I seem to be an evil god

"What about soldiers? The entrance fee is 10 gold coins. If you don't pay, you won't be allowed in."

The defenders still spoke arrogantly, and Snowden's face turned red. This was the first time he had been in such a situation while on a mission.

bass!

Snowden unsheathed his sword and pressed the sharp blade against the neck of the city gate guard.

"what are you saying?!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry!"

As soon as the sword flashed here, an experienced guard guard over there ran over, "The new guy is ignorant!"

The old guard took one look at Snowden's ID and immediately let Liu Dao and others into the city.

Snowden snorted coldly and followed Liu Dao in. After entering the city, Snowden was still a little angry at the soldiers guarding the gate for not showing appreciation, but Liu Dao noticed something was wrong.

When Snowden's long sword reached the guard's neck, the guard's expression was almost expressionless. Although the sharp sword blade was on his neck, there was neither fear nor anger.

And when the old guard behind him pushed him away, the expression of the city gate soldier remained unchanged.

No matter how you put it, human expressions and mentality will definitely change according to the situation. Whether it is Snowden's threat or the push from the old guard, under normal circumstances, the gatekeepers should have changes in their expressions.

And if the scene that Liu Dao saw just now occurs, either he has a very strong will to become a soldier, or he is not human.

Liu Dao thought for a while, then smiled indifferently.

There is a problem in this city, what does it have to do with him? He just came here to buy horses.

However, when they arrived at the carriage house, Liu Dao realized that things were not that simple.

"Guest, I'm sorry, there is an epidemic in the city recently, and all the horses have fallen ill."

Coming out of the third carriage house, Liu Dao's expression was a little gloomy.

Canworth is only a small city, and the three carriage and horse dealers have exceeded the city's supply limit, which means that Liu Dao cannot buy horses for the journey from official channels.

After finding a hotel to stay, Liu Dao's expression became more and more wrong the more he thought about it.

He ordered his soldiers to go to various gates of the city to observe whether they were blocking merchants from entering or exiting the city.

In the evening, Liu Dao in the hotel got the result. There were no restrictions on entering and exiting the city gate. However, due to the lack of horses, most travelers chose to walk.

"Did I guess wrong?"

Liu Dao shook his head depressedly, looked at the sky, and decided to take a nap first.

Since you can't buy horses through formal channels, try informal channels.

At the end of the moon, Liu Dao woke up from his sleep, called Snowden, and the two sneaked out of the room.

In the hotel lobby, apart from some drunken drunkards, only the bartender remained sober.

Liu Dao took out a gold coin and placed it lightly on the counter. The waiter's eyes lit up and he stopped wiping the wine glass.

"What do you two want to know?"

Liu Dao smiled and said without hesitation, "Where is the nearest extraordinary market? It's best to be one that can't be opened during the day."

The bartender smiled skillfully and took out a small, thinly rolled piece of paper from his arms.

"Three gold coins."

Liu Dao sneered and turned to take away the gold coins on the counter. The waiter's expression changed and he quickly stuffed the note into Liu Dao's hand.

"Thank you for your patronage."

Seeing the expression on the bartender's face, "You've got the money, don't even think about going back on it." Liu Dao smiled and left the hotel with Snowden.

After Liu Dao and the two left, the bartender smiled strangely, took out the gold coin and bit it in his mouth. There was a click. The bartender took out the gold coin with a corner missing and put it in the drawer with a happy expression.

Afterwards, the waiter took out a handmade cigarette, put it to his lips and lit it.

The turquoise smoke floated out along the air, looking like a long and thin colorful line.

Liu Dao and Snowden followed the address given by the bartender and found the entrance to the market. It was a dark alley. Liu Dao walked to the end of the alley and looked at the wall in a daze.

According to the answer given by the bartender, the wall at the end of the alley is just an illusion. It is just to block ordinary people. The other end of the wall is the entrance to the black market. The way to enter is to inject inner energy into the third brick in the center of the wall, so that the illusion can will disappear and can enter the black market.

However, in front of Liu Dao, he did not see any trace of the illusion. The significance of this made Liu Dao feel awe-inspiring.

There is a spiritual guru in this city!

At present, the only person who may cause trouble to Liu Dao is the spiritual master. Although Liu Dao is not afraid of mental control because of the old god in his body, if the other party's mental methods do not penetrate into the core of his soul, then The created fantasy Liu Dao is completely indistinguishable.

Just like the wall in Liu Dao's eyes, although he knows that it is an illusion, because this illusion only affects the external senses of the eyes, Liu Dao's spiritual defense mechanism will not be triggered, causing Liu Dao to be confused by the illusion. , can't see where the real entrance is.

Injecting inner energy, the wall in front of Liu Dao changed instantly, opening two passages to the left and right. According to the bartender, the black market was deep on the right.

Liu Dao and Snowden walked along the alley they had opened up. After walking for an unknown number of meters, a loud noise suddenly came from them.

It was as if they had just blinked and the scene in front of them had completely changed when they opened their eyes.

In the colorful streets, the quarrels between vendors and buyers are endless. Shops of different colors are lined up on both sides of the street. The smell wafting from the shops is as dangerous as their colors.

Walking in the black market, Liu Dao frowned slightly.

It was not because of the hygiene problems in the black market, but because Liu Dao felt that everything in front of him was a bit incongruous, but he could not find the reason.

The sneaky vendors, the customers who hide their identities, the dangerous information revealed in the shops, and the unabashed hostility between the customers, all these are in line with the standard atmosphere of the black market.

Maybe I'm overthinking it?

Liu Dao shook his head and entered an extraordinary store called Paoma Park next to the street.

The owner of the shop is a middle-aged man wearing a black vest with four pockets sewn on it, and a pen in the right breast pocket.

Seeing Liu Dao come in, the middle-aged man didn't say much hello, and pointed at the counter next to him, "See what you want, and then call me after you think about it."

Liu Dao looked at the display cabinet on the side. There seemed to be small phantoms sealed inside by means of summoning. Among them were skeletal war horses covered in white bones, and hellish nightmares burning with flames.

Across the counter, Liu Dao was surprised by the rune technology contained in it. Although he could detect that it was a variant of the summoning method, the characteristics contained in it were unknown.

"Shop manager, are you interested in selling the runes you used to make these models?"

Liu Dao was delighted to see Hunter. For him who could only summon according to standard methods, this method of miniaturizing summons seemed to open the door to a new world for him.

The miniaturization of summoned objects has far-reaching meanings and effects.

If this skill is not unique to certain professions, then Liu Dao must use all means to include this knowledge in his library.