Chapter - 2068

Kingsley laughed. "Why would I doubt you, Freddie? We've been friends for years! All right then, I'll show you the path."

Freddie gave a cigarette to Kingsley before they made their way to the bamboo building that was the farthest away from the rest.

He was a little confused. “Isn't this the firewood shed, Kingsley? I don't think anyone lives here."

Kingsley replied with a smirk as he pushed the door open. "This room is more than meets the eye. Just follow me. You'll know what I mean when you see it."

Freddie looked around and was disappointed.

Aside from mountains of firewood, there wasn't anyone around or signs that humans were there. What is he doing? He's not tricking me, is he?

"All right, Freddie. You better follow me closely or you'll get lost."

Freddie was even more confused. What does he mean? How can I get lost in this one building?

Kingsley smiled mysteriously before heading to the northern wall.

He still kept walking forward even though he was about to hit the wall. Freddie couldn't help but feel anxious for him.

That anxiety transformed into shock when he saw his friend dissolving into the wall before vanishing completely.

It looked as though the wall had absorbed him.

Just as he was still confused about what was going on, Kingsley shouted from the other side, "What are you standing there for, Freddie? Come on in!"

"All right! I'm coming!" Freddie promptly headed to the wall and carefully reached his hand through it.

Something magical happened. When his hand touched the wall, it was as if he was touching nothing at all. He felt no resistance at where the wall stood.

He still felt nothing when his entire body crossed over.

"This wall is an illusion!" he concluded.

"That's right." Kingsley's voice rang out in the darkness. "This is a barrier that Mr. Mahazael and Daemonium constructed. Only a member of the Netherworld can enter."

"Ah, I see. So, where are we right now?"

Kingsley lit up a torch and illuminated the space they were walking in.

Thanks to the light, Freddie was able to see that they were standing inside a corridor.

When they reached the end, they saw multiple paths in front of them.

"You mustn't take the wrong path the next time you're here, Freddie. If you take the wrong turn, you're never going to find your way back. Understand?" Kingsley informed.

"I understand. Relax, my memory may not be the best, but I can still remember this."

"Let's go then." He led Freddie into the third path.

After reaching the end of that corridor, he stepped into the second path when they arrived at another fork.

They encountered a total of four forks before they were out of that maze.

Finally, they arrived in front of a worn-out building.

The building looked as though it was haunted and going to collapse at any second.

Kingsley pushed the door open and caused a gust of cold wind to escape. It was so cold that Freddie was trembling as he stepped into the building.

It was hard to believe that the temperature inside was colder than the outside.

The coldness appeared to have originated from the two people inside the building. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call them prisoners.

The prisoners were wearing tattered clothing. They looked dirty and smelled like poo, Both their hands and legs were chained up to restrict their movements completely.

If it weren't for their heavy breathing, Freddie would've thought they were corpses. If my guess is right, these two people are who Zeke is looking for. I wonder which one is David and which one is Brantley.

Kingsley threw the food to the ground and spoke coldly. "Wake up. Time for your meal."

Both prisoners stayed still.

"Hmph. Seems like you two are still stubborn. We'll see how many days you can survive without eating. Let's go, Freddie. You're only responsible for delivering their meals. Whether they eat or not is none of your concern. If they die of hunger, then that's their own fault."