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 took out the medicine and medical alcohol that he had prepared beforehand and treated his facial

his blood to remain

pulled on an accessory on

symbol formed from three rubies, three emeralds, and three

an instant, the long robe tightened, accentuating

Verdu’s bones were about to be crushed,

he “Teleported” to the coastal mountain

had collapsed and

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

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

this allowed him to escape the woman’s

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

felt a sharp pain in his right rib, as

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

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

gravel had traces of being engulfed in fire and lightning to

the area, he raised

portion of the gravel was

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

Verdu saw the charred ground. There were a few parts left in some areas that had extremely incomplete patterns,

Woo!

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

only blow small gravel had somehow turned into a hurricane. It even “pushed” him into a state of staggering

the sky, as if

Museum,” he had never thought

“Wind Trick” had triggered a storm, or perhaps

break

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

cracks, giving off a feeling

wind had calmed down, but the heavy rain was still

in Bansy Harbor, and couldn’t afford to be scared off just like that, he mustered

was engraved with strange patterns,

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

there was nothing wrong with

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

expanded, like blood

huge area. It was limited

telegraph office’s ruins instantly flashed across Verdu’s

quickly turned dry as he instinctively

right hand and created another gust of wind, causing quite a number of miniature

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

again, causing him

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

several seconds to recover and cast

place was also in ruins. A collapsed

once explored the ruins of Bansy, there was an item

it was the only thing that

his subordinate to carry it in an attempt