"2600 magic stones!" A fat wizard stood up and shouted loudly.
Before Angelet had time to confirm whether his judgment was correct, the bidding began one after another rapidly.
"3000!" Another thin wizard stood up and said loudly.
"3100!" The fat man stared at the centaur above with his small eyes, with a faint smell of lewdness.
Angelet also confirmed at this time that the centaurs on the stage should actually be the bloodline of the ancient centaur leaders in the wizard records of Ram's college.
This kind of snow-white centaur is actually the bloodline of the ancient centaur tribe leader and the legendary unicorn. Its nobleness is far higher than that of ordinary centaurs.
Centaurs of this bloodline generally have a lifespan of at least two hundred years. And, more importantly.
These centaurs must be able to extract a little more ancient blood from their bodies. Whether they are ancient centaurs or ancient unicorns, their blood has unique abilities.
Angelet thought that he had just extracted the bloodline mark of the ancient harpy, and it had played such a big role and help, and even used it as a trump card. Therefore, he could clearly compare and analyze the power of this ancient bloodline
and mystery.
If we can get this group of people... then...
Angelet narrowed his eyes slightly.
"3300!" He raised his hand, and the sound of the quotation, spread by energy particles, resounded throughout the entire venue.
Siwa and Nancy on the other side did not expect him to respond suddenly with a quotation. They both turned to look at him, seeming a little surprised as to why he made a sudden quotation.
The fat man originally quoted 3,200 and no one was competing with him. Unexpectedly, another one appeared. He looked back fiercely and stared at Angelet's face.
"3500!" He raised his hand.
"4000." Angelet looked calm.
"4100!"
"5000!" Angelet's quote was as plain as drinking boiled water.
When the price came out, there was an uproar. All the wizards looked towards Angelet.
The fat man was sweating faintly on his face at this time. He turned around and looked at the woman and horse in the stands with eyes full of reluctance. But it was obvious that the price of five thousand was beyond his psychological tolerance.
At this time, an apprentice who was with him came over and whispered a few words to the fat man. The fat man had a thoughtful expression on his face and waved his hands.
"Okay, sir, you win." He muttered in a low voice and sat down directly.
The female host on the stage had an increasingly sweet smile on her face.
"Who else wants to bid? If not, then I will start counting? After three counts, these horses will belong to this gentleman?"
"5100!" A voice suddenly sounded.
The expressions of Angelet, Siwa and others changed slightly. They recognized the owner of the voice.
Look diagonally forward along the left side.
A red-haired man in a red robe stood up, not caring about everyone's gaze. He flipped up his red hair from his shoulders and showed a pleasant smile towards Angelet.
"6000!" Angelet's face darkened and he said loudly.
What he brought with him was a total of ten crystal cards, which he gained in exchange for configuring potions.
For wizards, magic stones are not valuable, but crystal cards are valuable items. This kind of pure magic crystal card can always be used as the source of energy for some high-consuming spell arrays, so it is not necessary to refine the magic stones.
Magic crystal cards are not enough. They are also one of the rare resources.
Ten magic crystal cards were a huge sum of money for Angelet.
"6100!" The red-haired Nicholas wizard shouted again. But he saw that Angelet was bound to win.
"8000!"
"8100!"
"Okay, you win." Angelet's expression didn't change at all, and he stopped for a moment. The same words were spoken to a different person. Ancient bloodlines are not limited to these centaurs.
of.
The red-robed wizard Nikolai's face changed slightly. He didn't expect Angele to say no, and he didn't want it. Originally, he was planning to wait for Angele to quote the price again before letting go. Unexpectedly, Angele was more alert than he thought.
, if you say you don’t want it, then don’t.
After spending nearly twice the price to buy some men and horses that only cost three or four thousand magic stones, Nicholas's face changed slightly. He snorted coldly. He stared at Angelet hard and sat down directly.
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"Is there anyone else who wants to bid?" The female host's face almost burst into laughter. After asking several times, she quickly reported the number, and these centaurs belonged to Nikolai.
The red-robed wizard went up to pay the fee, then walked down with an ugly face and returned to his seat.
"I'm sorry, it's me who has caused trouble for you." Siwa sat beside Angele and whispered softly. "That guy Nicholas is much richer than me. If I hadn't walked with you, you wouldn't have
You won’t be unable to buy what you want.”
