Chapter 398 Sky-high price, the third indescribable lot, Lord!?
"Forget it, it doesn't matter where this red dragon blood comes from, just make a quote quickly!"
Since I can't figure out the reason, I won't bother with some "minutical details". Anyway, the bright red liquid contained in the transparent glass test tube on the stage does exude a faint dragon power, and it is obviously authentic.
Sherlock immediately said urgently.
"Yes, sir!" the dwarf auctioneer quickly agreed and said loudly: "Red dragon blood, the lowest bidding price is 80,000 gold. And each increase in price must not be less than 10,000 gold..."
"Ninety thousand gold coins!" Before the underground dwarf could finish speaking, the beholder spoke first.
"One hundred thousand gold coins!" But immediately after, Alice also spoke directly to grab it.
"One hundred and ten thousand! Alice, don't even think about fighting with me!" Without pause, Sherlock increased the price again and provoked fiercely.
"That's not necessarily the case, Lord Sherlock, it's 120,000 gold." In response, the dark elf still responded with a sweet smile, but he would not hesitate to increase the price.
"One hundred and thirty thousand! Alice, if you are willing to give up, I owe you a favor." The beholder's mental shock increased again, making the ordinary buyers present feel uncomfortable.
"Haha, everything else is easy to talk about, but I am bound to get this red dragon blood! 140,000 gold coins..."
For a moment, the entire auction house could only hear two competing voices competing with each other. The rapidly rising auction prices also made everyone else stunned and even unable to participate.
"Red dragon blood, is it so important?"
In the private room, Moriarty sat comfortably on the sofa chair, listening to the fight between dragons and tigers outside. He smiled and asked Medusa.
Although dragon's blood is indeed a rare alchemy material, the price should not be so high, and has even exceeded its psychological price limit. Therefore, Moriarty has no intention of bidding again.
"Humph, you ask knowingly?" When hearing the dark elf's question, Fanny rolled her eyes.
"How to say?"
"How do you say that? Huh, according to Nigon's old tradition, this dragon's blood is an important auxiliary medicine that can help high-level people move towards the ultimate level. Which twelfth-level strongman is not jealous? I think you are just here
It's just a pretense. But that's right. You just invested a huge amount of money to win the 'Dakdos' Armed Belt'. It would be too offending if you do it again now."
It can be seen that Medusa also covets the red dragon blood on the stage. Although she is not yet at level 11 and cannot use it immediately. After all, dragon blood is rare, and if possible, she will definitely join the bidding.
As for the other level 12 totem fighter present, he only spent 60,000 gold to get an enchanted amulet. So now, even if he is tempted, he can only stand aside and watch and swallow his saliva.
"Yeah. I guess you're right."
After hearing Medusa's words, Moriarty nodded with a half-smile and said nothing more.
Although according to the records in magic books, there should be no connection between drinking dragon's blood and promotion to the Yakuza, but this is the custom of the underground world. However, if there is a slight possibility, it can increase the chance of promotion, or even just to improve one's own ability.
If they have the confidence to win, then the twelfth-level strongman in Nigon will not give up the fight for the dragon's blood.
And just in this short time, the bidding for the red dragon's blood has reached fever pitch, and the price has risen to an incomprehensible two hundred and twenty thousand gold. This is even equivalent to a small dungeon for one year.
The total amount of tax revenue. And with such a huge amount of money, even a twelfth-level professional will probably not be able to come up with it. Unless he is an alchemist who has mastered the core technology, or he is extremely powerful and powerful.
Or the nobles with the support of the dungeon.
Therefore, Moriarty was certain that both Sherlock and Alice must be borrowing money to bid.
"Two hundred and thirty thousand gold coins!"
As if it was vomiting blood, the beholder's mental shock was as sharp as glass being rubbed, but it still refused to give up.
But for such a sky-high price, the dark elves finally did not follow up immediately.
The entire auction site fell into an eerie silence.
One minute...two minutes...three minutes...
No one dared to urge Alice to speak. All the buyers, including the dwarf auctioneer, all turned their attention to the dark elf's box, waiting patiently for her to spend millions of dollars again, or to just retreat.
"I give up…"
With endless reluctance and reluctance, but ultimately due to lack of financial resources, Alice coldly announced her withdrawal from the "Dragon Blood Battle".
After hearing these words, the auction house immediately burst into a commotion, and there were even loud gasps. Even if you stand aside and watch without having anything to do, the bidding process, which is so intense that it looks like a war, is enough to make people feel thrilling.
Dry mouth and tongue.
"So...does anyone else...want a quote?"
