The white mist that enveloped the Twilight Arena suddenly filled the entire Inner Arena. The big screen in the outer court couldn't clearly see the situation in the inner court, only a vast expanse of white fog.
The moment the white mist appeared, the brown-haired old man with a pale complexion immediately disappeared from the top floor and appeared in the inner area.
If Sunders was here, he would definitely recognize the old man. "Azure Lion" Devildare, the leader of Twilight Auction Hall. She used to be a wizard from Brute Cavern. Later, she was stuck between level-1 and level-2, so she left Brute Cavern and returned to her family to have more children.
The Riverside Lions were his family. They were also one of the clans that controlled Twilight Well.
Devildare was not a level-2 wizard yet, but he was already on his way to becoming a truth-finder. He was one of the most famous wizards in the southern wizarding region.
Because of the last auction item, all the Magi in Twilight Well turned out in full force. Devildare, on the other hand, was the final guarantor of the grand auction. That should be fine.
However, he did not expect that at the final stage of the auction, when the item was about to appear on the stage, an accident would happen.
At first, Devildare did not pay much attention to a strange seabird that came out of the crowd. Then, a beginner apprentice showed up, and he did not pay much attention to it. However, he didn't expect that the bird and the man would use some kind of spell technique to conjure up a large expanse of white mist that enveloped the entire inner area.
This strange white mist that permeated the entire area was actually able to block all of his spying techniques. Devildare could not sit still anymore. He ordered his guards to "attack" and rushed to the front line alone.
He believed that an enemy force must have learned about the item and was here to steal it. The bird, the man, and the mist were all illusions. The real enemy had already snuck into the auction hall to steal the item.
However, when Devildare rushed into the inner hall, he was completely lost.
"Where … are they?"
The mist not only blocked all prying spells, but it also reduced Devildare's visibility.
Devildare was familiar with Twilight Well's facilities. He did not need to use his eyes to see anything. He quickly found the auction stage and called Twilight's name.
No one answered.
He called the guards, but no one responded either.
Devildare grew restless. He leaped to the third floor and entered one of the golden VIP rooms based on his memory.
"Mister Phantom?" Devildare called several times, but no one answered.
Even Sunders was gone? Devildare began to panic.
Several other wizards also entered the auction hall and joined Devildare in the main hall.
"Mister Devildare, what's going on? Why is there no one here? "someone asked.
"I don't know, but it must be an enemy attack," Devildare said confidently. "Even Mister Phantom is gone."
"Maybe it's an illusion? I remember that rank 1 acolyte used his own organs to create an illusion? "This was another Magus' guess.
"No, it's not an illusion. How can we get in and out of here if it's an illusion? I came in and went out. There's no illusion here. "
"So it's the mist's doing?"
Someone took out a magic container bottle and began to collect the mist. Regardless of whether or not the current situation was caused by the white mist, just the fact that the white mist could block spying spells was enough to make it worth collecting and studying.
"That's strange. Is this white fog real? Why is there nothing inside my container bottle? "
"My collection bottle with the Absorption Spell doesn't work either. Could it be that the white fog is actually fake?"
"Fake enough to confuse our eyes?"
Devildare's expression grew darker as the wizards discussed among themselves. "Instead of talking about this, let's hurry up and look for clues. Tell everyone to search every nook and cranny of this place, starting from the first floor.
"Also, we can't let any of the people outside go!"
Devildare was about to lose his patience when he suddenly saw a colorful light spot flying past his eyes.
"Hey, did you see something? A colorful creature? "
This was because all spying techniques, including mental tentacles, were rendered ineffective in the white mist. The others did not notice it.
Several seconds later, a wizard suddenly yelled, "I saw a clown! It went through the wall!"
"A clown? What kind of clown? "
The first thing that came to the wizards' minds was the Crown Clown, the most powerful demon god in the Abyss Plane.
However, Crown Clown would not show up here. His clown army would not show up in the southern wizardry region either.
"Like those clowns in the circus. But it's moving, but it looks like a flat surface."
The wizards searched for a while but failed to find the clown. When they thought it was just an "illusion", an unpleasant aria came from the mist.
"Even Shava praised my voice. Only an old hag in a rosy glow … Croak! You don't know how to appreciate it!"
