"Why, when you go into the dark passage: I keep watching." The smile on the corner of the old man's mouth expanded: "Look, isn't that comrade-in-arms of yours being left where you are?" ”

"When we come out of the market, we will definitely come and take him. What's your business? DeWitt said dissatisfied.

It is really unpleasant that a soldier who has just been lost is mentioned in such a frivolous way.

"I'm afraid that before you come back, your comrades will be gone. After all, Xiaocai likes to eat such fresh flesh and blood the most. The old man raised his hand and pointed at the wall.

"Ahhh Several soldiers exclaimed.

The multicolored bumps on the walls were the colored stones that DeWitt and his party had thought were installed on the walls for lighting. As a result, when the soldiers approached and took a closer look, they found the scales that were dense on it, as well as the superficial transparent blood vessels.

There was a huge serpent hidden in the walls of this secret passage.

Cremont felt a cold sweat break down her back.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to remind you." The old man still maintained the smile on his face and continued: "After watching the door here for many years, I have to find a business for myself. ”

DeWitt glanced at R&F Lock's corpse not far behind him. He asked the old man, "How much is your business?" ”

"Don't say anything else, ten gold coins." The old man smiled happily and gestured with his index finger to his chest.

"Ten gold coins!" There was an exclamation from the crowd of warriors.

"Ten gold coins, we can give you. It's just that you not only have to help us preserve the soldier's body, but you also have to tell us the road ahead. Devitt said word for word.

He had been alerted to the strangeness of the market ruled by the centaurs, and in order to get out of it safely, he had to take the opportunity to ask for information in the first place.

"Yes." The old man was interested: "It's just that the people who live in this market are all good people who abide by the rules." What do you want me to tell you to write? ”

"Who is running this fair?" DeWitt asked.

"Of course, it's hosted by the top forces of the various races on the island." The old man smiled: "You can go in and take a look, you will know, the power of one race cannot support the business transportation of this market. ”

"What can we get in this bazaar?" Cremont threw out another question.

The old man paused for a moment and said, "As long as you want to buy it, this market will sell it." ”

"Are there any special rules for this fair?" DeWitt thought for a moment and then asked one last question.

The old man smiled lightly: "This market is a kaleidoscope. There are different rules for different people. If you want me to tell you more about it, forget it. ”

After receiving the old man's reply, DeWitt stood still for a while. Eventually, ten shiny gold coins were pulled out of his bosom. It was sprinkled in the old man's hand.

"Huh." The old man shook the gold coin in his hand twice. After taking a deep look at DeWitt, he disappeared in front of everyone.

"Let's move on." DeWitt commanded.

This dark passage was not as long as expected, and after a while, Devit and the others stood in front of another door at the end of the dark passage.

"Kara—" DeWitt solemnly twisted the lock.

All kinds of clamor poured into the crowd standing at the door.

The streamer on the colored snake in the dark passage also disappeared at this moment.

"What kind of place is this?" A soldier looked back and forth and couldn't help but speak.

It was pitch black in the tunnels, and what appeared in front of them was a huge air like a workshop illuminated by a dark blue light.

There seemed to be a hazy smoke still flowing from the room.

Although he felt that there were people moving in front of him, he couldn't see anyone's face clearly.

"It's weird." Abel said.

When he tried to cast a spell to remove the smoke from his eyes, he found that it didn't make any difference.

These white fumes are like bricks and dirt under your feet, which are fixed in this room.

"I can't see the road at all." Cremont said with a frown.

"Let's go." DeWitt said.

Everyone could only follow the back of the person in front of them and grope forward, blending in with the flow of people.

"Smack-" A shrill whipping sound came from the right side of the line.

The soldiers looked over and saw a tiger-skinned girl with a collar around her neck prostrate on the ground, and in front of her was a middle-aged man in uniform with a leather whip.

The man shouted at the girl lying on the ground while unconcerned.

"Sick to your stomach—" Claremont glanced at it, then turned her head away.

As the group progressed, the scouts noticed more boys and girls naked in the nutrition pods, many of them wounded.

DeWitt sighed and said forbearingly, "If we find a place to supply food, let's go out quickly." ”

"Actually, I'm curious to see if there will be a store that provides food." Cremont rubbed her temples with a complicated expression.

The two walked in silence for a while, and saw one of the street shops in sight: a board in front of the door was full of cut meat.

"There's a butcher's shop, right?" Abel said in surprise.

"It should be." DeWitt looked at the store with hope in his eyes.

Cremont didn't say anything and walked straight to the door of the shop. He asked, "Hello, is this your butcher's shop?" ”

"Yes." A middle-aged man covered in grease fastened the straps of his overalls and walked over to reply.

Even though there was only a board less than a meter wide in front of them, Cremont couldn't see the butcher's face clearly.

Putting aside this doubt, Cremont smiled and continued to ask, "We want to buy some meat, may I ask what kind of animal is the meat you sell here?" ”

"Animals? We don't catch those. In front of you is fresh elven thigh meat. The butcher replied, "If you want to buy inferior meat like animals, you have to go a little further." ”

When Cremont heard the first words of the butcher's shopkeeper, his brain had not yet reacted, and his stomach churned.

"Got it, thanks." Clemmont covered her mouth and nodded, then exited the bar.

When he was about to leave, Clemmont realized that there were various names under the board of the meat.

Crémont took a bigger step when he saw the Terran nameplate.