Land of Chaos

A fishy, pungent sea breeze blew in my face.

Soren carried the petite Vivian across the deck, drawing slightly surprised glances from the others. A young man carrying a sleeping girl was undoubtedly a conspicuous sight. His scarlet cloak was quite striking, and two men with unfriendly expressions exchanged a look, seemingly plotting something. However, a Toughness man approached, patted them on the shoulder, and said in an icy voice, "Don't mess with them. A man who dares to bring a little girl here like this is not someone you can handle!"

This is Port Tyler, Transit Station for travelers heading to the Soros Islands.

Whispers drifted up from behind, some speculating about Soren's identity, others discussing news from the City of Wealth. It was said a terrible event had occurred there; a third of the City of Wealth had been destroyed, and at least several thousand people had died. Many ships that had originally intended to reach the City of Wealth had docked at other ports, preparing to sell their cargo and leave. Because of the legend of an Evil False Deity appearing, many Church now harbored hostility towards them, City of Wealth was now a place of Strife.

The deification of the Vampire God Child undoubtedly attracted the vast majority of attention!

Whether it's the Church, which deeply resents the Fear God Child, the Fear Followers who secretly plot and manipulate him, or the Fear God Child scattered throughout the world, almost all eyes are drawn to him. The Church wants to destroy him, the Fear Followers want to reclaim their power, and for the other Fear God Child, whether for self-preservation or to become stronger, the Vampire God Child is an obstacle they cannot avoid, and may even force other Fear God Child to unite.

Because he's too powerful!

After becoming False Deity Vampire God Child Avatar Form, capable of easily suppressing any Fear God Child.

The other side is really good at drawing aggro!

Soren was certain that he and Vivian would be perfectly safe until the Vampire God Child fell. In fact, he even hoped the Vampire God Child could hold on a little longer, because as long as he hadn't fallen, no one would be bothered to pay attention to a mere Vivian and an insignificant Child of Slaughter. Even the Fear Cultists wouldn't have the energy to focus on them, because as long as the Vampire God Child existed, the power of the Demon Lord of Fear would weaken. He was stealing the Demon Lord of Fear's Divine Power and Portfolio.

Because he also possesses the Fear Domain.

The enemy has almost exhausted all their hatred; if Soren doesn't seize the opportunity to grow stronger, he'll be an idiot.

Port Tyler

Soren carried Vivian off the merchant ship. They couldn't depart from inland ports to reach the Overseas Islands, as they were prone to encountering unpleasant things. Port Tyler was a Transit Station; large ships from there sailed to the Tropical Rainforest. After passing the Amazon Warrior ' territory, they entered a primitive and wild land. There were many fierce natives there, and cannibalistic tribes were scattered around. Few people ventured there except for fervent Pathfinder. Especially after the Gold Mine they had discovered had been exhausted, even fewer Pathfinder to the Overseas Islands.

In fact, there are still many Gold Mine!

Soren didn't know much, but he did know that there was a Treasure Island among the Overseas Islands.

This place was only discovered many years later and is currently controlled by a powerful cannibalistic tribe. The Overseas Islands, perhaps due to their geography, have a relatively dense distribution of minerals, making mining easier. However, these areas are scattered with too many indigenous people, including their totem Totem Spirit. Even Legendary Wizard would find it difficult to manage a large tribe. Moreover, Legendary Professional have no need to profit from this, so only about one-tenth of the Overseas Islands ' mineral resources have been developed.

This is how maritime Trade developed.

Although the indigenous people's level of civilization was not high, they engaged in considerable Trade. Even a large shipload of grain could be sold to the indigenous people for more than three times the price. Furthermore, Soren remembered that the High Gold the mainland was 10:1, while in many places on the Overseas Islands, the ratio was 6:1. Because gold accounted for a larger proportion, silver coins on the Overseas Islands were far more valuable than those on the mainland, resulting in substantial profits from gold-silver exchanges alone.

Therefore, this area had very developed Trade routes and a considerable number of pirate groups!

One of the major forces was the Amazon female pirates.

Soren carried the sleeping Vivian onto the land of Port Tyler. It was an island about thirty kilometers in diameter, containing only a small town, which had been controlled by other powers for years. He vaguely heard cries and pleas for mercy coming from ahead, while nearby, burly sailors watched with grins. Soren had no interest in seeing what was happening. However, as he approached, he saw a young man with a severed finger and three bloody fingers lying on the ground.

This is a thief.

Here, stealing isn't a crime if you're not caught, but if you are, the victim can deal with the thief themselves, even resorting to vigilante justice, and no guards will interfere. There are guards in Half-plate nearby, but they just watch with indifferent eyes. A crowd of onlookers gathers around, along with some accomplices with grim expressions, but they have no intention of helping. Because here, if you're caught stealing, you have to accept your fate—cutting off fingers or even chopping off your hand is your destiny.

However, thieves cannot be executed arbitrarily here. If you kill a thief by vigilante justice, the Garrison has the right to fine you.

You're lucky today!

A burly man with a fierce face kicked the young man who was rolling on the ground screaming in pain, then spat and weighed his money bag in his hand, saying in a deep voice, "If you want to get rich, go find One-eyed Jack and earn money on the edge of a knife with your own strength! You might not be so lucky next time. If it were anyone else, your arm would have been chopped off today!"

