Chapter 1590 Friendly Negotiation

Grimm came to the bar leisurely.

He knocked on the granite chopping board with his hand and said casually: "Let's have some food and drink..." Then he added viciously, "I want normal food! If you dare to fool me with food of unknown origin, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life..."

Inside the bar was a strong minotaur with tendons all over his body, but his body was slightly shorter than that of ordinary minotaur. Grimm looked inside and found that the minotaur's legs had been cut off below the knees. In order to facilitate walking, he added two short and thick stone legs.

The stone-legged minotaur seemed to be the owner of this tavern. He wore a relatively complete chain mail on his upper body. One of the two fangs protruding from his lips was broken. There was a scar on his old face that almost cut through his entire cheek...

Hearing Grimm's threatening words, it stopped wiping the wine glass in its hand, looked up and glanced, and immediately showed a look of vigilance and fear on its face.

Those who can hang out in Broken Domain Town and open a bar here may not be the strongest, but they are the most capable. There are at least 1,000 drinkers and travelers who come and go here every day. They look strange and have various purposes, but few of them can catch the eye of the old bull Koen.

As a minotaur who participated in ten bloody battles and survived by chance, Koen has been lucky enough in his life, so lucky that the bloody battle mercenaries who make a living in the whole Broken Domain Town are a little jealous.

Whenever the tavern is popular, the minotaur Koen will excitedly jump on the bar and brag about his bloody battle history, and the most attractive one is undoubtedly that he confronted a demigod-level demon head-on.

At that time, it was only level 4, but it was able to save its life from a demigod demon...

Apart from anything else, this alone is enough for it to brag.

Of course, it also suffered enough in that battle.

Both legs were cut off, and his face was cut by the big demon's terrifying scythe...

And its overall strength also fell from the peak of level 4 to level 3, and its physical fitness was even worse than before. It had no choice but to come to Duanyu Town to open a tavern, sell wine every day, chat with the drinkers who came, and want to spend the rest of its life.

It is precisely because of participating in the bloody battle that the minotaur Koen is extremely sensitive to the energy breath of strangers.

The human male in front of him, who is two and a half meters tall, wrapped in a black traveler's cloak, and even his hands and face are not revealed, touched his fragile and sensitive heartstrings as soon as he arrived. The minotaur Koen had an inexplicable feeling that the man in front of him seemed like a dull and depressing terrifying volcano. Once it erupted, the entire bar and even the entire Duanyu Town would be in danger of overturning at any time...

This man is at least a demigod, and may even be stronger... Koen muttered secretly.

With this cognition, its attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.

"Your Zuo Kelan wine!" Koen carefully took out a small black bottle from the bottom of the bar, wiped the huge wine glass in his hand with a relatively clean white cloth again and again, and filled it with wine after confirming that it was spotless, and gently pushed it in front of Grimm.

Grimm raised his nose and sniffed, a strong fruit wine aroma, although the quality was very ordinary, but in the Abyss Realm, it was good to have something to drink, so there was no need to be so picky and delicate.

"Where's the food?" Grimm frowned and asked.

The tauren Koen spread his hands, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his ugly old face. He whispered: "This is Broken Domain Town, where can there be any normal food... This bottle of Zuo Kelan wine was left by a grassland elf who came here three years ago. I have never been willing to drink it!"

"Then what do they eat..." Grimm pointed to the next door.

In a corner of the bar far away from them, several human mercenaries from other planes were eating a huge rib with their mouths full of oil, looking very happy.

"That was a corpse picked up from the bloody battlefield. Abyss, who knows what kind of creature the ribs are from... Anyway, the guys who come here have no tomorrow, so it's good to fill their stomachs, so why bother about what they eat!" Cohen shrugged and answered easily.

Grimm's eyes flashed with blue light, and the chip quickly displayed the information prompt after scanning the ribs.

"Based on the meat quality and the size and shape of the ribs, it can be inferred that the ribs belong to some kind of humanoid creature. It is estimated that the probability of human is 41, the probability of orc is 27, and the probability of minotaur is 15..."

Grimm felt a nausea and vomiting, and his disgust for the abyss world increased a little.

He hurriedly stopped the chip from continuing to display and quickly blocked this information.

The food was so bad and weird, so the glass of fruit wine in front of him would naturally not be much better.

The wine itself may be fine, but the white cloth used by the minotaur boss to wipe the wine glass looks like it was torn from the lining of a dead soldier, and the guest on the wine glass may be a drooling Quasser...

