The stars in the sky are like bright and clear gems. These greedy things are born to make people unable to resist picking them. However, the extremely far distance forms an insurmountable barrier, which makes people discouraged.

The auction in the Lagdis auction house is not over yet, and there are still the seventh, eighth, and ninth auction items waiting to be sold. It seems that the organizer of the auction house has not worried that these auction items will be sold out.

The reason for not going out may be because the number of auction items is small, or maybe because the admission fee has screened out some poor people who want to feast their eyes. Every auction can always make the organizer a lot of money.

Although it is only a share, the sky-high price auctions that occur from time to time are enough to cover all the expenses of this auction house, and there is even a huge surplus.

"The next three auction items..." The host seemed to want to sell it, but the atmosphere below did not seem to be suitable for him to do so. "They are all extremely popular items! Everyone must seize the opportunity.

Put your favorite items in your bag!"

"Tsk... the next battlefield won't be with us..." People with self-awareness revealed the secret. The last few items are relatively more valuable than the previous ones.

It's more precious, the price is...

However, the dead branches of the World Tree sold this time actually fetched a high price of 140,000 gold coins, and the party who quoted the price happened to be a box directly opposite Marshall. Of course, 140,000 gold coins is not a small amount, and it can be used with precious

Items are given in exchange for the price. The item given by the other party is a complete Starfall Core.

Starfall is something that has a very small probability of falling when [Starfall] occurs in [Star City]. Within one or two hundred years, only two or three starfalls can be recorded. It is said that,

The huge magic power contained in the core of Xingluo can change the body structure to achieve the effect of carrying more magic power.

Of course, adding magic patterns is still difficult to achieve...unless some power reaches the highest point...

Well, maybe the king is the only one who dares to devote all his national power to help himself fundamentally improve his magic level...

"Everyone knows that the Vatican, the imperial capital, is the capital of all nations, carrying the most profound history on this complicated and interesting continent." The host continued, "It is also the residence of various powerful people and celebrities. It is a powerful place.

and one of the birthplaces of Profundity. The next auction item was born in the deepest part of [Art Street]..."

Everyone was in awe, and some people in the audience even had their eyes bulging out of their sockets.

Art Street, a street whose name is incompatible with the name of the Vatican, is sandwiched between the Imperial Capital Central Academy of Magic and the Imperial Capital Central Knight Academy. It is a place full of art and magic.

There are thresholds for entering the Art Street. Visitors must have certain aesthetic and philosophical attainments, otherwise they will be turned away.

And this "certain" is based on the age of the entrant. The older the age, the higher the threshold for entry. In fact, if an ordinary person fails to visit the Art Street at the age of thirty, he may spend his whole life

I lost touch with this magical place.

There are only four people in Art Street, but they are responsible for all the magic weapon output in this street.

First-class magic weapons can only be formed naturally, and the guaranteed output of these artists is second-class high-grade magic weapons, which are in various shapes, magical and strange. Once you see these complicated and interesting magic weapons, you may feel that you are

His life has been fulfilled. Because these magic weapons are works of art, magical objects that can turn what you want into reality. You can see the whole world in it, and you can see it all in one glance, and a lifetime is enough.

"I believe that everyone must have heard of [Musician], [Sculptor], and [Painter]," the host made a deliberate pause, with a half-smile on his lips, "Of course, there are also [Musicians] at the end of the alley.

writer】."

"Impossible...where did you get it!" Some of the buyers in the audience were already in a commotion, "There hasn't been any magic weapon from Art Street for at least twenty years! Twenty years!

You cannot sell your works unless you get permission from an artist!"

"Yes, how did you do it..."

"Every auction allows us to experience original surprises..."

The host further spoke: "Rumors say: this thing can turn fiction into reality; rumors also say: this thing can touch the origin of the world with just a few words."

Everyone in the audience seemed unwilling to miss a word, as if other holes in the body could receive more sounds, and everyone opened their eyes wide.

"The owner of this object has passed away for a long time, but we spent a lot of effort to find this relic..." The sound of inhaling one after another made the host feel very satisfied, "Actually, at the beginning,

This object has no name."

"It turned out to be...it turned out to be the [Writer] at the end of the alley..." Someone couldn't help but murmured, "[Writer]..."

"The auction item this time is in my hands." The host raised his eyebrows and lifted a light wooden box from the silk base. "Although it is just a page, it is also priceless."

"A page of a book! Just a page of a book..." The excited tone quickly fell, but the shock in it did not disappear at all, "But it is also incredible..."

"If it were a whole book, it would have been collected by the country and framed in the library. What are you thinking about?"

"That's true, the power of each page is equal to that of a second-level superior magic weapon... It's even more versatile than some first-level magic weapons..."

"Of course, the collection value is greater. [The writer's] works themselves are synonymous with artworks. Who would use precious artworks casually?"

The host quickly entered the next narrative. The item for sale this time is the [writer's] first work, which is the so-called first copy. The first copy has great special significance, and the value of the collection has more than doubled.

"Everyone should know that [Writer]'s first series is a description of dreams, which is [Dream Notes]." The host continued, "And the content of this page is, [Big Dragon]. I can reveal

That’s a lot of information, so please bid.”

