Making a little money in the Abyss was possible. But to make a fortune, you needed real strength.
Charles looked at the demon cores before him and sighed. "This is really too hard."
Never mind that he had no way to build an interplanar teleportation gate—even if he could, it would be useless right now.
Charles was only a second-ring wizard. He had not even been in the Abyss for that long, yet he had nearly died at the hands of a Greater Demon.
If they had not prepared in advance today, that Six-Armed Serpent Demon would have dragged Charles and Bruce out tomorrow.
As a high-magic lower plane, the Abyss offered opportunities to make money—but its dangers were genuinely dangerous too.
The demons they had hunted during this period provided enough resources for the summoning ritual.
But they were still short on certain materials.
After resting for a while, Charles and Bruce packed up their spoils and quietly left the area with concealment sorcery.
In the Abyss, there were many ways to acquire materials.
Mining, hunting, and trade.
There were places for trade in the Abyss too. That was nothing strange.
Demons were born chaotic, but that did not mean there was no trade here.
Though the vast majority of demons were dirt poor, there were always capitalist demons.
After packing up their haul, Charles and Bruce headed for a demon settlement.
After trekking for some time, they finally reached the demon settlement.
There were many settlements in the Abyss, and each had different masters.
Some were gathered by race—for example, the small families of Ripper Demons and the demon clans of Mezzoloths.
Such demons naturally clustered together. A Ripper Demon lair was generally not large.
Mezzoloth clan settlements, on the other hand, were much larger. But Mezzoloths were