When he thought of this, Grimm felt extremely disgusted even when he touched the wine glass.

It seems that he is a newcomer who has just arrived in the abyss. I just don't know what his purpose is in running here... The minotaur Koen secretly observed and made a judgment based on his experience.

"My lord, what are you doing here?" The minotaur Koen took the initiative to bring up the topic.

"I want to go to Feilag!" Grimm did not hide anything and directly stated his purpose: "I heard that the entrance there has been closed, and only those who participate in the bloody battle can enter..."

At his level, he can do anything without any disguise or disguise. Because he has the absolute strength to ensure that his will is implemented, he naturally does not need to do those fancy and time-wasting boring things.

It turned out that he wanted a ticket to enter Feilag...

The minotaur Koen stretched out his blood-red tongue and licked his dry lips, and said respectfully with a simple and sincere attitude: "With your strength, you naturally don't need to participate in the bloody battle to prove anything. Just make a request to the succubi, and they will personally hand over the ticket to the city and send you there!"

The minotaur did not lie about this.

With the demigod-level strength shown by Grimm, he will be treated with courtesy and preferential treatment wherever he goes. If he was willing to show his rank 6 strength, even the legendary Red Shroud Master who was behind the scenes controlling all affairs in Broken Domain Town would probably be alarmed.

After all, the rank 6 Fire Witch was a well-known evil god in the eyes of everyone in the Abyss Realm!

Sure enough, he couldn't get around it and had to deal with the group of Brilliant Sisters... Grimm shook his head and sighed secretly, silently evaluating the possible follow-up impact of this matter.

You know, he is no longer a small figure now, but a real rank 6 boss who can call the wind and rain. Wherever he goes, even if it is not his own intention, he will set off one storm after another in the local area.

There is nothing else, only strength!

If a wild dog and a mountain fox get into a small temple in a mountain village, people may look at this matter with a very calm mentality, expel it if they want to, feed it if they want to, and it is not worth making a fuss about it. But if a tiger or a giant elephant suddenly runs in, everyone will sleep restlessly, lose their appetite, and be terrified all day long, not knowing how to deal with themselves.

This is the situation of Grimm now.

With his identity and status, if he rashly contacts the Sisters of Glory, it is very likely to cause a big disturbance in Duanyu Town. Those who want to use him, harm him, or simply want to befriend a demigod will involuntarily focus their attention on him, which may have an unpredictable and huge impact on Grimm's subsequent trip to the abyss.

Therefore, Grimm would not take the bright road of the upper-level Sisters of Glory, but instead seek help from the lower-level people like Minotaur Koen, just to avoid touching the intricate network of relationships in the abyss.

"I don't want to deal with the Sisters of Glory, I just want to enter Ferrag quietly. Do you have any way?" Grimm made a straightforward request.

Hearing the name of Sister Glory, Minotaur Koen was frightened and turned his head to look around, fearing that other drinkers would hear anything. But as far as he could see, a faint red light inexplicably appeared around him and the black-robed man. The sound from the outside world could still be clearly heard, but the sound of their conversation was trapped in the red light and could not be heard from outside.

What kind of magic is this? I didn't see him chanting a spell... The minotaur muttered to himself, and his evaluation of the black-robed man became higher.

"Seven days later, a group of bloody mercenaries will be sent to Feilag. At that time, I will arrange you into the accompanying caravan, and you can enter Feilag from the small road without alarming the guards there..." The minotaur Koen hurriedly offered advice.

Although it is a small figure, it has lived and operated in Duanyu Town for decades, and naturally knows a lot more about various hidden ways than a newcomer.

"Well, how much does it cost?" Grimm nodded with satisfaction.

"The fee is charged per person. I wonder how many people you want to bring into Ferag!"

"Four of us..." Grimm did not hide it.

"That will cost 40,000 Woking coins... This is the best price I can get for you!" The minotaur Koen said flatteringly.

The Abyss does not produce gold and silver, so naturally there are no mints or gold and silver institutions. However, there are many creatures traveling between the main plane and the Abyss every day, so some gold and silver from the main material plane naturally flow into the Abyss.

Among all kinds of gold coins, the gold coins minted by Woking, the goddess of wealth in the world of gods, are the most accepted by races in various planes. Therefore, Woking coins have become one of the more common currencies at the bottom of the Abyss.