The Martial Unity

Chapter 1333

'Judging people by their appearances is generally something to be avoided if possible but...' He glanced around at the various people walking in and around the Derimont Bazaar. 'These are not the kind of people to be interested in buying books.'

Most of them carried visible weapons, and all of them carried concealed weapons. Daggers, swords, muskets, and other dangerous weapons accompanied every single normal human. Most of them had rugged and tattered appearances, torn clothes, bruised flesh, and scarred skin.

They were warriors.

Most of them chose to conceal their appearance in some way or the other. Those that didn't simply draw more attention. Regardless, they were not the type to visit a bookstore.

STEP

Rui paused as he felt a strangely soft sensation beneath his foot. His eyes widened as he realized he was stepping on the corpse of a man submerged in the dirt and grime.

SHOVE

"Move the fuck out of the way." A rough female voice behind him snarled as a woman shoved into him, walking past him. "Fucking tourists."

Nobody noticed that there was a dead body there.

that wasn't quite

They simply didn't care.

studied the ground and the streets carefully, noticing their faint red hue as he narrowed his eyes as a faint stench tickled

Blood.

the Derimont Bazaar that it had actually changed the color of the soil. If that was the case, then

in a single area be so apathetic. Regardless, there was nothing that

he went, and the mist continued thickening as he went deeper. It grew more silent and yet more dense as people flocked to stalls, carts, and spreads, looking to purchase

narcotic drugs, forbidden substances, even hard copies of pornographic material, funnily enough. Rui had already expected to see such things, yet he wasn't even that deep into the Derimont Sect, and the more controversial

seductive smile. She had skimpy clothes, smoking a pot. "Interested in spending

continued on his way as he continued gathering information on the

the Mind Palace, including Riemannian Echo. He had already grown accustomed to doing so in the Shionel Dungeon when he was working on the three-dimensional map that

footage once he returned if he failed. Suddenly, he paused with narrowed eyes as he glanced at an establishment to his right. It was the

the establishment. Most of them were neatly packed in body bags and were isolated in the basement in a cooled unit. Their bodies were dissected and he

noted, furrowing

ailment problem could be solved with healing potions, most couldn't, in fact. The demand for organ donors was just as high, if

even if it was illegal and prohibited in most places across the continent. It appeared that the Derimont Bazaar catered

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