"Number 19 offers 150,000 crystals!"
"Number 177 offers 180,000 crystals!"
"Number 19 offers 190,000 crystals!"
Flora floated behind Sunders and whispered, "Professor, it's just a gourmet apprentice. Why spend so much money? We can just go to Fairytown and find one. "
Flora's so-called 'search' meant that she would knock out anyone she found pleasing to the eye and take them away. She would do it all in one go without hesitation.
Sunders did not answer Flora's question directly. Instead, he asked in a strange tone, "Do you think Greya is really dead?"
"Number 327 offers 200,000 crystals!"
Sunders glanced at the price and added another 10,000 crystals. The eyeless man's price had reached 210,000 crystals.
Flora hesitated. "Greya should be dead, right? Time in the Nightmare Realm is almost frozen. If she could come out, she would have done so already. Unless she left from another exit, and no one knows about it. But that's too unlikely. "
"Besides, even if she did leave the Nightmare Realm, she should've contacted Candy House instead of her own people." Flora pouted. "Anyway, I think she's dead."
"Then let's assume she's dead." Sunders did not comment further as if his question was meaningless.
Flora narrowed her eyes. "Are you saying there's more to this than meets the eye, professor?"
Sunders remained silent for a moment. "The people of Candy House … they seem to be free-spirited and unrestrained, but they are much more united than we think. Such a powerful organization did not do anything about Greya's death. Even when their people were captured and sold, no one came to rescue them. Don't you think it's strange? "
Flora tilted her head. "You mean … Greya is not dead?"
Sunders shook his head. "I don't know. But I heard an anecdote."
"What anecdote?"
Sunders' eyes darkened. "Felicia went to the Brilliance Plane some time ago. Then she went to Grand Plane with an old man whose hair was braided into a crescent moon shape and whose beard was inlaid with suns."
His hair was braided into a crescent moon shape, and his beard was inlaid with suns. A shadow appeared in Flora's mind.
"Brilliance Plane, is it?" Flora muttered. "That's strange."
The Brilliance Plane was a subsidiary plane of the Sorcerer World.
A so-called subsidiary plane was a manifestation of a plane's successful fusion. It was a plane that was free of all the characteristics of a free plane. All the rules and properties were expressed by the fusion, but the subsidiary plane itself was independent of the major world.
For example, the relationship between the offshore islands and the mainland. Even if the island appeared to be isolated in the sea and had no borders with the mainland, if one looked at it from the perspective of the continental shelf, the island was actually just a derivative of the continental shelf. In the end, it was still a single entity, just that its appearance was independent.
Here, the Brilliance Plane was the offshore island, and the continental shelf was the Magus World.
There were many subsidiary planes like this in the southern region. Due to the huge gap between wizards and mortals, most wizard organizations were established in subsidiary planes to avoid contact with mortals. Among these subsidiary planes, the Brilliance Plane was a very special existence.
The vastness of the subsidiary planes was beyond imagination. Some of them were even larger than the Fey Continent. The reason why the Brilliance Plane was special was that in such a vast subsidiary plane, there was only one Magus organization in the entire Brilliance Plane. This was very rare in other subsidiary planes.
And this wizard organization that occupied a whole subsidiary plane was called Starliege Temple.
The holy land of Prophets.
The figure that appeared in Flora's mind was also a famous Prophet, Prada the Stargazer.
Sunders only described the man's appearance without mentioning his real name. This was because Prophets could sense people who called them by their names.
Just like Abyss Demons, whose real names were their medium. By mentioning their real names, they could send their thoughts across thousands of planes to find you.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, Sunders did not mention the man's real name.
"Felicia hired a great Prophet, but he didn't go to Haunt World to look for Greya. Instead, he went to Haunt World's neighbor, the Grand Plane. This is somewhat thought-provoking. " Perhaps women were naturally sensitive to gossip. Although Flora said it was strange, she was already imagining several scenarios in her head.
Perhaps Greya was still alive. But …
"But is that why you want to buy him, professor? To do Greya a favor? "Flora pointed at the eyeless man on the stage.
Sunders shook his head. "Not really. It's just that I haven't eaten food cooked by a gourmet wizard for a long time, and I'm hungry. "
Flora humphed. "You think I'll believe that?"
Sunders smiled. "Believe it or not, it's up to you."
…
In the end, Sunders did not buy the eyeless man.
When Twilight announced the deal, Sunders' voice echoed throughout the hall. "Mister Sunders, shall we have dinner together tonight? Let's ask the guy in the cage to cook for us. "
Sunders did not respond.
"I bought him because I want him to cook for us," said Flora. She paused. "It doesn't make much of a difference. He's going to be —" "Yours."
Before she could finish, Flora retorted, "What do you mean 'about the same'? Don't push your luck, Lydia."
