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Chapter 1263 Bloody Artist

 The city lord Mirian and his wife Miss Shanti continued to chat about the news about Boom and his party, but at this moment, there was a lot of noise outside the window, and a new day had arrived.

The origin of the name Twin Nest City is very simple, because there are two landmark buildings in the city, one tall and one short. One is naturally the main hall where Milian is located, which is 300 meters high. The other is the "Eagle"

"Bar", about 100 meters high. The two floors near the ground of Young Eagle Bar are shops selling liquor. If you plan to get drunk here, you need to reach the top via a lift.

However, as the Pawa Federation becomes increasingly powerful, the former Young Eagle Bar is no longer simply about alcohol. In other words, the people who come here now come more to watch special performances rather than just drink.

Instead of melting the remaining snow, the afternoon sun awakened the vultures. Then dozens of vultures began to circle over Twin Nest City, or rather gathered around the Young Eagle Bar.

"I heard that the lord of Iron Oak City was whipped in public some time ago? He couldn't really have colluded with those criminals secretly. It's really unbelievable."

"Of course it is true. Even his father and son were beheaded in public! But there is nothing we can do about it. If the city lord takes the lead in violating the iron law, how will Iron Oak City be controlled in the future?"
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"Those matters will naturally be decided by Jackdaw City. Fortunately, our Twin Nest City was not targeted. Speaking of which, there are many types of art today. It just so happened that I renovated the mansion, and I hope you can show your support!"

"Oh? I don't think you won't be able to take photos of artworks you like, but we all value the same things, right? If that's the case, at least I won't be lenient!"

As the lift slowly climbed up, a group of Twin Nest City nobles sometimes chatted with each other, and sometimes mentioned the current situation of the four Christines. However, none of them showed any sympathy for the tragedy in Iron Oak City.

This is not because they are afraid of the high-pressure rule of the conqueror Paliograd, but because they have long been accustomed to this kind of life and are proud of it.

The Pava Federation is such a strange transition. It seems that everyone is born with an exclusive label. These labels say nobles, professionals, businessmen, scholars, ordinary people, poor people, criminals... But it is really because of this, Pava

From a certain perspective, the Vanuatu Federation is also the most orderly.

Five minutes later, the elevator reached the top floor of the Young Eagle Bar. When the metal door opened, all the waiters and drinkers bowed and saluted, as if they did not dare to provoke these nobles.

The large sofa that had been prepared kept denting, but some nobles' hands quietly reached under the buttocks of other people's wives. The ice dew on the wall of the bottle slid down from time to time, but what these nobles tasted was not an elegant taste, but a taste of elegance.

Demonstration of power.

The professionals whispered to each other and sneered. The businessmen all had contempt in their eyes, but they did not make any move. They only lamented that their wealth was too insignificant. Ordinary people suddenly felt that

The ale in the cup was no longer fragrant. It smelled like vinegar, so sour that tears welled up in my eyes.

"Now that all the distinguished guests are here, we should officially start this month's art auction."

"Everyone must be aware of the rules of the Young Eagle Bar, so the ugly words are spoken first. If anyone breaks the rules or makes rude remarks during the process, they will have to pay the corresponding price."

The owner of the Young Eagle Bar is a thin man, and what he calls a monthly "art auction" is nothing more than a prison torture game in Twin Nest City.

Those prisoners had been cleaned last night and had a very sumptuous dinner. Their prison uniforms had been changed into clothes with very professional characteristics, such as burlap cloth, leather helmets, mage robes, or

Noble shawl.

It's just that there are no smiles on the faces of these prisoners, and some of them even have filthy crotches. They know their next fate, which will be miserable after falling from a height of more than 100 meters, and they are desperate that even their bones cannot be recovered by their relatives.

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"The first auction item is four high-level magicians. They are fire, water, wind, and earth, representatives of the four basic magic elements. The package price is 20,000 gold coins, and they are not sold alone!"

As the voice of the owner of Young Eagle Bar rang out, the central area of ​​the bar that had been vacated began to slowly crack. It was a circular corridor about ten meters in diameter. The cold wind howled and the clouds turned into thin sheets.

Fog.

Without any hesitation, a noble old man slowly raised his hand. After some bidding, he finally became the first "artist" with 40,000 gold coins.

The screams quickly disappeared, and along with the inaudible collision sound, the four high-level magicians turned into a piece of flesh and blood.

Ding dong! The elevator arrived again, and two bartenders were seen carrying an oil painting in front of everyone. The old noble was the creator of the painting, and the four high-level magicians who were smashed to pieces were the paint.

Wind is a source of inspiration.

The old nobleman nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this. He first went to the bloody artwork and sniffed it with his nose, and then threw a storage bag to the bar owner.

Time passed by, and more prisoners fell from a height of more than a hundred meters, turning into horrific and eerie abstract paintings. However, everyone in the Young Eagle Bar seemed unusually calm, except for some outsiders who clicked their tongues.

Despite being amazed, perhaps only aristocratic children would feel unbearable.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time, so next is the last artwork of the Eagle Bar this month."

"This little girl's father is a mixed-blood elf, and her mother is a descendant of a half-dragon and an orc. Therefore, she has four blood heritages: dark elf, pure-blood elf, half-dragon, and orc at the same time!"

"I don't need to say anything else. Those who know the goods can start bidding, and those who don't understand, please shut up!"

Black eyes, willow-leaf-like ears, thick tail, and avocado-like skin color. The little girl stood on the edge of falling with fear on her face, hoping to save herself.

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However, what she received was not any pity, but hands that kept raising up. Those hands were covered with expensive gemstone rings, beautiful and cold.

"May the gods curse the Pava Federation, may all of you die like me, may the God of Death bid for those works of art, and may disaster come soon!"

The little girl's tears had long since dried up. She ignored the scolding and abuse around her and jumped down with a smile. The cold wind became her wings, and the cool touch made her forget her suffering.

"It's worth! A full 250,000 gold coins. This painting will definitely protect my recently born son from growing up healthily. He will become the best Pava Federation citizen in the future!"

As a certain big noble spoke, he signaled his servants to hand over the auction money. The cheers were endless, and everyone in the Young Eagle Bar bowed to him again.

However, the little girl who has the power of four bloodlines at the same time has turned into an abstract painting. The large area of ​​bright red is her blood, the white is the brain that is unwilling to be lonely, and the blank space is the magic of tissue fluid.

One stroke.

"Sister, why do I smell blood?" Hastur frowned after entering the Twin Nest City.

"Lady Christine... How about..." Perseus, carrying the unconscious Rikka on his back, seemed hesitant to speak.

"Just get used to it. That's someone else's business. We should find a place to rest quickly." Although Christine also saw the beautiful figure falling from the Eagle Bar, she didn't react at all. Everyone has it.

Not to mention that she has no time to care about her own fate now. Even if she has the ability to save the other party, she has no reason to take action.


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