Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　But it is obvious that he is not qualified to explore the answer to this mystery until he has ignited the divine fire, raised the divine throne, or possessed the strength to contend with the gods.

　Therefore, the necromancer wisely abandoned further contemplation of this issue and instead used his demigod-level Necromancy to delve into the souls of the local demons and excavate valuable knowledge about the common language of the Abyss—the Abyssal Language.

　As for using magic to search for one's destination?

　That's absolutely absurd!

　This is a bottomless abyss, teeming with bloodthirsty demons.

　If you openly chant spells in the street or cause obvious magical fluctuations, the demons will immediately regard you as an enemy who wants to harm them and will attack you without hesitation.

　Don't ever think you can reason with demons.

　It is the devil who speaks the truth, not these mad and bloodthirsty Tanaris demons.

　Therefore, to avoid unnecessary trouble, it is best to avoid casting any magic or divine spells within Broken Domain Town, and even more so to refrain from any threatening actions.

　Otherwise, even with the ban on red shrouds, the demons would inevitably cause unrest and chaos.

　Getting back to the point, thanks to the information he gleaned from the demon souls that had unfortunately stumbled upon a demigod-level necromancer, Moros acted in ways that belied a traveler from another world who was visiting Broken Domain for the first time.

　Following the directions of the confusingly real and fake signs on the street, he mingled among the bustling crowd (?) and headed towards his destination—a tavern called "Nightmare Envelopment".

　Along the way, Moros looked with great interest at the wide variety of goods on the stalls on both sides of the road and their owners.

　These uniquely shaped and incredibly diverse products are simply unbelievable.

　Understand their authenticity.

　After all, there are infinitely many planes in the Toril universe, and no one can recognize all the valuable items, so no one knows whether the things on the stalls are just gimmicks.

　Therefore, the chances of getting a bad deal when buying things here are extremely high.

　However, everything has two sides, and there is a considerable chance of finding a bargain when buying goods here.

　The reason is simple: many of these goods were stolen by their sellers.

　These sellers, limited by their own knowledge, profession, and other reasons, do not understand the value of the goods, or rather, they have no need for the goods at all.

　Therefore, buyers can take the opportunity to negotiate prices at will, spending very little to obtain all sorts of valuable items. Whether they use them themselves or resell them for exorbitant prices, it's a good option.

　However, finding bargains is risky. Putting aside how many merchants specialize in making counterfeit goods to fool fools, given the nature of evil, do you really expect him to admit defeat?

　Throughout Morros's journey, he has witnessed many instances where people actually found valuable items, but ultimately the outcomes were less than ideal.

　Acting as a free appraiser is considered a good outcome; more often than not, the person who successfully finds a bargain will be turned into a new product by the shop owner.

　Ultimately, it is a bottomless abyss, and even a succubus cannot be too harsh on such a practice that is too much in line with the nature of a demon.

　For example, what's happening right now.

　How much does this cost?

　A burly, unidentified demon picked up a piece of fruit from a stall and asked the stall owner for its price.

　"Three mid-tier soul crystals!"

　The stall owner, a bewitching demon that seemed to be of decent strength, replied.

　Without hesitation, the unknown demon handed over three mid-tier soul crystals to the Temptress in response to her offer.

　"May I ask what this is?"

　As the bewitching demon stall owner accepted the mid-level soul crystal from the unknown demon, he said something seemingly casually.

　The reason it is described as "seemingly" is mainly because Moros could sense that at the same time the Temptress spoke, she released an extremely powerful bewitching spell.

　Judging from the list of spells for bewitching demons, it should be a disguised application of the spell of confusion.

　Under the effect of the Confusion spell, the unknown demon's intelligence plummeted.

　He boasted smugly to the bewitching demon stall owner.

　"This is a magical fruit from XX plane. It can increase a spellcaster's spell slots without any side effects, and it has a significant effect on any spellcaster..."

　At this point, the unknown demon suddenly seemed confused.

　Why should I tell you this?

　Clearly, the effect of the Confusion spell was almost completely neutralized by this unknown demon.