It was Lydia who bought the eyeless man. She smiled in a flirtatious manner. "What? She's a bit angry today. Is it because she's jealous? "
Flora was about to retort when she heard a rough male voice. "Red Lotus, we're in public. Let's not talk like that. Mister Phantom doesn't want to talk to you, so don't make trouble for yourself. "
Lydia's expression darkened. "I was wondering who it was. It's the Sick Lion of Shore, Devildare."
Everyone chuckled at Lydia's words. She dared to talk to Devildare directly and changed the name from Lion of Shore to Sickly Lion. As expected of Fire Lotus, who was known for her short temper.
Devildare humphed.
"What's wrong? You want to fight me? Bring it on. "
Devildare did not respond. Instead, he spoke to Twilight. "Continue."
Twilight nodded and spoke to Room 1, "Calm down, Lady Lotus. Why don't you take a look at our last item? Maybe you'll be interested."
After Twilight finished speaking, the Magic Array in the inner field emitted a bright light. It was at full power, consuming hundreds of mana crystals every minute.
At the same time, a dozen wizards showed up on the stage. Some were floating, some were hiding, some were leaning against the wall, and some were sitting upright. They surrounded the auction stage tightly.
Such a grand display showed how important the last item was to Twilight Auction.
The Magi present began to raise their heads in anticipation as they waited for the battle to begin. Even Lydia narrowed her eyes and stopped arguing.
She did not hear anything good coming out of this year's auction. But Twilight's current lineup made it seem as though a peerless treasure was about to appear in the world.
Actually, there was something fishy about this.
Devildare didn't know what to do. Someone actually offered the item to him right before the grand auction began. He was going to take it from the auction house, but the seller insisted on going outside. He wanted to delay the auction until the end of the year. Even if he did not, he could still advertise the item to the public and earn more money. However, the seller still insisted on holding the item in the middle of the year. Devildare had no choice but to agree.
As a matter of fact, Devildare invited Sunders here because of an urgent invitation.
"Please have a look, everyone." Twilight waved a hand and a sealed glass cabinet appeared on the stage.
A doll that looked dark and obscure was hung in a glass cabinet.
The doll was not big. It was about half the length of an arm. From afar, it looked like a weather doll used by mortals to pray for good weather. It had a simple round head, a few strands of black hair, and a long string on its body that could be hung anywhere.
However, one would notice something strange when looking closer. The doll gave off an eerie aura. The few strands of black hair on its head could not cover its eyes. Its eyes were concentric circles of black and red. They were tightly pressed together and emitted a strange light.
All the wizards, including Sunders, gasped in shock when they saw the doll.
They thought Twilight Auction's final auction item would be a high-tier alchemy item or something of the same value. They did not expect it to be something like this!
This was definitely the most expensive item Twilight Auction had ever produced in the past ten years.
Regardless of whether or not they were able to obtain this item, almost all of the official Magi had the thought that this trip was not in vain.
To Sorcerer-Apprentices, this doll didn't have much special features, but it did look a little scary and sinister.
Only an official Magus would be able to see through the secrets hidden within this little doll.
When the doll appeared, to the official Magi, the entire inner hall seemed to have darkened. Only a black shadow with a shrieking laugh could be seen jumping out from the doll and covering the entire inner hall. Then they saw a pair of blood-red eyes growing out of the shadow, as well as a bloody mouth that remained upturned all the time.
Even the anti-magic glass cabinets could not stop the terrifying blood shadow that seemed to have materialized.
This was a world that apprentices could not see.
…
"It can't be wrong. This must be a … Mystery item!" A wizard stood up in excitement. His eyes were full of surprise. It seemed he wanted to rush to the stage and observe the item closely.
"Mysterious item?" The excitement of this Magus instantly infected the others.
Most of the sorcerer-apprentices were still a little vague about the concept of "mysterious items." Even if they didn't know the concept of "mysterious," looking at the sorcerer's excited appearance, they clearly understood that the final auction item on the stage might not be as simple as it appeared to be.
"That's right. A Mystery item that has never been seen before." Twilight smiled as she watched the wizards sigh at the doll. "It's called the Cursing Doll," she said slowly.
Twilight only mentioned the name of the item. She did not mention anything else about it.
It was not that she did not want to. She did not know. The seller was very mysterious, and the item was also very mysterious. The seller did not even allow them to do a routine test before the item was put up for auction. Otherwise, they would not be sold.
It was a mystery item, a mystery item in the wild.
Even if it was put up for auction in Floating Mech City, it would be the final item!
If they could get this item from a small wizard market, their reputation and popularity would be greatly boosted. In order to not let go of this item, they still accepted it despite the seller's harsh conditions.
"Let's cut to the chase. The starting price of this item is 100,000 magic crystals. Each increment is not less than … 100,000 magic crystals!"
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