Backups and Conspiracies

Asmodeus: ...

Facing Richard's face-to-face gossiping, he lowered his head and turned a deaf ear.

Having eaten Mephisto's secret melon head-on, Richard's curiosity was temporarily satisfied.

He walked over to the secret passage again and observed it.

Asmodeus reminded him from the side, "My Lord, although this secret passage leads directly to Hell, the rules of the Hell Dimension itself will automatically screen it. Any outsider will be rejected by the rules of the Hell Dimension. If you want to pass through smoothly, you must first wrap yourself in souls containing Hell aura and disguise yourself as a native life form of Hell."

"The rules of the Hell Dimension?" Richard raised an eyebrow and said, "At a time like this, where do you expect me to get a soul with Hell aura?"

"There happens to be a Hell demon standing right in front of me. Do you want to sacrifice your life to help me enter Hell?"

"..." Asmodeus pulled a wry smile and begged for mercy, "Please don't toy with your humble servant, My Lord!"

"If it were anyone else, I would tell them that as long as they kill one hundred Hell Imps and collect their souls, they can make a Camouflage Cloak that covers the whole body."

"But for you... as long as you extract a wisp of soul aura from Blackheart, you can make a Camouflage Cloak."

Richard took out the fragments containing the Hell Death Rule, directly extracted two wisps of aura, and made two Camouflage Cloaks.

Then he took one, and Asmodeus took the other...

Amon looked at the grey cloak in his hand with a puzzled look. "My Lord, I don't need this?!"

"No, you do!" Richard said with a smile. "For the sake of confidentiality, it's best not to let anyone know