But clearly, before he kindled Divine Fire, raised his divine throne, or possessed strength sufficient to contend with deities, he was not qualified to investigate the answer to this mystery.
Thus, the necromancer wisely abandoned any further thought on the matter and instead used his Demigod Rank necromancy to delve deep into the souls of local demons, extracting valuable knowledge about the Abyss's common tongue—Abyssal Language.
As for using spells to search for his destination?
That would be utterly absurd!
This was The Abyss, where bloodthirsty demons filled every street.
The moment you openly chanted a spell or caused obvious magical fluctuations in the street, the demons would immediately regard you as an enemy trying to harm them and attack without hesitation.
Never even think about reasoning with demons.
Devils were the ones who could be reasoned with, not these mad and bloodthirsty Tanar'ri Demons.
Therefore, to avoid unnecessary trouble, it was best not to cast any magic or divine spells within Broken Domain Town, much less make any threatening moves.
Otherwise, even with the Red Shroud's prohibition in place, the demons would inevitably cause a commotion and break into a brawl.
Getting back to the matter at hand, with the information extracted from the Demon Souls of those unlucky demons who had run into a Demigod Rank necromancer, Moros moved with none of the awkwardness of a foreign traveler visiting Broken Domain Town for the first time.
Following the directions on the street signs, whose authenticity was impossible to discern, he blended into the bustling crowd of people(?) and headed toward his destination—a tavern named Nightmare's Embrace.
Along the way, Moros examined the dazzling array of goods on the stalls lining both sides of the road, as well as their owners, with great interest.
These bizarrely shaped items, with