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.

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 ball shards and put them back

his blood to remain in such a strange

on an

from three rubies, three emeralds, and three

tightened, accentuating the flesh

be crushed, his figure

the

mountain had collapsed

was once the place where the Bansy residents used to worship the God of Weather. It was also the main target of the Church

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

him to escape

a deep breath. It was as if he had finally recovered from

felt a sharp pain in his right rib, as if a

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

a glassified, slightly-charred crater.

engulfed in fire

surveyed the area, he raised

was “pushed” away from the spot, revealing the ground beneath

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

ground. There were a few parts left in some areas that had extremely

Woo!

grew more intense as it resonated in

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

the sky, as if a storm was

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

Verdu suspected that his “Wind Trick” had triggered a storm, or perhaps it had caused some changes to the cleared ruins

break out into

the rubble in front of him fly up, revealing a

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

calmed down,

Bansy Harbor, and 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 strange patterns, and he

later, Verdu put away the magnifying glass, a mystical item,

wrong with the boulder.

when he suddenly saw that at the interface of the boulder’s bottom and the

redness gradually expanded, like blood

spread into a huge area.

telegraph office’s ruins instantly flashed across Verdu’s mind. His

quickly turned dry as he instinctively thought that this wasn’t a good

raised his right hand and created another gust of wind, causing quite a number of miniature rocks to

forced himself to activate “Teleportation” again and headed for his final

one of his ribs fractured again, causing him to

Verdu felt

seconds to recover

also in ruins. A collapsed house covered the

had once explored the ruins of

was the only thing that

special about the wooden door, so he got his subordinate to carry it in an attempt to move it back