The sailors around just watched with smiles, their faces full of amusement, and no one showed any sympathy.

Soren didn't even glance in that direction, walking over indifferently. The Port Tyler was bustling, filled with noise. Even in broad daylight, prostitutes solicited customers, sometimes disappearing directly into alleyways to engage in their business. The ground was filthy, with a strong fishy smell. The people here all had bad breath, as many were sailors who also acted as pirates. Overall, and in every aspect, it was far more chaotic than the mainland.

Port Tyler has many taverns.

The Inn Soren found was right next to another one. The sounds of fighting came from inside. Occasionally, guards patrolled by, but they didn't seem to care. Nearby, burly men stood with their arms crossed, watching the spectacle, occasionally bursting into laughter and shouting obscene things like "Kick him in the groin!" and "Smash his balls!" The innkeeper calmly wiped the tables at the bar, occasionally glancing up; perhaps he'd seen it all before, his expression remained largely unchanged.

The victors of the tavern brawl were another group, led by a Toughness and robust woman.

Laughing, she lifted a man up and threw him out of the tavern with an over-the-shoulder throw. Only then did the owner look up and give a wink to one of the thugs beside him. Here, regardless of who started the fight, who was right or wrong, or what the reason, if anything was broken or the tables and chairs in the tavern were damaged, the loser would ultimately have to pay for it. Unless it was an unreasonable disturbance or an obviously malicious brawl, the tavern owner and the thugs would not intervene.

It's quite normal for arguments to escalate into fights here; as long as no one gets killed, everyone just watches the spectacle. Even the Guard passing by aren't interested in getting involved.

The thugs threw the loser out, then casually pulled out his money pouch. The onlookers quickly quieted down. However, many stared with interest at the Toughness, muscular woman, and several others planned to buy her a drink. She was an Amazon Warrior; such women, full of wildness, were more attractive to them than many other women. The unconscious man was quickly subjected to a second wave of looting. Some furtive young men stripped him of all his valuables, leaving him only in a thin pair of underwear.

Then he was thrown into an alley, and almost no one paid him any attention.

Soren has adapted fairly well to this place.

The chaos before him was nothing to him. In the Underdark, if Murder occurred, as long as it wasn't seen or left any clues, it wasn't considered Murder, and almost no one would care. The chaos here was child's play; at least everyone was quite restrained and wouldn't easily cause deaths. The administrators here also didn't want too many deaths.

Port Tyler has a large number of criminals, and as long as they are not wanted, are not recognized, and are not reported, they are considered legal Commoner.

So there are a lot of pirates here!

This is the second most important port for selling stolen goods City of Wealth, and because of the events in the City of Wealth, it is even more prosperous than before.

Soren looked up at the sky.

In the Port Tyler stands a Temple of the Sea dedicated to the Goddess of the Sea. Many such temples exist along the coast, worshipped by pirates, villains, and sea creatures, whose primary deities are the Lord of Storms and the Goddess of the Sea. These two Deity have a rather complex relationship; both belong to the Chaotic Evil Alignment, yet they are constantly in competition and occasionally clash. They fought a major Deity centuries ago, resulting in a recent cooling of their relationship, but the possibility of a renewed alliance cannot be ruled out.

The Inn that Soren found was very expensive.

It costs fifteen Gold Daler a night, but it's also very safe, because Plane resolute-looking female Warrior stand at the door.

This is a hotel run by Amazon Women, serving as a rest stop for their settlement.

No one dared to cause trouble here, not even the Guard dared to search randomly. These women were savage and unreasonable. Whether guests or Guard, anyone who dared to break the rules here was their enemy. There was also a large Basement below the inn, which Soren could feel as he walked on the floor. Traces of Spell Trap could also be found nearby, indicating that there were at least three high-level professionals here.

He entered the room quietly and placed the sleeping Vivian on the bed.

Soren decided to try his luck at the Temple of the Sea; if they were willing to remove the Energy Drain from him, he wouldn't mind paying a little extra.

The effects of the Energy Drain Spell you are really unpleasant.

The Inn was very safe. Anyone who had traveled overseas knew how formidable the Amazon women were; one and a half of the Three Great Pirate Kings of the Soros Islands were Amazon Women. These women were favored by the Lord of Storms, and the Goddess of the Sea also loved these fierce female Warrior. Just as Soren stepped out of his room, a woman came up the stairs around the corner, seemingly having just emerged from the Basement. She was a wild woman, toying with a strange Dagger in her hand, which appeared to be not a weapon but a torture device.

The other person was covered in blood and bits of flesh, but it all belonged to someone else. Upon seeing Soren, she calmly said, "A guest? Don't worry! I just dealt with a rule-breaker!"

She seemed to notice Soren's appearance and the power contained within his slender frame, which made her eyes light up slightly. She licked her lips, as if teasingly saying, "Want some pleasurable service? We have the most untamed wild horses here!... Perhaps with your looks, they'd be happy to provide services for free!... Of course, you'll have to satisfy them!... Otherwise, they'll throw you off the bed!..."

At this point, she smiled enigmatically and shifted her gaze to Soren's lower body.

Soren remained somewhat silent.

As expected, Amazon women are as fierce as ever!

...(To be continued~^~)