　Seeing this, the seductive stall owner knew he couldn't continue to get knowledge for free, but he didn't care because he had already gotten what he wanted.

　A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the bewitching demon stall owner, and the next moment, a series of evil shadow attacks engulfed the bewildered, unknown demon.

　And then, nothing happened.

　The unknown demon, whose strength was already inferior to that of the seductive demon stall owner, was completely powerless to resist when it was ambushed.

　In just a few exchanges, the bewitching demon stall owner grabbed the unknown demon by the neck with one claw and twisted his head off.

　"Fool, how dare you try to take advantage of my bargain!"

　The seductive demon stall owner, cursing as he killed the unknown demon, cut off valuable organs from the demon's body and displayed them on his stall.

　After collecting new goods from the corpse of the unknown demon, the Temptress vendor tossed the mangled corpse aside.

　Then they continued to sell their products as if nothing had happened.

　After observing the Temptress's condition and finding that she was unharmed, the demon vendors nearby acted as if nothing had happened and continued with their business.

　Clearly, they have become accustomed to such things.

　The reason I was observing the state of the bewitching demon stall owner was simply to see if I could take the opportunity to make some profit.

　Soon, several low-ranking demons approached the corpse of the unknown demon who had successfully looted the body and dragged it into a restaurant on the street.

Chapter 588 Purchasing Intelligence

　Ignoring the newly stocked demon products, Moros walked straight to the stall of the Temptress vendor.

　He casually tossed down three mid-tier soul crystals that radiated a faint blue glow.

　Then, an invisible yet powerful force of force quietly surged, drawing the magical fruit, which was of great significance to the spellcaster, into its palm.

　"What are you doing? This thing..."

　The bewitching stall owner had barely begun speaking when he was abruptly silenced by the undisguised demigod aura emanating from the necromancer, and the words that were already on his lips were swallowed back.

　"This... was originally intended for you..."

　The seductive demon stall owner swallowed hard, feeling extremely...

　He sincerely declared that all the goods on the stall were at the mercy of the powerful spellcaster before him.

　Admittedly, the master of Broken Domain Town—the Enchantress Red Shroud—had established many rules, but rules are always set for the weak; for the strong, they are nothing but empty words.

　Faced with an exceptionally powerful being, she would never risk offending a being of the necromancer's caliber for the sake of a mere, arrogant demon.

　In the dog-eat-dog world of the Abyss, even the slightest disrespect can lead to devastating consequences, let alone the insolence of the Temptress stall owner.

　Therefore, in order to save his own life, the seductive stall owner wisely chose to sacrifice some of his wealth to avert this potential disaster.

　Moros showed no surprise at the change in the seductive vendor's attitude.

　After selecting a few more items he liked at the stall, he leisurely left the stall of the Bewitching Demon vendor.

　Only after the necromancer's figure had completely disappeared from sight did the bewitching stall owner breathe a sigh of relief.

　He knew he had survived.

　Thank you, Broken Domain Town...

　The stall owner, who was tempted by the demon, secretly rejoiced.

　He knew perfectly well that the only reason he had survived was because the spellcaster had spared him, out of consideration for the powerful succubus magician—the one in the red shroud—who was in charge of the Broken Domain Town.

　In fact, if this weren't Broken Domain Town, and if Moros hadn't been unwilling to add unnecessary trouble to his already challenging path to becoming a hero template, this Temptress stall owner would probably have already become a pile of magical materials.

　To dare to show disrespect to a legitimate necromancer from the cemetery faction, this bewitching stall owner certainly has a lot of guts.

　It took Moros a full three hours to finally find the extremely luxurious-looking tavern in the heart of Broken Domain Town.

　Nightmares linger in the air; one of the largest taverns in Broken Domain Town.

　Few people or demons dare to cause trouble here, because the waiters and guards are all succubi.

　In Broken Domain Town, a demonic city controlled by succubi, this clearly demonstrates one thing—

　Standing behind this tavern is none other than the Enchantress, the Red-Robed Mage himself.

