The black shops of the hags are notorious. When the sword master from another dimension followed the hags into the wooden house so stupidly, everyone in the market couldn't help but sigh.
"Well, I haven't come out for more than 20 minutes. It seems there is no need to come out."
"It's a pity that we can't share it."
Yes, what they regret is not that there is an extra victim, but that this newcomer has probably been divided up by the hags, and there will be no trace left for them.
After a few minutes, everyone was shocked.
The outsider actually walked out of the cabin. Not only did he walk out, he also walked out talking and laughing with the witches.
Not only was the guy from the main plane uninjured, those vicious hags actually surrounded the guy from the main plane, smiling obviously flatteringly.
Have the hags changed their gender? It is obviously impossible. Then, it is only possible that the outsiders won a complete victory in the open and covert fights.
To be able to defeat these vicious creatures on the witch's home ground, maybe this foreigner is a big shot.
Naturally, the way people looked at foreigners changed from looking at a fat sheep to being full of fear.
But at this time, I was very satisfied with the results of the "transaction".
In that circular arena, amidst the shouts and gazes of countless undead, the transaction with the hags was naturally extremely smooth and pleasant... at least I was very happy.
What was that arena? Where did those spectators come from? It's a long story.
Didn't we start a war with the Undead Army some time ago? Although the Land of Death hindered the advancement of the Undead Army, the subsequent development made people feel helpless. A barrier with incoming and outgoing is simply the worst result strategically. In the end
I built an ice wall to hinder it.
And it was that time that gave me inspiration.
Yes, I can indeed come and go at will in my world, which is indeed very powerless, but can't I just build a wall to surround it?
So, now that I have decided to build a wall, I have repeatedly changed the design plan from the city wall to the Great Wall, from the Great Wall to the random Sphinx statue and the pyramid, and finally I chose the circular Roman Coliseum.
The arena is so good. As long as it is cultivated to a higher level, it will give people the feeling that it is a mental image world specially designed for one-on-one. There is no point in escaping in such a mental image world. Then, the opponent will most likely not escape at all.
There are countless undead labor helpers, and the construction is very fast, and then the workers are left as spectators, which also adds a bit of psychological pressure and realism to the unlucky people who are imprisoned.
As for where the undead laborers came from? That is another story.
Don't tell me, this crooked idea is really effective. The witches who were surrounded by the arena and whose melee fighting skills were extremely poor were almost scared to death on the spot. The subsequent negotiations were also very easy, as long as I gave them the batch of cosmetics in my hand,
I can choose their goods at will, and the location of the portal is not a big secret. They can tell me ten of them right now.
The witches also have good things, at least those weird dark materials and cursed items opened my eyes.
Even when they came to their senses, the witches proposed to establish a stable trade route and conduct long-term transactions. They probably thought that with only those magical little bottles, even as second-hand traders, they could still drain the wallets of their fellow tribesmen.
and a treasure house to make up for your losses.
I'm a little excited. If this business is really done, I will make a lot of money every day.
The profits from plane trading are so outrageous. Selling stones for gold is nothing, selling vegetables for house prices is normal.
But when I think about the hard work of setting up a transport team escorted by experts from the main plane, traveling thousands of miles across several abyss, slaying dragons and demons along the way, and dealing with all kinds of difficulties and obstacles, the companions on the road were killed and injured along the way, just for the sake of it.
Smuggling some bottles and cans and white powder... Well, smuggling some cosmetics, why do I feel like the quality is just not up to the mark?
"If it weren't for the fact that it's easy to come to the abyss and too difficult to go back, and it's difficult to exchange favors for goods obtained from Amyra, you would have nodded. Smuggling cosmetics is nothing. As long as you make money, what kind of moral integrity do you have?"
Indeed, ordinary wood spirit goods do not have such good effects, and may conflict with the original special effects of the abyss and be ineffective. It is okay to get the wood spirit royal family's special supply, but it will cost more favors.
But Heloise will die if you don't say it so directly? Are you still heartbroken about those cosmetics? They say that if you put them on in slime form and remove them, you will look very neurotic and meaningless. Women are simply unreasonable... It hurts,
Don't bite your head!
Don’t you know that there is a little heroine who always bites her head because she is too good at playing the role of a pet and has lost her sense of existence as a heroine? She has been replaced by the nth heroine and has succeeded in taking the position? I’ll go with that and say goodbye.
After biting it, why did you evolve tentacles and whips? Is the taste so strong?
"Sir, it's almost noon. Why don't you have a meal here and try our family's swamp stew?"
While I'm fighting the dead cat on my head, I'm also dealing with the excessive attentiveness of the hags. As for eating here, I'd better not consider my gastrointestinal resistance to poison and curses.
At certain times, information is the most valuable commodity, but when life is threatened, information that has nothing to do with you is not that important. I have been operating here for countless years, and the ghosts who are local snakes gave it to me in one fell swoop.
There are a dozen coordinates for the portal, but I really don’t dare to use them.
This is not that I am timid, but that a plane traveler should be cautious. Teleporting Yin people from the plane is probably the most cost-effective way to murder. Teleporting to an airless vacuum is not dangerous. Teleporting directly to a certain
The dining table of the Lord God of the Abyss is what makes people want to cry without tears.
Considering the way I obtained the coordinates of the teleportation gate and the notoriously cautious hags, even if there are safe teleportation in this batch of coordinates, there will not be more than two or three.