According to the auction procedure, the dwarf auctioneer finally had the courage to ask the audience, and the answer he got was the expected silence.
"Then, I announce that the blood of the red dragon has been sold for 230,000 gold coins. Let us congratulate Lord Sherlock!"
Finally, the bidding for the second final lot was settled, and thunderous applause and cheers immediately erupted in the auction hall.
No matter what, such a level of auction bidding is something most people have never seen before, so they naturally have to pay tribute to the final winner.
However, Sherlock's reaction to the congratulations from the buyers was mediocre. It seemed that although he had won the red dragon's blood, the price of 230,000 gold was still high, so the beholder had to first consider how to collect the payment.
Enough.
After this intense and intense round of auction, both the dwarf auctioneer and the buyers were both excited and a little tired.
Anyway, there is one last piece that is really the finale, let’s see how amazing it is? And what kind of “sensational” high price it will fetch!
As soon as I thought of this, the atmosphere in the auction room perked up again, and then returned to tension and restlessness.
"Then, next, is the last item in today's auction. What will it be? Can it surpass 'Dakdos's Armed Belt' and 'Red Dragon's Blood' and become the real masterpiece of this event?
Woolen cloth!?"
Although the mood in the venue was already heated, the dwarf auctioneer still "teased" the buyers as a professional habit. He took the last envelope of the day from the waiter, opened it, and was stunned again, just like the previous two times.
expression.
"Let's just say it, what is it this time?"
After two consecutive biddings, Alice came back empty-handed, which inevitably caused some loss of face, but this also meant that she was the only one with the deepest financial resources and the best chance of winning, so she immediately spoke out.
"This...I don't understand what it is..."
But after hearing the Dark Elf's urging, the dwarf auctioneer still looked confused. He looked up at the buyers in the audience, as if he didn't know how to answer.
"Read what's on the paper!" Alice shouted.
"Yes!" The underground dwarf quickly bowed his head and said, "There is only one sentence written in the letter."
"What words?"
“The Road to the ‘Hunger Barrier’.”
Finally, the auctioneer read it out word for word.
Just as he finished speaking, three terrifying auras suddenly roared up from three corners of the auction house like hurricanes, directly covering the entire business building.
Without even having time to ask what happened, most of the buyers were pinned to the floor by the overwhelming pressure, unable to move at all.
But there was only one caveman. He was originally a servant who stood under the stage to deliver items and envelopes to the dwarf auctioneer. However, he stood suddenly and very lonely, with a pair of eyes that had turned deep red and looked back and forth between the three corners unscrupulously.
He glanced endlessly, with an unruly smile on his face.
"Who are you?"
As a clear questioning voice rang out, the suffocating air pressure disappeared again.
But even if he was no longer intimidated by the pressure, the venue was still filled with dead silence, and no one even dared to get up from the ground.
At the same time, a bull head, a beholder, and a dark elf slowly appeared in three directions, like a triangle, surrounding the "caveman" in the center of the stage.
"Greetings, my lord!"
After a brief period of shock and surprise, Mercalis, Alice, and Sherlock hurriedly jumped out of the box, but they did not dare to come forward to disturb them. They just separated with a wink and secured several entrances and exits around the venue.
Keep it tight.
"Answer me, who are you?"
The maze guardian seemed to be the most direct. He walked straight to the "caveman" and asked again.
At the same time, the two dungeon lords, the dark elf and the beholder, stood a little further away, but still focused on the center.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is the 'hungry barrier', right?" Facing Cleveland's question, the "caveman" seemed to have no pressure at all. He just laughed in a low voice and asked another question.
"My patience is not good." Looking down at the other party, the flames on the Minotaur Warrior Saint's horns slowly rose, like a battle flag about to be raised.
"Me too!"
The "caveman" laughed ferociously again, then drew his fist and struck Cleveland directly.
"boom!"
It was like the most incredible drama. When the "caveman" swung his ridiculously small fist, a row of super sonic booms that sounded like artillery bombardments immediately sounded in the air. At the same time, there were circles of fine ripples visible to the naked eye.
With the "caveman" as the center, it oscillates in all directions at once. You know, that is a rare scene that only occurs when the air is severely compressed.
"ha!"
Faced with the unexpected punch from the "caveman", although the maze guardian's expression changed slightly, his blue eyes remained unmoved.
He didn't even think about blocking or evading, and he followed the same example. Cleveland punched out the same punch, blasted out a sonic boom in the air, and pointed directly at the extremely weird "caveman".
"boom!"
The next moment, both of them were punched at the same time, took three steps back at the same time, and smiled at the same time. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
