Dragon Hermit

"Those who can enter the city are those parasitized by demon seeds, so although Wasteland City has no city walls, you don't have to worry about being infiltrated by enemies..." Walking in the market, John explained to Xia Yan and others in a low voice.

"Demons rule this world, are there still enemies?" Yuan Tianfeng asked curiously.

"Aren't we enemies?" John laughed.

"Uh... I'm asking if there are any other enemies?" Yuan Tianfeng hesitated and said.

"Demons have conquered so many worlds, how can they not have enemies? No matter how perverted the demon seeds are, they can parasitize everyone in every world. There are resistance forces in almost all worlds. They also sneak into hell, like Strong Magic Just like the master, although these forces do not pose much of a threat to the devil, they can still cause a lot of trouble. With the moon curtain, these troubles can only happen outside the city and have little effect." John said.

"Are there any other races in this world that can compete with demons?" Xia Yan asked, "It's impossible for them to exist without natural enemies, right?"

"Even if there is, not many people know about it." John said with a bitter smile, "Compared with demons, we are like a group of ants. How can ants know about human affairs?"

"Have you ever seen a demon? How strong is a real demon?" Phoenix asked.

"That is to say, the last time the lich attracted the demon, I saw it once. Tsk tsk, to use your Chinese terminology, it means that it is indomitable. As for how strong it is, I don't know. Once the demon comes, everyone has demons in their bodies. Everyone who has the seed is under its coercion and must kneel down and bow its head. You will know that kind of scene when you see it." John sighed.

"Hey, Master, look, what is this?" The adults were chatting about some serious topics. Xiao Juan was bored and looked around. Everything here was different from the earth. She watched with relish. At this time she stopped in front of a small stall, pointed at something and asked.

Everyone stopped and gathered around to take a look, and saw dozens of miscellaneous things placed on the small stall where furoshiki was spread out, including stones of various colors, teeth, claws and skins of wild beasts, and some other strange things. Utensils that know their purpose.

"Why do you sell fake tiger bones at a stall in the urban-rural fringe area?" Lei Ying couldn't help complaining.

"Pfft!" Several people from China couldn't help but laugh. Jin, Thompson and John didn't understand why they were laughing. After hearing the explanation, Thompson also laughed and said: "Actually, there is a stall like this in the United States."

The thing Xiao Juan pointed to was a bead the size of an egg. There was a long and narrow black line in the middle of the bead. Compared with other things that looked like knockoffs, this bead was very eye-catching.

Xia Yan found the existence of this bead in his memory. He looked at the person setting up the stall, and it turned out to be a rough-looking man, and he looked like a human.

This man was wrapped in a tattered linen cloth, including his headband and body. Only his face was exposed, looking at Xia Yan and his group expressionlessly.

"What is this?" Xiao Juan pointed at the bead and asked him. He just shook his head, said something, and pointed to his ear.

"There's a language barrier!" Xiao Juan said depressedly.

"I'll ask him." Upon hearing this man's words, Xia Yan's heart moved, and he opened his mouth to say a string of words that no one could understand. htK

"Lich, what language do you speak?" Phoenix asked in surprise.

"You can't be blind... uh..." Yuan Tianfeng was just halfway through his words when he heard the stall owner respond to Xia Yan's words and started talking to him. It was obvious that they spoke the same language.

"Why does this guy know the languages ​​of other worlds?" Yuan Tianfeng, Thunder Eagle and Phoenix looked at each other, and Jin and Thompson also looked surprised. Liu Xueer and Xiao Juan were not too surprised. They were used to Xia Yan having all kinds of incredible abilities. It was not surprising at all that he could speak a language that no one knew.

Selina was not surprised at all. The last time she came to hell, Xia Yan had interrogated two aliens. At that time, the two people spoke the same language as this man now. At that time, Xia Yan could already talk to them.

The man setting up the stall was naturally from Tianqi Continent, otherwise Xia Yan would not be able to speak the alien language no matter how talented he was.

Moreover, this stall owner is still a human race in Apocalypse Continent, which is the most numerous race in Apocalypse Continent. Even if the languages ​​​​are different in different places, with the longevity and wisdom of the lich, he knows every language in Apocalypse Continent, and there is no difficulty in conversation.

"How to sell this ice python's eyeball?" Xia Yan was bargaining with the stall owner at this time.

"...Two intermediate silver bones." The stall owner was not surprised because Xia Yan spoke the language of Apocalypse Continent. After all, there were many people from Apocalypse Continent in Wasteland City. And speaking of it, he was not willing to negotiate the price with his compatriots. After all, everyone knew the basics and would be more aggressive in bargaining, and it was easier to fool foreigners who did not know the goods, so he started shouting sky-high prices.

"Intermediate Silver Bone?" Xia Yan glanced at John, who stretched out his hand and gestured, meaning that the Intermediate Silver Bone was about this long. Xia Yan looked at it and was surprised. It was no different in length from the silver bone taken out from the giant beast. The silver bone taken out of such a powerful behemoth is only intermediate level. How powerful a creature must be that can produce high-level silver bone?

This also let Xia Yan know that the person in front of him was shouting a sky-high price. Although the ice python is powerful, it cannot be compared with the giant beast. This ice python eyeball can at most be exchanged for a low-level silver bone.

"A low-level silver bone." Xia Yan immediately cut off an unknown number of pieces without being polite. He didn't know what the approximate exchange ratio between low-level silver bones and high-level silver bones was, but judging from the gap between giant beasts and demon dogs, I'm afraid the exchange ratio between rice dollars and yen was almost the same. This knife cut off nine More than nine percent.

"Not for sale!" the stall owner said immediately, casting a disdainful look.

"Then two low-level silver bones." Xia Yan increased the price.

"Not for sale!" The stall owner still did not hesitate.

"Three?" Xia Yan stared at his face and increased the price little by little, not because he was reluctant, but because he wanted to test the price standards of Wasteland City.

This time the stall owner didn't speak at all and just waved his hand to indicate that Xia Yan could leave.

"How about we barter? Tell me what you need. Maybe I have it here." Xia Yan asked again.

"What do you have?" The stall owner raised his eyelids, looked at Xia Yan and his group, and asked.

"What do you want?" Xia Yan asked.

"If you have a good sword, I will trade it with you." The stall owner said.

"What kind of swordsman are you?" Xia Yan asked.

"Fire attribute." The stall owner said.

"I don't have one on me..." Xia Yan had just said half a sentence when he saw the stall owner's expression change and he smiled again: "But I can make one for you, as long as you have the right materials."

"Are you a blacksmith?" the stall owner asked, his eyes brightening.

"No, I am an alchemist." Xia Yan said with a slight smile.