Chapter 1909: 535 Barthor’s Skull_2

Subsequently,

The remaining people also headed down the designated path, rushing to the Phantom Baron’s Extreme Bliss Manor.

In contrast to the crowded main road,

the path was sparsely populated.

Aside from occasionally meeting some isolated demons, providing Matthew with practice material for his Brainwashing,

the journey went rather smoothly.

Along the way,

Mrs. Wolf even found time to educate Matthew on some of the manor’s secrets.

“Glasia is obviously a hypocritical woman.”

“You’re saying she’s a demon? No, no, no…”

“What I mean is, yes, demons are hypocritical, but she’s on another level!”

“She named the largest city in her dominion ‘Tears of Barthor’, claiming it to be a tribute to her father, the former Lord of the Nine Hells, Barthor. In reality, it’s just her declaration of legitimate rule as a Purgatory Lord.”

“Everybody knows that Glasia and Barthor had a terrible relationship, even to the point of becoming sworn enemies.”

“When Barthor was still alive, the so-called Holy City did not bear this name, and Glasia never took the initiative to visit her own father.”

“Only after Barthor was sealed by the Calamity Mage did her attitude make a complete turnaround. You weren’t in purgatory then, tsk tsk tsk, that shameless change was truly shocking.”

“Let me tell you a secret, the Calamity Mage sealed most of Barthor’s limbs, but let His head go free.”

“After Barthor’s head successfully fled back to purgatory, it planned to find a new dominion to regrow its power, aiming for a comeback. And what happened? It was found by his dutiful daughter Glasia and mercilessly sealed!”

“The specific location of the sealing is actually beneath the fountain at Extreme Bliss Manor!”

“After that, Extreme Bliss Manor started having different rules for day and night, which I guess is a manifestation of the leakage of Barthor’s head’s power.”

“Glasia made sealing Barthor’s head the top priority for the Phantom Baron, that foolish Shadow Demon, who, despite being toyed with by the Demoness of Desire, still seems to relish the ordeal–it disgusts me. Every time I think of those scenes, I hate that I was blind back then…”

“All in all, Glasia does not wish for Barthor to return to purgatory. I’ve heard that she plans to contend for the Power of Domain of the Lord of the Nine Hells in the near future. Considering the Upper Three Realms of Purgatory, where Devil Lord Morgan is gravely wounded, Frey Einstein has gone missing, and Barthor is sealed, ambitious powers indeed have a chance to become the new Lord of the Nine Hells.”

“But Glasia obviously has no chance.”

“Why?”

“I just feel she doesn’t!”

Mrs. Wolf chattered a great deal in Matthew’s ear.

Upon learning that Barthor’s head was presumably sealed within the manor, Matthew also understood Char’s resistant attitude.

For a doppelganger,

he definitely did not want to approach the will of Barthor himself, lest his consciousness be completely obliterated by absorption.

While they talked,

they had drawn near to the boundary of Extreme Bliss Manor.

Standing on a small hill and looking down,

even though the valley was shrouded in thick white fog, Matthew could still make out the sprawling outlines of the manor’s buildings.

An ancient and sinister air pervaded the manor.

Any person who approached

would feel an irresistible urge to draw even closer.

“The boundary of the manor is just ahead, be careful not to cross that black line, it is a barrier constructed with Blasphemy!”

Matthew felt a weight lift off his shoulders.

The wolf cloak instantly transformed into a streak of white light falling to the ground.

Mrs. Wolf reverted back to her elegant wolf form, slightly bashfully raising her fluffy paw to gesture:

“The path ahead is a bit treacherous, I’ll have to lead the way myself.”

After saying that, she briskly walked towards the rugged path piled with many stones by the boundary.

There was actually no path here.

Naturally, navigation was extremely difficult.

Because this place was close to the area where the plane tears, using flight abilities had become a risky affair–

Matthew had seen with his own eyes an unknown Purgatory Bird fly straight into a zone of spatial rift, only to be instantaneously shredded to pieces.

By comparison,

the situation on the ground was much better.

At least with rocks, where natural objects exist, the space nearby was relatively stable.

Matthew managed to keep up with Mrs. Wolf’s pace using both hands and feet.

He looked back at Camela and thus dispelled his worries.

Clearly,

as a priest often working the soil, Camela’s physical fitness was much stronger than Matthew’s, and her Climbing skills probably were not inferior to those of wanderers.

And so,

the group climbed the rocks for half an hour,

likely having circled from the front to the side of the manor.

Shortly afterward,

a side door appeared in Matthew’s field of vision.

That side door was well concealed, resembling a semi-hidden secret door.

Matthew spotted a large number of Devil Guards near that hidden door!

“The entrance to the rift in the plane is right in the cave facing the side; it’s not far to see.”

Behind a large rock,

Mrs. Wolf whispered in Matthew’s ear:

“It’s better to reduce the number of actions; let’s stealth our way there.”

Matthew nodded in agreement.

After securing Camela and Sandrine in Lost Paradise,

he activated the Invisible Magic Ball, enveloping Mrs. Wolf, and they both moved stealthily, sticking close to the rock walls, inching towards the cave.

Matthew’s invisibility spell wasn’t peak perfection but stacked with various super-magic abilities, its effect couldn’t be easily emulated by average Tier 5 beings, only those with extraordinarily sharp Insight could possibly detect his presence.