"It's nothing. This is not the only thing in the auction." Angelet smiled indifferently, "You don't have to care so much."
"It's a pity that I'm not as rich as that guy." Siwa's expression remained unchanged and he sighed. The subtext was, you must not ask me to borrow money, I don't have much money either.
This old man is quite thick-skinned.
Immediately afterwards, there were auctions of murlocs, fire elves, and even a male dryad. A harpy king came out from behind and was photographed by a strong man wizard with a black metallic luster all over his body.
The price has increased to 6,000 magic stones.
These slaves on stage have been specially trained. Those who disobey the training have been eliminated and killed. So you can't just go outside and catch these creatures.
"Next, we are about to open the biggest grand finale of this auction." The host raised the volume, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face in response.
Immediately, the wizards below began to whisper, and the three crystal wizards sitting in the front also raised their heads, straightened their sitting postures, and looked towards the stage.
"It seems that everyone is waiting for the last auction item." Angelet said softly.
"That's natural." Siwa chuckled, "If I had money, I would also want to take away this last auction item."
Angelet nodded and looked at the high platform intently.
At this time, the female host had asked several dwarves to bring up a small brown wooden box. After taking the wooden box, the female host gently opened the lid on the surface.
"The last auction! Forest goblins from ancient ruins!!" She tossed the box gently.
A white light suddenly shot out from the box, forming a rectangular light pillar, pushing out a small white man.
This little person is only the size of a palm. She is wearing an emerald green gauze skirt, and her naked female body is looming. Her long pale golden hair reaches her waist, her eyes are tightly closed, and her skin is crystal clear and white. She is a miniature version of a peerless beauty.
The little man lay quietly on the top of the light beam, motionless, as if he was asleep.
The most surprising thing is that this miniature beauty has a pair of translucent butterfly wings on its back. It looks like the texture of cicada wings, but it is the shape of butterfly wings, which is much larger than its body.
Many. If you don’t look carefully, you might think it’s just a large butterfly with translucent wings lying there.
"This is what we found in the ruins, a forest goblin from ancient times. According to legend, elemental goblins can form a blood connection with living creatures and become the right-hand assistants of wizards." The female host seemed a little high-spirited.
"Elemental fairies have peerless beauty, the ability to increase the power of witchcraft, and can also form a powerful shield for wizards."
The venue suddenly became lively. It seemed that many wizards came here for this little elemental fairy.
Angelet looked at the elemental fairies on the stage and shook his head slightly.
"It seems like we have nothing to do anymore. Let's go backstage. I have to buy some ordinary slaves." He also knew the general rules here from the invitation letter he came from.
Siwa nodded: "It's actually an elemental fairy. It looks like there's going to be another crazy bidding.
"Ten thousand magic stones!"
At this time, the price has far exceeded all previous prices, reaching the level of ten crystal cards.
"Fifteen thousand."
"Twenty thousand!"
"A manticore!"
"A piece of sun stone!!"
The wizards went a little crazy. They actually started bidding directly with rare resources. At this time, the magic crystals were no longer very competitive. After all, each wizard had a limited number of magic crystals.
Angelet and Siwa, along with Nancy and the fire elf, quietly got up and went out through the last small door on the right.
There were already some staff members wearing light yellow skirts there, waiting for the wizards who were leaving.
"You two want to buy an ordinary special slave, right? Please come with me."
A female staff member led four people up a sloping stair entrance on the right side of the corridor and entered a corridor.
The bidding crowd at the venue gradually faded away. There were not only the four of them in the corridor, but also staff and wizards walking in front, and footsteps soon came from behind.
Obviously, not everyone is bidding to buy slaves at the venue. There are also many people who are here to buy regular slaves.
There are round white lighting crystals inlaid on both sides of the corridor. However, the light is still a bit hazy, and black shadows can be seen everywhere.
Passing through this corridor, Angelet and others walked into a noisy and wide hall.
There are black stone walls and floors, and neat rows of large cages stacked on the ground, filled with slaves with numb eyes and dirty bodies.
Some of them even had entire families locked in cages.
In the nearest black iron cage to Angelet's right, a human mother with yellow skin all over her body was holding a baby with disheveled hair. She was carefully feeding the baby and walked in with panic and uneasiness in her eyes.
A group of wizards.
In front of the cage, there was already a skinny witch in white robe, discussing the price of the mother and child with the staff. (To be continued)
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