Flying in the skies of the Chaos Abyss would definitely be difficult for any ordinary creature. The clouds were always dark, and thunderstorms and hailstorms made flying dangerous. The air would often have the stench of sulfur, and even the rain would have the smell of rot.
But for black dragon Hakas, flying in the skies was like a fish in water. This was the smell of his home.
The vast land was right below him, but everything was monotonous and boring. Everything before him was grayish-black, but there was a patch of grayish-green at the end of the horizon.
That was a peninsula surrounded by countless gray trees. In the center of the swamp, there was a rather lively market.
The Onibaba Market was a simple name. It was the largest market in the mortal plane, and the Onibabas were one of the few intelligent creatures in the mortal plane.
"Those Onibabas aren't easy to deal with. Even if you're strong enough, you won't be able to win against those scammers and villains who are filled with evil and venom. You country bumpkin from the mortal plane, bringing treasures here will be the reason for your death. "
Onibabas were an almost extinct species in the mortal plane. Just like the wood spirits, they were an all-female species. However, unlike the wood spirits, who had a pleasant-looking appearance, Onibabas were all wrinkled old women. Or, more accurately, they were witches who had passed their prime.
They had long noses with strange tumors, twisted and disgusting hair, wrinkled skin, and twisted magic wands. Together with black capes and pointy hats, they were just like evil witches from fairy tales.
While the Onibabas were still in the mortal plane, they would mostly act as witches and witches. Most of them would sign contracts with powerful demons or devils from the lower planes and act as their agents in the lower planes. The mages and mages from the lower planes were quite famous … for tricking and tricking people.
Greed, slyness, and jealousy weren't really big problems. As long as the goods were good, someone would definitely buy them. But if they tricked their customers and suppliers, then they would offend powerful beings from the lower planes after offending the mortal plane. These Onibabas wouldn't take it easy.
Not only were such magical creatures rare in the mortal plane, they were also rare even in the other levels of the Chaos Abyss. Nobody was an idiot. Being tricked once was considered bad luck, but being tricked again and again without taking revenge would mean that they weren't demons anymore.
"Come take a look, a SemiGod Equipment magic sword with three types of curse magic. It's astonishingly powerful. Only two hundred spirit coins or goods of the same price! "
Souls had always been the hard currency of the lower planes, and when part of the River Styx changed course, the lower planes also welcomed a period of deflation that was worthy of celebration. Soul Coins became even more valuable.
Seeing that I was a Dragon Knight and an unfamiliar face, the green-haired Onibabe who was trying to sell the magic sword almost extended her magic sword to me.
Two hundred souls in exchange for a SemiGod Equipment was indeed not expensive. I could sense the powerful curse on that gray magic sword, but …
"… The curse is actually an extremely effective Mental Retardation spell? It'll automatically be triggered as soon as I hold the magic sword, and then I'll obediently hand over the money pouch?"
Expressionlessly, I kicked the Onibaba away. The potion that had already been activated in her arms spilled all over the ground. A drop of the potion landed on an Onibaba next to her, and it actually turned her into a toad.
It seemed that there was no such thing as a safe zone in this market. Merchants could easily cheat their customers.
"Take it …"
An icy aura emanated from beneath my dragon armor. My eyes exuded the power of death. A high-level Black Knight who was capable of controlling a black dragon wasn't someone a low-level Onibaba who needed to sell fake goods on the street could afford to provoke.
I lifted the Onibaba up with one hand and stuffed the hilt of her magic sword into her mouth. She whimpered a few times, and then her eyes rolled back as she lay on the ground and began to cry like a toad.
The merchants around me paused for a moment before becoming lively again, as if nothing had happened at all. It was as if such a thing was quite normal.
It wasn't like I hadn't experienced such an environment before. In such a hostile environment, pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger would make me a pig. Revealing my claws would actually save me some trouble.
If I was scammed, these people would definitely rush up to me and sell my weapons and equipment on the spot. My physical body could be sold as meat, and my soul could be processed into money. Nothing would be wasted.
I looked around and saw that not all the vendors were Onibaba. In fact, it was quite the opposite. The Onibaba stalls didn't have any customers at all. There were only a few lizardmen walking back and forth in front of their stalls. They were probably professional scammers. The Onibaba didn't seem to be in a hurry either. They kept sneakily glancing at the new customers, as if they were simply doing some business while watching over their stalls.
"Freshly made magical steel battle axes, the work of a blacksmith master. Take it for two soul coins."
"Dragon bones, dragon feces, and dragon eyeballs. This is the harvest of the powerful Bloodspear tribe during the entire rainy season! I only want to exchange them for female slaves that can give birth and soul coins. Powerful magical weapons are fine as well. Onibaba and Onibaba, get the hell out of my sight! "
It would seem that there was a powerful tribe of dark dwarves and lizardmen nearby. A blacksmith master wouldn't be something that a small tribe would be able to raise. From mining, smelting, and smithing, one needed a complete dwarven society. A fully developed weapon would be sufficient proof of this.
A lizardmen tribe capable of hunting dragons would need at least two thousand people. They would also need high-level mages like great prophets and witch doctors. It was even possible that they had tamed dragons. Only such a lizardmen tribe would dare to call themselves dragonmen. Of course, dragons wouldn't recognize such a tribe.
Behind me, Hakas in his human form had an expression of displeasure as he watched the proud lizardmen. He didn't say a single word as he watched his black dragon brethren being torn apart and sold. It would seem that even he was afraid of this Bloodspear tribe.
Dark dwarves, lizardmen, and demons were all evil creatures that would be hunted down the moment they appeared in the mortal plane. But here, they were synonymous with trustworthiness. This was especially true for that three-meter-tall high-level Berserker Demon. He actually hung a sign around his neck saying that he was selling himself.
"I take care of food and succubi. I kill people."
This was a simple language of the Chaos Abyss with simple logic. High-level Berserker Demons were incredibly powerful. It seemed like a good deal, but nobody asked me about it.
If it had been a demon of the same power level, it would have been sold long ago. However, nobody dared to buy a Berserker Demon whose brain was no bigger than a walnut.
After all, nobody could guarantee that this demon would get high from fighting. Or, perhaps it wouldn't get high enough and would casually kill off its employer. If a Berserker Demon, who was known for being a single-celled cannon fodder among all single-celled demons, wouldn't it be anyone else's fault if they died?
I hesitated upon seeing that the market was even livelier than I had expected. My original plan had been to trade with the Onibaba, but the Onibaba Demons were truly dishonest. Now that there were other species here, should I try trading with someone else?
But no matter what, if I wanted to buy something, I needed to have the goods on hand. I didn't have a single soul coin on me right now.
And so, I kicked away the Onibaba who was still pretending to be a toad. I tossed a bunch of random items onto the counter and began selling them on the spot.
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