Chapter 559: Hag Market

Soaring in the sky of the abyss is definitely not a pleasant thing for ordinary creatures. The clouds are always dark, thunderstorms and hail make the journey in the sky dangerous, and the air often has a stench of sulfur. Even The rain there has a rotten smell.

But for the black dragon Khakass, it was a comfort like a fish in water, it was the taste of his hometown.

The vast land is just below him, but it is extremely monotonous and boring in color. What is in front of him is gray and black, but at the end of the horizon, there is a grayish green.

It was on a peninsula surrounded by countless gray trees. In the center of the swamp, there was a lively market.

The hag market, with a simple and straightforward name, is the largest collection of events on this plane, and as the few creatures with good brains on this plane, hags are the masters here.

"Those hags are not easy to deal with. Even if you are strong enough, you can't defeat those liars and villains with this bad water and venom flowing in your bones. The bastards of the main plane, bringing your baby here is the cause of your death."

Hags are a kind of creatures that are almost extinct on the main plane. They are a race of women like wood spirits, but unlike the wood spirits that are pleasing to the eye, they are all long and wrinkled old women, or in other words, after passing period witch.

With a long nose with strange tumors, curvy and disgusting hair, wrinkled skin, crooked wand, black cloak and round pointed hat, it is the bad witch in fairy tales.

And when they were still haunting the main plane, they also played the role of witches and witches most of the time. Most of them signed an agreement with a certain lower plane big devil or big devil, and acted as its agent in some planes , the wizards and magic from the lower plane are very famous... in terms of cheating and yin people.

Greed, cunning, and jealousy are not big problems. As long as the goods are good, people will always buy them. But after cheating customers and suppliers, and offending the big bosses in the lower plane after offending the main plane, these hags can't think about it.

Now don't say that this kind of magical creature is rare on the main plane. It is rare in other levels of the abyss. After all, no one is stupid. It is unlucky to be tricked once, and if you don’t take revenge with a knife after repeated tricks. It's not a demon anymore.

"Let's take a look, the sub-artifact-level magic sword comes with three kinds of curse magic, which is amazingly powerful. It only needs 200 spirit coins or a product of the same price!"

The soul is always the hard currency of the lower plane, and when the river Styx is partially diverted. The lower plane also ushered in a gratifying deflation, and soul coins became more valuable.

Seeing that I was a dragon knight and another strange face, the green-haired hag who was selling the magic sword almost stretched out the magic sword on me.

It's not expensive to exchange two hundred souls for a sub-sacred weapon. I can feel the powerful curse attached to the gray magic sword over there, but...

"...The curse is actually an extremely effective mental retardation technique. It is automatically triggered when holding a magic sword, and then obediently deliver the money bag to the door?"

I kicked the hag over with a blank face, and the potion that had been triggered in her bosom was scattered all over the floor, and a piece of potion dripped on a hag beside her. It turned it into a toad directly.

It seems that there is no so-called safe zone in this market, and merchants can bully customers casually.

"Take..."

The breath of ice seeps out from under the dragon armor, and what seeps out from the pupils is the magic power of death. A high-level black knight who can control a black dragon is not something a low-level hag who still needs to sell fake goods on the street can provoke.

Holding the hag in one hand, she stuffed the hilt of her sword directly into her mouth, whimpered twice, and the hag rolled her eyes. Lie down on the ground pretending to be a toad and screamed.

And the cries around stopped for a moment, and then became lively again, as if nothing happened just now, it seems that this kind of thing is very common.

I have not experienced such an environment. In this hostile environment, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger becomes a pig, and showing minions can save you trouble.

If I am cheated, these guys promise to swarm me, weapons and equipment will be auctioned on the spot, my body can be sold for meat, and my soul can be processed into currency. Nothing is wasted.

Looking around, not all the stalls are ghosts. On the contrary, there are no customers in front of the stalls of the ghosts. There are only a few lizardmen walking back and forth in front of the stalls. They should be professional trustees, and those ghosts are not in a hurry. The sneaky eyes kept sweeping over the new customers, as if they were just doing some business while watching the scene.

"The magic steel battle ax that just came out of the oven, the conscientious work of Master Black Iron, take two spirit coins."

"Dragon bones, dragon dung, dragon eyeballs, the harvest of the powerful Bloodspear tribe in a rainy season! Only fertile female slaves and spirit coins are exchanged, and powerful magic weapons are also available. Hags and hags are all lost to the dragon man!"

It seems that there are powerful tribes of black dwarves and lizardmen nearby. A master blacksmith cannot be raised by a small tribe. From mining, smelting to forging finished products, what is needed is a complete dwarf society. A mature weapon can explain a lot of.

The lizard tribe that can hunt dragons must have a population of at least 2,000, and there are high-level spellcasters such as great prophets and witch doctors. They may even domesticate dragon beasts. Only such a lizard tribe dare to call themselves As a dragon person, of course, this family of dragons doesn't recognize them.

Behind me, the human-shaped Hakas looked at the triumphant lizard man with an unhappy expression on his face, and watched his fellow black dragons being dismantled and sold, but he didn't say a word. Some fear.

Black dwarves, lizardmen, demons, these evil creatures that would be besieged when they appear on the main plane, have become synonymous with reputation here, especially the three-meter-high high-level Berserker, who is actually in his own Hanging a sign around his neck, selling himself on the spot.

"Take care of the rice, take care of the succubus, I kill people."

Simple abyssal language, simple logic, high-level Berserker Demon's combat power is extremely strong, it seems to be a good deal, but there are many people who read it, and no one asks.

If it was a devil of the same level, it would probably have been sold long ago, but no one would dare to buy a Berserker whose brain is not as big as a walnut.

After all, no one can guarantee when this demon master is playing high, or thinks that killing is not high enough, so he kills his employer, and counts on Cheng Ruo, the berserk demon who is known as single-cell cannon fodder among single-cell demons, to die. I really can't blame other people.

Seeing that the market was more lively than I expected, I hesitated a bit. The original plan was to find hags to trade, but this group of guys is really unscrupulous in doing business. Now that there are other ethnic groups, why not try to trade with other people.

But no matter what, if you want to buy something, you must at least have the goods in your hand. I don't have a single spirit coin in my hand.

So, I kicked away the hag who was still playing the toad, threw a handful of messy things on the table, and started selling them on the spot. (To be continued.)