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Accra Castle is a bustling city within the Astrea Principality, not only serving as a center for commercial trade, but also harboring a terrifying secret corner known as Black City. This area, located in the southwest corner of the city, is the largest hub for the kingdom's gray industries.
For ordinary citizens, Black City is almost a taboo, as it is filled with the dark side of society. Its narrow, winding streets, dim and damp alleys, and bars and casinos exuding a dangerous atmosphere are all iconic scenes of this place. Within Black City, thugs, assassination organizations, criminal groups, and gang forces intertwine to form a complex underground network.
Here, you can buy almost any illegal goods, from rare magical materials to forbidden weapons, and even various illicit magic potions. The residents of Black City excel at handling matters that cannot be resolved through legitimate means, whether it's trading information, conducting secret transactions, or engaging in clandestine struggles and reprisals; this place can provide all the necessary services.
The reason Black City is able to survive and thrive within the Astreya Principality is partly because it meets certain societal needs, and partly because it has formed a delicate balance with the rest of the city. While the Principality's officials do not officially acknowledge the existence of Black City, they also tacitly allow its operation to a certain extent, and sometimes even utilize its resources to handle certain tricky problems.
In the daily life of Accra Castle, Black City is like a secret that is never mentioned, but for those seeking excitement, adventure, or opportunity, Black City is a place full of temptation and possibility.
In the heart of Black City is a tavern called "Slaughter Demon," which is famous throughout Accra Castle for its brutal and ruthless atmosphere. The tavern's exterior is unremarkable, with a dilapidated wooden door adorned with a few dull red bead curtains, and windows covered in dust, but it is one of the most feared places in Black City.
Entering the tavern, the smoky interior is filled with a mixture of alcohol and tobacco. In the dim light, a group of men dressed in black sit quietly at a table in the back of the tavern. Their faces bear various scars, which serve as not only physical wounds but also as marks of their extraordinary pasts.
The men's gazes are deep and indifferent, and they rarely speak to each other, each one buried in their own drink. The other patrons of the tavern keep their distance, no one daring to approach that corner, nor to make loud noise. These men seem to be a part of the tavern, deeply rooted in this dark corner, blending into the surrounding environment.
Their presence adds a mysterious and dangerous atmosphere to the tavern. They may be members of a mysterious organization in Black City, or seasoned veterans who have experienced countless battles. In "Slaughter Demon," they have found a place to quietly drink and temporarily forget the past.
But even here, their eyes remain vigilant, ready to face any trouble that may arise. In Black City, safety has never been easily obtained, even in a tavern like "Slaughter Demon."
The man with three scars across his eye casually picks up a new beer, but a hint of deep contemplation flashes in his eyes. He gently swirls the glass in his hand, creating ripples in the beer that reflect the flickering lights of the dimly lit bar. The air around him seems to grow heavy with his thoughts.
His companions, a group of rugged men dressed in black, quietly observe him. Their faces bear the marks of life and the shadows of Black City, each scar holding untold stories.
Finally, the scarred man broke the silence, his voice low and tinged with dissatisfaction: "Have you heard? The Duchy has sent a super assassin to infiltrate Black City and sweep it clean... Damn, it's getting harder to deal with these years!"
His words instantly sparked a low murmur and angry muttering at the table. A man with a full beard and strong muscles slammed down his glass and responded angrily: "These lackeys of the Duchy always think they can trample on our territory at will!"
Another man with a scar on his cheek coldly snorted, a hint of disdainful smile curling his lips: "Let them come, the brothers of Black City are not to be trifled with. Those so-called super killers are nothing but paper tigers."
The scarred man took a deep breath, his eyes revealing a hint of disdain and vigilance. He knew every street, every corner of Black City, and everyone here had been tested through countless life and death trials. In this kind of place, survival of the fittest is the only rule, and any external threat will face ruthless resistance.
"Assassin," he sneered, finishing his beer in one gulp. "Anyone who dares to come, don't expect to leave Black City alive."
"Hey! Are you talking about the person who went on a killing spree in the restricted area against the Dark Orcs last month?" The words of the man with a hood instantly ignited the atmosphere around the table. "I heard it was the latest assassin sent by the boss of Black City, here to steal our business!" His voice carried a mysterious confidence, as if he held some unknown secrets.
The others at the table were immediately alarmed by this news, and their faces showed various expressions. Some people widened their eyes in astonishment, while others slammed the table in anger, making a loud noise.
"What? The boss actually sent someone here?" a fierce-looking man exclaimed in shock, his eyes wide open, clearly finding the news hard to believe.
"Darn it, this is challenging our territory!" Another man with a face full of scars roared angrily, his fists clenched, clearly enraged by the news.
"Stealing our business?" The scarred man's voice was deep and filled with anger, "Does this new killer not know the rules of Black City?"
The surrounding air seemed to have solidified, and everyone felt the pressure brought by this news. Black City, a place filled with danger and hidden currents, where even the slightest disturbance could lead to catastrophic consequences.
The words of the hooded man clearly sparked a storm. In this lawless land of Black City, every corner could potentially hide unknown dangers, and every new face could be a new threat. This mysterious new killer has undoubtedly become the focus of discussion for everyone, and may also become the next major enemy they have to face.
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