Low-level Camouflage could make magical beasts lose their target. In the game, it was equivalent to eliminating aggro. It was the best choice to escape when being chased by a group of beasts. The Middle-level Camouflage could change one's appearance, and one could even change one's appearance to that of a human or a magical beast. High-level Camouflage was Lin Li's favorite. Not only could it change one's appearance, but it could also change one's faction in the game. It could even use some low-level skills of the person being imitated.
Although he was talking about the Endless World, Lin Li already knew that the Endless World had some kind of connection with Anril. For example, the appearance of the debris of the stars proved this point. But now, Lin Li found traces of the Camouflage Spell on Arathor's follower through careful observation.
Nothing in this world was perfect. There were two sides to everything. Assassins' Stealth could hide their bodies, but they could only move at a slow speed. Hunters' Camouflage could also leave traces. Lin Li had used this skill many times in the past, and had even earned the title of Master of Camouflage. Hence, even in Anril, he believed that his understanding of this skill was much better than the average person.
Lin Li sat there without moving. With just his experience in camouflage, he could find the traces of camouflage on the follower one by one. It was like peeling silk from a cocoon, and he could find the form that the follower was hiding. It might seem troublesome, but to Lin Li, it was just a matter of sizing up the follower, and the follower seemed to have been stripped naked in front of him.
However, after seeing the follower's true appearance, Lin Li could not help but be shocked. At the same time, it explained why he did not see any flaws in this person. It was because the follower behind Arathor was actually an elf after the disguise was removed.
Lin Li suddenly remembered something. It was related to Arathor, the castellan of Roland City. It was when Arathor took over as the castellan.
At that time, Roland City, which was known as the City of Abundance, was in extreme chaos. Arathor's father, the old castellan, was assassinated in the castellan's mansion. A group of his subordinates were busy fighting for power and profit, stirring up a foul atmosphere in Roland City. There was no trace of the City of Abundance anymore. Outside Roland City, the surrounding forces were also eyeing the granary covetously, all of them wanting to take it for themselves.
At that time, everyone thought that the decline of Roland City was inevitable and that it would never recover from this setback. Arathor, who had succeeded to the position of City Lord, was not thought highly of. No one believed that he, who was only in his twenties, would be able to clean up such a mess.
Everyone was waiting to see Arathor make a fool of himself. Some of the surrounding Castellans were even betting on whether Arathor would be able to hold the position of Castellan for a month. However, no one had expected that not only did Arathor sit on the position of the City Lord for a full month, but he also sat on it rather steadily. It was so stable that almost no one could shake him.
The reason why Arathor was able to do this was because of the help of the elves. An army of elves took less than 10 days to cleanly wipe out the rebellion in Roland City. No one knew where this army of elves came from, and no one knew why the arrogant elves would help Arathor. In short, with the help of this army of elves, Arathor managed to stabilize his position as the castellan of Roland City even though no one thought highly of him.
Now, it seemed that Arathor did not only rely on the elves to quell the rebellion. Even though he had already stabilized his position as the castellan, his contact with the elves had never been cut off. What really surprised Lin Li was not the identity of the elf follower, but the magical waves on the elf's body that he could not see through. Clearly, the elf's abilities were not to be underestimated.
However, it was impossible for him to give up on the debris of the stars, Rebirth, just because of this! Lin Li's eyes met the elf's, and the corners of his lips curled up into a playful smile. Since he knew that the elves were involved, it was easy to understand why they would compete with him for the branch.
Lin Li did not answer Arathor directly, and instead called out a new bid. "9,000,000 gold coins!"
"Woah …" There was another commotion downstairs. There was already a record of 10,000,000 gold coins just now. How could it be that the record was going to be tied so quickly? Could it be that a new record was going to be set? Mage Felic was really a spendthrift. He had just earned 10,000,000 gold coins from the auction of the Myth Potion, and now he had spent it all in the blink of an eye. William had earned quite a lot of money.
In order to obtain the debris of the stars, Rebirth, and prevent it from falling into the hands of others, Lin Li would not frown even if he had to spend 20,000,000 or 30,000,000 gold coins. Having once owned the seven pieces of the debris of the stars and the Stars of Fury, he knew how terrifying those weapons were. They were artifacts that could even kill the Dragon of Destruction.
Arathor's face was a little sullen. He had heard from his daughter about how powerful this Mage Felic was. His followers could kill the magical beast Ice Howler with their bare hands, and he had even defeated the Lich and the Humerus Wyrm that the Lich had summoned. Now, this Mage Felic had not only become the owner of the Tower of Dusk, but also the President of the Breezy Plains Guild of Magic. He had also obtained the support of a group of high-level pharmacists. What kind of power was this? How amazing was this Mage Felic? He was just a small castellan, and he probably did not care about him at all.
"10,000,000 gold coins!" If it were not for certain reasons, Arathor would definitely not want to become enemies with this Mage Felic. However, even he, the castellan of Roland City, had no choice but to do so.
The entire auction hall fell silent. The record of 10,000,000 gold coins had only been set not long ago, and it had already been tied in the blink of an eye. More importantly, with the momentum of the auction, the record of 10,000,000 gold coins would not be maintained for long.
Damn it, it's just a stupid branch, is there a need to fight so hard for it!? Are we too ignorant, or are you big shots really stupid and rich!? I've really learned something today. If I had known that these big shots were so easily fooled, I would have chopped a branch and auctioned it myself.
