Chapter 601
The Underdark was located in the Prime Material Plane, where many subterranean creatures lived.
The Prime Material Plane was the largest plane discovered in the Abyss Multiverse.
Many powerful deities were born there.
The Underdark was larger than expected, but most of the areas were not suitable for life to settle, or there were strange passages that led to the Abyss or even the Netherworld.
Therefore, the Underdark that people often spoke of actually referred to a small part of the area close to the surface.
The residents were mainly dark elves, gray dwarves, underground gnomes, mind flayers, and beholders.
If one went deeper into the Underdark, it was easy to encounter things that even the subterranean creatures did not want to encounter.
Moreover, the Underdark was very much like a garbage dump in the Prime Material Plane.
Anything that was not needed in the Prime Material Plane but had no place to put it would generally be thrown into the Underdark.
This included the subterranean races.
They did not originally live underground, but were swept into this garbage dump after losing various battles on the surface. They had to adapt for a long time before they became subterranean races.
Even during the Age of Gods, there was a large-scale escape of Abominations from the Abyss. Those that could not be killed or captured were mostly driven into the Underdark.
It was also because of this that the Underdark became a good place to hide things.
There were rumors that things that appeared on the continent and then disappeared, such as divine titles, artifacts, and so on. Most of them quietly stayed in the Underdark.
And there were people who really found precious things there, such as artifacts.
And there were always people who were willing to hide things there.
Therefore, once the Underdark became lively, it was very likely that some precious treasures hidden in the Underdark had been discovered.
Recently, the number of unknown outsiders in the Underdark had slowly increased, so most of the well-informed people understood something.
Because of the special geographical characteristics of the Underdark Region, the residents of the Underdark Region gathered together as city-states where they could survive.
But each city-state had a different form of government.
For example, the dark elven city-state had a matriarchal system, so the city lord of the city-state was elected by the matriarchs of several major families in the city.
Or it was the dictatorship of the mind flayers. This strange existence controlled the thinking of most people. Their system of government only had one center, and it was fine as long as the master of the mind flayers was happy.
In short, the Underworld races had their own survival wisdom, such as the Grey Dwarves' Blacksmith City.
There was a large flow of people here, mainly merchants and treasure hunters. No matter who they were, they all needed equipment. After all, they were entering the Underdark, a dangerous place. So this was their place of supply, and it was also the place where information flowed.
This group of grey dwarves seemed honest and only knew how to forge iron, but they were actually very cunning.
Muro Bronzebeard was such an existence. At the start, he was renowned as a locksmith in the Underdark and even the prime material plane. It was said that apart from gods, no one could break the locks he made with brute force.
He didn't know if it was because of this, but some people asked him to make a lot of chastity pants.
And his most famous deed was the chastity pants he made. After handing over the only key, he used his skills to make another key that was exactly the same, and most of them had been used.
There was nothing to be proud of. What he was proud of was the fact that he had survived despite his actions being exposed. Moreover, he was living a comfortable life.
Recently, he was very happy because he got a big job.
Someone asked him to make a treasure with a piece of a deity's nail.
Deity's things were all good things, and because of this, not everyone could use such good things.
At the very least, one needed to have master-level skills to forge this thing.
And he, Muro Bronzebeard, was such a grey dwarf with master-level forging skills. Because of this, he could survive, and because he was valuable.
"This deity's nail was most likely obtained from the Abyss. It's already turned into stone." Muro looked at the deity's nail, which was similar to his own, and thought about how to deal with it.
He already had a draft on how to make this thing, but the problem now was how much he would take.
"When the time comes, I'll just say that this thing has been in the Abyss for too long, and the external divinity is gone. That should be enough for me to scrape off a piece of it." Muro used a tool to measure how much divinity was left in the deity's nail.
But as he measured, Muro realized that something was wrong. Before this, from accepting the commission to getting the material, until now, he had tested it many times, and found that it was indeed full of deity's aura, so he didn't suspect much.
Now, there was something wrong with this deity's nail. It was not a fake, but the quality was too good.
Muro was sure that even if a deity pulled out his own nail, it might not be better than this material.
"I swear on my grandpa's beard, there's something wrong with this!" Muro was a little panicked. He was a crazy person, and the reason why he could be crazy was because he knew that with his ability, many people could use him. So as long as he didn't go crazy to a certain extent, he would be fine.
But now, the situation had begun to exceed his expectations, especially since the direction of the Underdark was not quite right recently.
Originally, he thought it would be like before, a storm caused by a treasure hunt, but he did not expect the storm to be a little different this time.
It involved Rex's path of attainment, which was not a big deal for the deities, but when this matter involved the derivation of souls, Guerrigues, and the new Negri, it became a big deal.
Everyone involved in this matter could be in danger, including the protagonist of this matter, Rex, the God of Aristocracy.
So while Muro was thinking about how to deal with this hot potato, the door of his house was mercilessly kicked open. The last time this happened was when the chastity pants were exposed.
Then, Muro saw a few people rushing in, looking at the slate in his hand with fiery eyes.
"This was entrusted to me by someone. If you are interested, take it. I won't say anything." Muro quickly admitted defeat. No matter how dangerous this thing was, the best thing to do now was to get rid of it immediately.
The people who rushed in looked at the dwarf who knelt without hesitation. A smile appeared on the face of the leader. He walked forward to take the slate, and his other hand pretended to take out money.
He said politely, "It's good that Master Bronzebeard understands. Take this money, and don't worry about the person who entrusted it to you. Also, watch your mouth, understand?"
"Understood, understood!" Muro chuckled and reached out to hand the slate over. He looked greedy and ready to take the money.
The leader still had a gentle smile on his face. He took out a dagger, but before he could swing it, the floor under Muro's feet disappeared.
By the time the other party reacted, Mu Luo had already fallen. An invisible string was dragging the stone slab down with him.
In the sliding passage, Muro looked at the slate that followed him, and his face was full of despair.
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