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

blood to remain in

Verdu pulled on an

door-shaped symbol formed from three rubies,

tightened, accentuating the flesh

were about to be crushed, his figure

“Teleported” to the coastal

mountain had collapsed

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

didn’t dare to continue exploring the area or search for mysticism materials. He could only

him to escape the woman’s

bent down and took a deep breath. It was as if

felt a sharp pain in his right

he endured the pain and walked a few steps forward with sweat on his forehead, arriving at the altar marked on the

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

being engulfed in fire and lightning to

surveyed the area, he raised his right hand and

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

to replace the

flew, Verdu saw the charred ground. There were a few parts left in some

Woo!

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

wind that could only blow small gravel had somehow turned into a hurricane. It even “pushed” him into

the sky, as if a storm was

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

Trick” had triggered a storm, or

break out into

storm raged, Verdu saw the rubble in front of him fly

giving off a feeling that

this moment, the wind had calmed down, but the heavy rain was still

about how he was already in Bansy Harbor, and couldn’t afford to be scared off just like that,

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

away the magnifying glass, a mystical

that there was nothing wrong with the boulder. It didn’t involve

saw that at the interface of the

gradually expanded,

didn’t spread into a huge area. It

two blood-red figures in the telegraph office’s ruins instantly flashed across

he instinctively

of miniature rocks to roll over

to

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

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

took several seconds to recover and cast

was also in ruins. A collapsed house covered

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

door, but it was the only

pirate didn’t find anything special about the wooden door, so he got his subordinate to carry it in an attempt to move it back to