"[Big Dragon]! It turns out to be [Big Dragon]! The value of this page of work is immeasurable! But people like me can only take a look."

The time for bidding came soon. The background music of the auction house changed from soothing to tight, and rounds of exclamations continued to appear. The starting price was only one thousand three hundred and fifty gold coins, and in the blink of an eye it exceeded ten thousand gold coins.

's mark.

From a practical point of view, [writers'] works have different capabilities and different actual values, but from the perspective of art, the value of this kind of collection is immeasurable.

In the end, with Marshall stunned, this small wooden box was sold for a little over 30,000 gold coins. Although it was not as valuable as the branches of the so-called World Tree, the price of this piece of paper alone could save a family from the world.

Generations have lived on this continent without worries about food and clothing.

There are two, or rather just two, items left, and this auction is coming to an end.

"The purpose of Lagdis Auction is no rest, no rest, no rest!" The host did not care about the tired crowd at all, and continued to introduce a large pile of parts and appliances pushed up, "The next one

Items that everyone must have been looking forward to for a long time..."

Standing on the stage, Marshall did not feel tired at all. With fruit and hot tea to replenish her strength, she was now completely sleepless.

"I don't know when I can come here again." Marshall took a bite of fruit and continued to lie on the edge of the box.

"I don't want you to come here often, after all, this is not a safe place." William seemed to have not waited for the item he wanted to buy, his expression was still leisurely, "If you are not careful, you are not the person who is happy.

Already."

What William meant was that the things he bought might be snatched away by others, and he might even be killed...

Marshall saw a large number of people dragging a small impact-resistant experimental platform up, as if they were going to do some dangerous experiments next. To describe it more vividly, this experimental platform was similar to a small shooting range.

"[Master Craftsman], Laurent Mitchell——"

When the name was spoken, huge cheers rose into the sky, and all kinds of laughter and curses seemed to come out of the ground. Saliva splashed, and the tight background music turned into a cheerful little dance, and the sky

The original light tubes in Zhongyuan have been doubled, illuminating the central field in every detail.

"——'s failure! That's right, the failure that everyone loves to see! An ugly but powerful failure!" The host seemed to be very good at controlling this situation, and his facial muscles bounced carefully, "We have brought a handful of the latest

It’s a usable failure! A 100% pure failure!”

"Hahaha! This is Lagdis's tradition! It's called the old guy's trash can. Huh, this guy doesn't know how outrageous what he made is! This old madman! Last time's [Rainbow Slap]

Generator] actually slapped a lot of old guys in the face!”

"Let me say it first, because it is a failure, the starting price will be ridiculously low! That's right, the starting price is five hundred gold coins! Everyone has a chance, you can't buy it at a loss, you can't buy it and you can't be fooled!" The host walked up to the failure.

In front of the iron box he made, several translucent amethysts were placed on the smooth silk. This kind of thing is a good carrier of magic power. It naturally contains a large amount of magic power and is often used as an energy supply for spells.

"His name is [Shit Spitter]." The host opened the lid of the box containing the magic gun and took out the huge silver magic gun. His tone gradually changed from serious to relaxed.

"It is said that the [Master Craftsman] made a mistake when making the energy conversion core, and the high-energy particle flow that was originally shot turned into an extremely foul-smelling, extremely corrosive viscous colloid."

"Haha! This old guy is quite vulgar!"

"Aren't we vulgar? Sitting in such a vulgar place!"

"I'm laughing so hard, you turd spewer! I guess if you light up this gun, the people in the way will automatically disappear~"

The host then introduced brief information about this magic gun: "It will convert the user's magic power into a smelly, sticky colloid, which is highly corrosive to non-flesh objects, but its corrosive ability to living organisms will reduce the effect."

A quarter of that. Of course, it’s not a bad idea to use magical gems as the source of magic power.”

In fact, no amount of words can compare to the actual operation. The host quickly put the crystal into the created groove, pulled the safety bolt, and fired at the bullseye in front of him without any delay.

Puff...Puff...Puff...Puff...

"Wow! It stinks, it stinks—!"

"No, my eyes... are going to go blind! This mucus will evaporate!"

The audience in the front row was not willing to sit still and wait for death. When streams of dark gray-green mucus spurted out, everything that passed by was inevitably corroded and dissolved, and large swaths of white steam erupted.

It steamed upwards with a rustling sound, becoming the curtain above the farce.

"Hurry up, stop it quickly, I'm going to choke to death!"

"This guy's power...can't be underestimated...Ahem, it smells so bad from a distance..."

The target not far away was like fire meeting water, melting at the touch. The gray-green mucus quickly turned purple as soon as it touched the surface of the target, making a crackling sound, and strong irritating gas gushes out crazily.

It has become the main source of trouble for front-row buyers to retreat.

The host's face had put on a mask for some time, and his tone was as calm as before: "The intuitive demonstration is over. The price of the second-level medium magic weapon starts at 10,000 gold coins. I hope everyone will bid accordingly."

In fact, bidding started the moment the demo started.

"Seven thousand gold coins!"

"Seven thousand three hundred gold coins!"
To be continued...