In order to prevent these guys from selling my destination, I reported that the teleportation destination was near the 102nd floor of the abyss. There is a large neutral city there. It is indeed a rare safe place in the abyss, far away from my real destination.
There are only two floors missing, and the witches gave us the safest and most reliable portal. But it happens to be on the 101st floor. It’s very rare.
"Sir, the Black Dwarves have mastered the two-way portal leading to the wild rock area on the 101st floor. They can directly trade metal minerals and magic gems with the elemental creatures there. This is why their forging technology is so advanced that they can quickly transform from an ordinary tribe to
The basis for becoming stronger.”
And I also saw the thoughts of the hags. They are not good people who are willing to help others...
"But it seems that the black dwarf tribe is not in good condition. Is it the Blood Spear Lizardman tribe?".
Lizardmen have always had a bad reputation. When they are weak, they feel comfortable being slaves to others. When they are strong, they enslave other races. They treat other races as food and slaves.
The lizardman merchant of the Blood Spear tribe dared to be so arrogant in the hags' market. I don't think the hags would expect them to become stronger and more difficult to deal with.
The social organization of the lizardmen is quite primitive. Bone weapons and totem worship are very similar to the primitive society of the orcs. Steel weapons can only rely on acquisition.
Now the lizardmen are buying weapons in the market, but the black dwarves are famous for their weapon manufacturing. It is incredible that the Blood Spear tribe does not pay attention to the black dwarves. And the black dwarf who is crazy about buying martial arts also reflects the black dwarf from one side.
The dwarf tribe has fallen into crisis.
Is there really no other suitable portal coordinates? I think the hags deliberately gave me this information, expecting me to get involved and make the lizard people feel uncomfortable.
"Your wisdom is as deep as the endless void. But I can swear to the omnipotent Great Demon Lord Dar that the Black Dwarf's portal is definitely the safest and most reliable around."
There are so many strange evil gods and false gods in the abyss. But since the hag swears by the gods she believes in, this information should be true.
I shrugged, it didn't really matter, anyway, the portal was guarded, it was the same no matter which house I went to, force was the only pass in the abyss.
The lizardmen are not a particularly difficult opponent, but since the hags want me to help, they can't do it without giving some blood and showing some sincerity, so I hesitate to type something.
At this moment, the other two hags hurried over and muttered a lot in Hei Qi's ears.
I was watching Hei Qi's eyes constantly changing as he looked at me, from false compliments to surprise, to confusion and disbelief, and finally to despair and fear.
"You, you, you..."
"What? Did you find my information? What I told is the truth, why don't you believe me?"
What is expected, no matter how famous I am in the main plane, it has no meaning to the hags living in the abyss. They have not moved for hundreds of years, and their information about the main plane has long been outdated.
And after I "proved" my confidence, they would naturally check my background to determine their future attitude towards me. I gave my real name and even said that the Lord God of the Abyss was my brother. Even if they couldn't find out, it was too weak.
Hei Qi was so frightened that she shrank into a ball. Only then did she realize that she had just passed through the gate of hell. The young man in front of her, who seemed kind and easy to deceive, was actually an extremely evil person.
Yong Ye, the only undead emperor in modern times, almost destroyed the demon king of the main plane, a boss that no god dares to offend. What is he doing here? If I had known it was him, I would have given him whatever he asked for.
Send God out!
After waiting for a long time, the old hag's face wrinkled up, and she finally squeezed out a few words dryly.
"Hello, Emperor, it's almost noon. Have you eaten? Why don't you try the swamp stew here..."
But it's the same nonsense as before...
Okay, am I so scary? I'm obviously very kind and easy to deal with. I haven't been the undead brother for many years. Do you want me to show you the Holy Light? It's very bright.
I tried my best to maintain a bright and cheerful smile, and took a step closer, intending to explain how friendly I am and how easy it is to deal with. Your information is already out of date, so I took the first step...
"Ahhh!"
Then, as if he had been cursed by a banshee, the hag Heiqi let out an ear-piercing scream, threw down his crutches, turned around and ran away, counting three steps as one. He was as agile as a young man.
My smile froze...
The next moment, I saw Hei Qi running away, and the corners of my eyes twitched. The other two hags tried their best to smile louder than crying, while slowly retreating.
"puff!"
When I turned around, I saw that the dead cat was rolling all over the floor, smiling as impudently as ever. I give it ten points for seeking death.
Change the cat ball, throw it, take a deep breath again, keep a kind smile, turn your head...
The busy streets just now are already deserted!
The people in the surrounding market are all experienced people. Of course they know what kind of ruthless character the ghost Hei Qi is. If they can scare him to such an extent, I'm afraid even the snake god from this plane can't do it.
How should you deal with a dangerous boss in the abyss?
Running through the empty streets in an instant is the perfect way to deal with it. Black Seven demonstrated it, and the others followed without hesitation.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to go shopping and buy some things..."
A gust of wind blew by, but no one responded. Only a few tied slaves looked at me with innocent faces.
Phew, the werewolf actually lay down, with his belly exposed and his tongue sticking out. Is this a canine obedience gesture?
This market where all the merchants ran away was really sad, so I turned my grief and anger into my desire to shop, took out a big sack, and started shopping alone...
"The owner of the goods doesn't want it anymore, so I'll take care of it..."
[Shameless! This must have been your conspiracy from the beginning! The system can’t stand it anymore!] (To be continued...)
