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.

didn’t argue with her. He took out the medicine and medical alcohol that he had prepared beforehand and treated his facial and chin injuries. He then

didn’t want his blood to remain in

on an accessory on the

formed from three

instant, the long robe tightened, accentuating

about to be crushed, his

the

had collapsed and turned into

Verdu knew, this was once the place where the Bansy residents used to worship the God of Weather. It was also the main target

office was hiding an unknown danger, Verdu didn’t dare to continue exploring the

to escape

soon as Wilder’s figure appeared, he bent down and took a deep breath. It was as if he had finally recovered from his suffocating

pain in his right rib, as

endured the pain and walked a few steps forward with

There was only a glassified, slightly-charred crater. There was gravel with different

traces of being engulfed in fire and

Abraham surveyed the area, he raised his

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

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

few parts left in some areas that had extremely incomplete patterns, drawings,

Woo!

more intense as it resonated in Verdu’s ears, causing him to look

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

sky, as if a

had heard that Bansy was a “Weather Museum,” he

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

guess made his forehead break out into

the rubble in front of him fly up, revealing a boulder that

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

moment, the wind had calmed down, but the heavy rain

off just like that, he mustered up his courage and approached the boulder

out a magnifying glass that was engraved with strange patterns, and

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

was nothing wrong with the

saw that at the interface of the boulder’s bottom and the earth,

bright redness gradually expanded, like blood flowing

into a huge area. It

blood-red figures in the telegraph office’s ruins instantly flashed across Verdu’s mind. His

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

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 the bright redness that seeped

forced himself to

of his ribs fractured again,

the tightening, Verdu felt like he was

recover and cast his

place was also in ruins. A

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

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

his subordinate to carry it