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.

he had prepared beforehand and treated his facial and chin injuries.

want his blood to remain in such

on an accessory on the

a door-shaped symbol formed from three rubies, three emeralds, and

the long robe tightened, accentuating the flesh on

to be crushed, his figure gradually

he “Teleported” to the coastal mountain outside Bansy

had collapsed and turned

was once the place where the Bansy residents used to worship the God of Weather.

office was hiding an unknown danger, Verdu didn’t dare

him to escape

a deep breath. It was as

same time, Verdu felt a sharp pain in his right rib, as if a

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

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

engulfed in

raised his

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

replace the need for

ground. There were a few parts left

Woo!

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

into a hurricane. It even “pushed”

clouds gathered in the sky, as if a

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

a split second, Verdu suspected that his “Wind Trick” had triggered a storm, or perhaps

guess made his forehead break out

storm raged, Verdu saw the rubble in front of him fly up, revealing a boulder that was

was crisscrossed with deep cracks, giving off a feeling

this moment, the wind had calmed down,

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

engraved with strange patterns, and he

put away the magnifying glass, a mystical item,

wrong with the boulder.

about to retract his gaze and leave when he suddenly saw that at the interface of the boulder’s bottom

bright redness gradually expanded, like blood flowing

area. It was limited to a very

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

instinctively thought that

another mouthful of saliva, Verdu raised his right hand and created another gust of wind, causing quite a number of miniature rocks to roll over to fill the bottom of the boulder completely, covering up

forced himself to activate “Teleportation” again and

time, another one of his ribs fractured again, causing him to almost faint

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

several seconds to recover and cast his gaze

also in ruins. A collapsed

a pirate who had once explored the ruins of Bansy,

it was the only thing

pirate didn’t find anything special about the wooden door, so he got his