveyed the area, he raised his right hand and waved his

was “pushed” away

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

a few parts left in some areas that

Woo!

sound of the wind grew more intense as it resonated in Verdu’s

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

gathered in the sky, as if

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

a storm,

his forehead break out into a

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

with deep cracks, giving off a feeling that it

down, but

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

then took out a magnifying glass that was engraved with

the magnifying glass, a mystical item, and sighed in regret

nothing wrong with the boulder. It didn’t involve

that at the interface of the boulder’s bottom and

redness gradually expanded,

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

instantly flashed across Verdu’s mind. His

instinctively thought that this wasn’t a

quite a number of miniature rocks to roll over to fill the bottom of the boulder completely, covering up the bright redness that

He forced himself to activate “Teleportation” again and headed

of his ribs fractured again, causing him to almost

tightening, Verdu felt like he was hovering around

several seconds to recover and cast

was also in ruins. A collapsed house covered the

a pirate who had once explored the ruins of Bansy, there was an

wooden door, but it was the

wooden door, so he got his subordinate to carry it in an attempt