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.

treated his facial and chin injuries.

to remain in

Verdu pulled on an accessory on

symbol formed from

instant, the long robe tightened, accentuating the flesh on

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

to the coastal mountain outside

mountain had collapsed

the place where the Bansy residents used to worship the God

to warn him that the Bansy telegraph office was hiding an unknown danger, Verdu didn’t dare to continue exploring the area or search for mysticism materials. He could only forcefully move to

him to escape

took a deep breath.

a sharp pain in his right rib, as

a few steps forward with

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

of being engulfed in fire and lightning to

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

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

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

a few parts left in some areas that had extremely

Woo!

it resonated in Verdu’s ears, causing him to look up

gravel had somehow turned into a hurricane. It

clouds gathered in the sky, as if a storm

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

Trick” had triggered a storm, or

guess made his forehead break out

in front of him fly up, revealing a boulder that

crisscrossed with deep cracks, giving

down, but

to be scared off just like that, he mustered up his courage and approached the boulder covered in charred black

that was engraved with strange patterns,

to eight minutes later, Verdu put away the magnifying glass, a mystical item, and sighed

that there was nothing wrong with the boulder. It

when he suddenly saw that at the interface of the boulder’s bottom and the earth, bright redness seeped

gradually expanded, like

a huge area. It was limited to a very small

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

as he instinctively thought that this wasn’t a

mouthful of saliva, Verdu raised his right hand and created another gust of wind, causing quite a number of

any longer. He forced himself to activate

fractured again, causing him to almost faint

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

recover and

place was also in ruins. A collapsed

ruins of Bansy,

was an ordinary wooden door, but it was the only thing that remained intact in

find anything special about the wooden door, so he got his