　Of course, given the demons' chaotic nature, there are occasional instances of demons causing trouble in the tavern.

　However, these farces, aside from adding a few more hanging demon remains to the walls of Broken Domain Town, did not cause any real ripples.

　The tavern's decor, reminiscent of a nightmare, exudes a minimalist yet alluring red ambiance.

　The floor, walls, bar, roof, tables and chairs, and even the uniforms of the employees and guards were all covered in a fiery red.

　Blood red, wine red, crimson...

　These rich shades of red intertwine to create a unique atmosphere.

　Inside the tavern, the succubi's tone of voice as they spoke to the customers, their graceful figures, and their shimmering pink eyes all exuded endless allure.

　If a customer considers himself physically strong, wealthy, and incredibly brave, and is not afraid of being drained, then he may be able to have something happen with these extremely alluring succubi.

　Besides serving as a social and entertainment venue, Nightmare Tavern also carries another important mission.

　It is the most authoritative intelligence trading center in Duanyu Town.

　Thanks to the reputation of the Spellcaster, no other place in the vast and boundless Abyss Plains can provide more reliable intelligence.

　Of course, this only applies to the demons.

　As the mortal enemies of demons, the devils naturally wouldn't choose to conduct their intelligence exchanges in Broken Domain Town.

　Getting back to the point, just as the necromancer pushed open the door and stepped steadily into the Nightmare-Enchanted Tavern, a succubus dressed in a bright red leather outfit immediately came to greet him.

　Although succubi are often dangerous and deadly to mortal races, they occupy the lower rungs of the cruel food chain in the Abyss, and can only survive by attaching themselves to more powerful demons and pleasing them.

　That's why their gaze is always exceptionally sharp and precise.

　Moreover, Moros did not make any effort to conceal his whereabouts.

　For these succubi, who have succubi backing them up and who run the Nightmare Tavern, the news that a powerful necromancer is about to arrive is not a secret that is difficult to find out.

　"Respected Mage, welcome to Nightmare-Enchanted Tavern. Please allow me to introduce our tavern's signature drinks and delicacies."

　The succubus spoke in her magnetic and alluring voice.

　At the same time, she gently flicked her heart-shaped tail, and a beautifully crafted menu floated in front of the necromancer.

　After casually glancing at the menu, Moros nonchalantly ordered a few signature dishes.

　After the succubus took back the menu, he gestured for her to lead him to a more private and quiet room.

　Upon hearing the necromancer's request, a glint of excitement and anticipation flashed in the succubus's eyes.

　Whether the powerful spellcaster before her wanted to buy valuable information or have an unspeakable story with her, it was something the succubus would be extremely happy to do.

　The former could earn her a hefty commission, while the latter could unexpectedly enhance her abilities.

　In the private room meticulously arranged by the succubus, Moros leisurely enjoyed the signature dishes of the Nightmare-Enchanted Tavern, paying for the meal with a few soul crystals that shimmered with an eerie light, thus elegantly completing this feast for the taste buds.

　Then, he slowly spoke, revealing his true purpose for coming to this tavern.

　"I've heard that this is the most authoritative intelligence trading center in Duanyu Town, and I'd like to purchase some information."

　Upon hearing this, a subtle slyness flashed in the succubus's eyes.

　But in the blink of an eye, she reverted to her respectful demeanor.

　"Of course, esteemed guest, whether it's the secrets of the abyss, the movements of demons, or any disturbance on the Plains of Ten Thousand Abyss, we can provide it to you as long as you are willing to pay the corresponding price."

　"hope so."

　As he spoke, Moros explained in detail the information he needed to the succubus before him.

　"I need……"

Chapter 589 Choosing a Target and the Sedum Magician's Fear

　Holding the information he had purchased from the succubus, Moros strolled leisurely out of the tavern called Nightmare's Embrace.

　He walked briskly and calmly, completely oblivious to the perilous atmosphere around him.

　At this moment, the necromancer looked more like he was strolling through a peaceful and orderly neighborhood than in this bottomless abyss ravaged by demons and fraught with danger.