"And an old man with a white beard … Croak! An ugly woman in red!"
"Croak! Only Shava! She's my soulmate … Croak! "
An old hag in a rosy glow? An old man with a white beard? An ugly woman in red? The character described in the aria of this difficult problem seemed a bit like … Twilight? Kooper and Lydia?
A frog singer and a fox zither player appeared in front of them amidst the combination of zither music and chants. Before they could do anything, they saw two strange creatures. One of them released a green ripple, while the other released a red one. The red and green ripples entered their minds, causing them to feel a strange restlessness. They tried their best to suppress it, but the creatures disappeared again.
"I think this might really be an illusion?" Someone spoke, "Don't forget that Mister Sunders is in there too. Maybe he set it up."
"It would make sense if he was the one who set up the illusion."
Just as they were arguing, the white fog suddenly disappeared.
The mist did not disappear from any pipes. Instead, it faded away right in front of everyone's eyes.
When the mist was completely gone, the hall was once again filled with people. Twilight stood on the auction stage. Every seat was occupied. The VIPs in the private rooms also showed up.
It was as if the white fog from before and the crowd that had disappeared had never happened.
The wizards led by Devildare stood in the center of the hall and looked out of place.
"They're back? They're really back?! "
Devildare would have thought that the mist was just a dream if one of the apprentices did not yell in surprise, which meant that they had left the place before.
"What's going on, Twilight? Weren't you with that troublemaker?" Devildare looked at the corner of the wall where Twilight and the bird "fell". There was blood and cracks, but no one was there.
"Where did they go?" Devildare hesitated. "Did they get ambushed? Are they the traitors from Midnight Sovereign? "
Twilight shook her head and signaled the other wizards to step back. She then used a voice transmission to tell Devildare what happened. Meanwhile, she asked the captain of the escort team to take care of the dead and restore order in the hall.
Devildare's expression grew darker as he listened to Twilight's explanation. In the end, he stared at Private Room 19 and spoke to Twilight, "Let's continue with the auction. We'll talk about the rest later."
With that, Devildare's body slowly faded away and vanished into thin air.
Twilight watched the hall slowly return to normal. Three people died in the strange Nightmare Domain, but they were all on her side. The buyer, on the other hand, was safe and sound. Apart from a few apprentice sorcerers who suffered some minor injuries, there were no major problems.
At least Twilight Union's reputation would not be affected too much since no one died.
Twilight sighed and glanced at Private Room 19 with a hint of hatred in her eyes. She then walked to the auction stage. "You all went through a strange adventure just now. It must be one of the best experiences in life.
"Every experience will turn into the most valuable experience, which will make the path of learning smoother."
Twilight put away her usual calm expression and spoke a lot of nonsense on the stage. She hoped that no one would mind what happened just now.
The wizards had already reached an agreement in the Nightmare Domain, so they all smiled and said, "We don't mind."
"Now, let's move on to the 172nd item, which is also the second last item of today's auction: Greya's Barbie's Restaurant Waiter! The starting price is 10,000 magic crystals, and the minimum increment is 5,000 magic crystals! "
The eyeless man was dragged back into the cage with a calm expression. He did not have any eyes, but his head was still looking at Private Room 19, where Toby was.
…
Private Room 19.
Sunders was alone, but now there were two more people inside. Well, to be exact, two people and a bird.
Sunders sat between the light and shadow and quietly looked at the unconscious young man lying on another sofa.
"You don't even trust him when he's carrying the Nightmare Domain? He'll either stay in it forever or wake up. There's no point in worrying. "It was Flora who spoke. She was floating in the air with her bare feet.
She sounded like she was trying to win Sunders' favor.
"That clothes … I think it belongs to the professor. Is Angor trying to imitate him?"
"I gave it to him," Sunders said.
"You're so nice to Angor, but you never gave me any clothes."
Sunders did not bother to respond to such nonsense.
Flora curled her lips and continued to badmouth Angor. "Angor ruined the professor's clothes. You can see how disrespectful he is."
Sunders still did not answer. He looked back at the auction stage.
The eyeless man's price had reached 100,000 magic crystals, which showed how attractive a gourmet wizard was. Even if he was just an apprentice, there were still many wizards who loved good food.
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