Chapter 1913: 536 Avoiding Good Luck, Seeking Misfortune_3

Matthew, seeing the situation, felt compelled to reassure:

“It doesn’t matter, we don’t have to dwell on who among them is more fortunate, as long as they are luckier than us.”

Mrs. Wolf blankly uttered, “Oh.”

Her expression brightened considerably.

The confusion previously seen on her face was swept away in an instant.

Matthew noticed this and couldn’t help but doubt the thought processes of these Nature Souls–

So easily persuaded by a few words.

No wonder they fall into decadence so quickly.

As for the comments about Barthor that might have come from a Great Star Mage, Matthew’s current stance was to just listen casually.

After all, the speaker was an ancient from a long time ago, probably unaware of the story where Barthor was later torn apart by a Calamity Mage.

Having risen from a mere Purgatory Goblin to the Lord of the Nine Hells, Barthor was undoubtedly fortunate.

But luck, for someone at the level of the Lord of the Nine Hells, could only be a necessary condition at most.

Matthew never underestimated Barthor.

He even suspected that Barthor’s Skull offering itself up might be an extension of the will beneath the Bridge of All Life.

“If Barthor intentionally sent his own skull to me, what is His purpose?”

“Is it the doppelganger of Vampire Char, the black merchant from perdition?”

“Or is it because of my relationships with Sif and the summer nights?”

“Or perhaps, is He aiming for the Lost Paradise?”

Regarding the last point,

Matthew felt that the likelihood was very low.

As the holder of authority, he was well aware that the Lost Paradise could not be controlled by outsiders, and others must also know this; otherwise, the Heavenly Mages would have taken action against him long ago.

Matthew didn’t think Barthor could be cleverer than a Heavenly Mage.

Thus, he felt it was much more likely that Barthor was aiming for Char, Sif, and others.

“This skull still needs to be sealed cautiously.”

“It must not be allowed near Char and Sif.”

“The best place for sealing would be the Compatible Wormhole of the Cyberdragon, secondarily in the Lost Paradise.”

In his thoughts,

Matthew quickly mobilized the power of authority to impose several layers of seals on the skull.

Just in case, he added a large circle of Gordon’s Fire around the seals!

Only then did he throw it into the Lost Paradise, instructing Dark Peggy and Moson and others to watch over it jointly.

In the cave,

The two of them proceeded briskly.

Before long, they arrived in front of an ancient stone gate.

To call it a stone gate,

Only half of it was made of stone.

The remaining half had already disappeared into the tears and Fusion of the planes.

Under Mrs. Wolf’s guidance,

Matthew squeezed sideways through the half gate.

Before long,

He felt surges of powerful plane forces!

…

“Warning: You have entered into the torn plane!”

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“Is this the torn plane?”

“How should we proceed?”

Matthew curiously perceived his surroundings.

Beyond the stone gate,

There was a pitch-black space.

In the endless darkness, only trails of white tornadoes lit up the surrounding space.

But Matthew knew well.

Those tornadoes were extremely dangerous Void Turbulence.

Not to mention being hit head-on, even approaching them was very dangerous for a legendary!

“The torn plane is not as scary as ordinary people imagine.”

“There are potholes everywhere here, but if you grasp some Prophecy-based Abilities, there’s a much higher probability of getting through smoothly.”

Mrs. Wolf lifted her small face, somewhat proudly saying:

“I can teach you an ability, as long as you learn it, you won’t lose your way in similar planes in the future!”

The next second.

A glow emerged from the center of Mrs. Wolf’s forehead, then slowly absorbed into the tip of Matthew’s nose.

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“Prompt: Mrs. Wolf has shared her Innate Ability ‘Evade Good, Seek Peril’ with you.

Evade Good, Seek Peril: After activating this ability, every action you take will develop towards the negative, perilous side…”

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