The people downstairs were also rather powerful people outside, but today's auction had really broadened their horizons. They had never seen people treat money like it was nothing. In the past, they had always felt that they were not as powerful as the Malfa Family, the Dark Blade, and the Glittergold Trade Union and the Gilded Rose. However, they felt that the gap between them was not too big. As long as they worked hard and were lucky, it was not impossible to catch up or even surpass them.
But now, in such an auction, the rich bid one after another, making the people downstairs feel insignificant. The hope they once had was getting further and further away, becoming more and more elusive until it was shattered. This was too much of a blow. Why can't 10,000,000 gold coins be used? Do you know how long and what kind of price we have to pay to earn 10,000,000 gold coins? It's understandable if you want to buy the Myth Potion, but what's the use of a stupid branch? Do you think it's cut from the Tree of Eternity!?
"Mage Felic, I know that the Myth Potion that you concocted was bought by Mr. Robio from the Glittergold Trade Union for 10,000,000 gold coins. You definitely have more money than a small castellan like me. But please think about it carefully. Is it worth paying such a high price for a treasure that can only be placed in a herb plantation for a pharmacist? 10,000,000 gold coins should be enough to buy enough rare herbs, and it can also enrich the variety of herbs in your herb plantation. Why do you have to compete with me for something that is not very useful? "Arathor continued to persuade Lin Li politely after bidding 10,000,000 gold coins.
"11,000,000 gold coins!" Lin Li shouted his bid downstairs before turning back to look at Arathor with a smile. He said, "Castellan Arathor, since this thing is as useless as you said, why do you still have to compete with me? Don't you remember that I was the first one to bid? You are the one who is competing. "
There was a commotion downstairs. The transaction record that the Time Consignment Store had just set today had been broken again after such a short period of time. From the record of 3,000,000 gold coins to the record of 10,000,000 gold coins, where would it stop this time? What kind of magic did that inconspicuous branch have to make people so crazy about it?
Arathor's expression turned ugly. The attendant behind him, the elf that Lin Li had seen through, seemed to be suppressing the anger in his chest. Although Roland City was known as the City of Abundance, the rebellion 20 years ago had depleted the wealth that the Arathor Family had accumulated. The reconstruction after that was a process of continuous investment. The wealth that had been accumulated over the past 20 years was actually very limited.
Arathor had no choice but to not hesitate. The 10,000,000 gold coins would definitely be a huge blow to Roland City. Although in a sense, Roland City belonged to his Arathor Family, it didn't mean that he could do whatever he wanted to the city and the people living in it.
Most importantly, Roland City was the granary of the Breezy Plains. The responsibility that it bore was too important. Any change would have an impact on the entire Breezy Plains. If Arathor did anything that harmed the interests of Roland City, the residents of Roland City, the various forces that occupied Roland City, the castellans of other cities in the Breezy Plains, and even the royal family of the Felan Kingdom would not let him off easily.
When the elf behind Arathor saw that Arathor's attitude was starting to waver, his face revealed an obvious look of anxiety, which became more and more intense with every question from William downstairs.
"11,000,000 gold coins. President Felic of the Tower of Dusk has bid 11,000,000 gold coins for this treasure from the Elven Kingdom. Is there anyone who wants to bid a higher price?" William shouted excitedly.
Not to mention the people downstairs, even the VIPs in the VIP rooms upstairs were stunned by Lin Li's bid. Although everyone knew that Lin Li had earned a large sum of money from the auction just now, it would still take a lot of courage to spend that sum of money all at once.
How much had the Tower of Dusk developed after being established for less than a year? The fact that this young President was spending so much money meant that the wealth that he had was obviously not limited to the 10,000,000 gold coins that he had just earned. Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent all the money he had just earned for a branch of unknown use. After all, 10,000,000 gold coins were extremely important to a newly established force.
"Young!" Prince Hilary shook his head and sighed. It seemed that the genius that Englos was full of praises for was not as perfect as he said. In this world, geniuses were actually not that rare, and talented people often had the same problem. That was, when a certain aspect of their talent was magnified, some of their flaws were also magnified. That was the reason why many geniuses died prematurely before they could grow up.
Hilary's biggest hobby was to collect all kinds of strange things and study those forgotten skills. That was why he was famous in Anril. However, he knew that even if he could afford the 10,000,000 gold coins, he wouldn't be crazy enough to buy a branch that was obviously not worth the price.
Looking at the current situation, the genius that Englos admired should have fallen into a conflict of pride that young people often made. Otherwise, anyone who was still rational would not make such a decision. Hilary suddenly felt a little dispirited, and no longer wanted to go to the Tower of Dusk in Doland. Such a genius would probably not be able to escape the fate of death.
Robio of the Glittergold Trade Union had another thought in mind. Since his boss, Hoffman, held Mage Felic in such high regard, he thought that he could take this opportunity to deepen his relationship with Mage Felic. Anyway, it didn't matter who the trade union lent money to. Actually, it was too much of a bully for the Glittergold Trade Union to participate in the auction, because it was very likely that the money of the other bidders was still in the Glittergold Trade Union's vault.
"11,000,000 gold coins. Is there anyone who is willing to bid a higher price? 11,000,000 gold coins going twice!" William's voice drowned out the noises of the crowd.
After asking one more time, the hammer in William's hand was about to fall, and the deal would be done. Arathor really didn't want to bet on the future of Roland City, but the elf behind him couldn't care less. After William asked for the second time, he couldn't help but stand up and shout, "12,000,000 gold coins!"
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