The black market.
A lot of people had the 7 Holy Bibles opened right in front of them, flipping through while scowling in thought.
There were also those who gathered and exchanged information with one another.
A few disappeared into the darkness, silently leaving.
Less and less people were in the black market as time passed.
One Professionist suddenly had a feeling and looked up, asking in confusion: "Huh? Why do I get the feeling there are fewer people left here?"
Another person beside him was focused on their Holy Bible and didn't bother to look up, but answered him: "Most likely they already found all the poems of divination and figured out where the labyrinth is, so they're probably on their way"
The man exclaimed in shock: "You mean we already lost our chance?"
