As the two guards spoke, several cold lines of sight faintly popped out of a row of small holes on both sides of the black iron gate, locking on the muse, and as long as there was any abnormal movement, deadly crossbow arrows would be fired!

The Muse was not surprised by this kind of scrutiny that almost every underground exchange or black market would have, he just silently reached out of his hand from the wide gray robe, and then let the two rings on it shimmer with a hint of magic brilliance, and then quickly disappeared!

Able to be sent to guard an entrance to the Underground Exchange, these two guards are of course also people with some eyesight, and can tell that the rings revealed by the Muses are expensive spell items, and they cost far more than 500 gold coins!

Glancing at each other silently, the two guards nodded, "You can go in!"

"Follow the leader inside!!—or you'll not even know how you died!"

"The rules here will naturally tell you!"

"It doesn't matter who you are or what you have done. If you follow the rules, you will be the guest, and if you break the rules, you will be the enemy!"

With that, the two guards stepped back in both directions, and motioned for the Muse to step forward and stand where they had stood.

And when the muse stood still, the sound of a rattling chain mechanism sounded again, and the black iron gate did not move at all, but the ground under the muse's feet shook slightly, and then the ground broke away from a stone slab that was just enough to stand on, and sank down with the muse!

It seems that the conspicuous black iron gate is simply an ornament, or a vicious trap behind it!

Soon, the slate had fallen to the bottom, but it was a pitch-black passage, and a guide with a small dim lamp was already waiting ahead.

Looking at the muse who stepped down from the stone slab, he said in a hoarse voice, "Guest, please come with me." ”

"For 'newcomers', the journey may be a bit 'long', but after explaining the rules here, it will naturally arrive!"

"And when the guests get acquainted with us, they naturally don't have to be so troublesome!"

"Let's go, then. ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, and the muse, who had already seen and didn't know how many of these underground exchanges and black markets pretended to be mysterious, did not change his face, and just silently followed.

The leader then led the muse through the intricate passages while explaining the rules of the underground exchange, and only after an unknown number of detours did he stop in front of a wall.

"Welcome to the 'Anthill!'" seemed to add a bit of mystery to the husky voice of the leader, as he reached out and pressed against the wall!

Thundered!

The heavy wall moved aside on its own, revealing a huge space behind it!

In front of the muse was a huge underground cavern, in which there were many houses, all of which were opened shops, and many tents were set up in the open spaces everywhere, and all kinds of mercenaries, merchants, adventurers, and even robbers and thieves with their faces covered gathered together, pointing around a certain object, and occasionally after a whispered bidding, a deal was reached, and the trade items were all from smuggled goods to stolen goods and contraband!

Apparently there were countless passages in and out of the cave, and the Muse was only one of them. So from time to time, people enter from a secret place, gather in the flow of people in the underground exchange, and at the same time many people leave, everything is in order.

Of course, such an order was also established under the powerful force of the underground exchange, and a large number of guards were standing in various prominent positions in full armor, constantly vigilant and unrestrained, exuding a fierce aura, and there was no doubt that there would be more hidden in the shadows!

In fact, the person behind this underground exchange is the lord of Deira, or the Curtis family to which he belongs!

Even the underground exchange itself was built by the city lord at the time, the founder of the Curtis family, when the city was first established!

For the Curtis family, this underground exchange is their source of income alongside the two docks in the docklands!

"We wish you all the best things you need here. After watching the muse step in, the leader bowed slightly, and after saying this in a hoarse voice, the heavy wall slid through it on its own, obscuring the passage.

The muse glanced at the bustling flow of people in this underground exchange, his eyes flickered a few times, but his feet did not stop, like ordinary traders merged into the flow of people, hidden in it.

After blending in with the crowd, the muse only wandered around for a while, and he had already found a lot of porcelain, jewelry and other luxury goods in some stalls, and even a complete set of full-body armor on some stalls, hand guards, knee pads, helmets, steel boots, inner armor, and outer armor, all of which were in excellent condition, and the price was several percent lower than similar products in those stores!

But the strong smell of blood that still lingers on these things even after repeated washing proves the fact that these things are stolen goods, and they have not been sold until now, which undoubtedly shows that some people are staring at them, but they don't dare to do anything in the underground exchange.

If there is a stunned young man who thinks he can pick up the leak, then as long as he gets out of the underground exchange, he may not know when he will be killed, and then even the corpse will be thrown into the filthy and rancid gutter of Delacheng for the rats to eat!

But for the muse, these things are useless!

His only purpose here was to find the blacksmith shop opened by the gray dwarves, and then build a high-precision mold for making arcane constructs!

The Muse naturally has his own way of saying that dwarves who are hard and smelly, and who are as stubborn as rocks.

Although the cavern that served as an underground exchange was already quite large after the expansion of the Curtis family, it was still very easy to find a gray dwarf blacksmith shop.

As a dwarven race accustomed to living underground, the Grey Dwarves have always loved to carve out their homes and various buildings in the rocks, so it goes without saying that you can find them as long as you walk around the cave walls.

Soon, the Muse was standing in front of a deep cavern that radiated a wave of intense heat, all sorts of broken weapons and armor piled up on both sides of the hole, and a crooked lingua franca "the blacksmith of the heart of stone" was carved into the top of the cavern, looking like the carver had carved it when he was drunk.

Because the author has been very busy recently, the update may be a little convulsive, and here the author sincerely apologizes to the book friends who support this book, and I'm sorry.