By the time Angor reminded Sunders, Sennefer had already raised the price to two million.
Angor remembered that Sunders bought the "Cursing Puppet" at Twilight Auction for seven million crystals.
However, when he heard the price, he only treated it as a general number and didn't think too much about it. But now, as the number kept increasing, Angor felt his blood boiling as if it was being ignited by something called "magic crystals".
When everyone in the VIP room raised the price above two million, Angor's eyes were filled with symbols of magic crystals. For the first time in his life, he felt so poor.
Not only him, but all the other wizards in the auction hall were going crazy. That was millions of magic crystals, but in the hands of this group of big shots, it was as light as a feather!
Most Magi couldn't even afford ten thousand magic crystals.
The number was still increasing. Before Sunders joined the battle, the price had already reached three million crystals. Even the VIP guests on the third floor couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Ahem!" Someone in one of the VIP rooms coughed loudly.
"Sigh, the capital that I have saved for my entire life is about to be gone. Could it be that everyone has the heart to bully an old woman?" A weathered female voice was heard.
"You made a lot of money selling witch soup, Kikyo Witch. Don't you think it's inappropriate for you to act pitiful now? "Qetesh snorted.
"You're still wasting magic crystals in the end. It's not a unique item. Why don't you stop and let me have it? I'll make a copy of the scroll and give it to you, "Sennefer said.
"Don't be so greedy, Moonfrost," Graves said in a cold tone.
"Is it because I've been suppressing you for so many years that you've become a pervert?" Sennefer sneered. "You're trying to smear my name?"
Graves didn't want to waste time arguing with Sennefer, so he only snorted.
As he watched the old monsters trying to get as many magic crystals as they could, Angor finally understood the true meaning of the number of magic crystals behind the numbers.
Even a truth-finder wizard couldn't hold on any longer.
When the price reached three million and five hundred thousand crystals, the price began to slow down. The bidders in the VIP rooms began to consider their options.
After being blinded by magic crystals for a while, Angor finally regained some of his rationality.
"Professor, why don't we accept Sennefer's suggestion? I think she's right. It's just a normal scroll. It's not hard to make a copy of it. It's pointless to fight over it, "said Angor.
"A sealing spell." Sunders pointed at the faint runes on the scroll.
"An item sealed with a sealing spell can only be read once. If others want to know the content, they can only hope that the person who broke the seal is willing to tell them the truth. So, even if Sennefer got the scroll and was willing to share it with others, do you think they'd believe her? "
"Can't use a detection spell?"
"First of all, it's an insult to Sennefer's name. Besides, there are too many ways for someone like Sennefer to avoid detection spells. "
When the price finally reached three million and seven hundred thousand crystals, Sennefer and Qetesh were the only bidders left.
Qetesh was hesitant, but Sennefer didn't mind at all.
This time, the silence was especially long. The entire auction house was completely silent. Qetesh didn't need to say anything himself to know that he had reached his limit.
After deliberating for a while, Kratos finally made his final bid, "Three million seven hundred and fifty thousand."
Sennefer chuckled and raised the price without hesitation. "Three million, seven hundred and sixty thousand."
Qetesh thought for a while and sighed. It was only ten thousand crystals.
Melantha heard Qetesh's sigh and knew that he had given up. She quickly confirmed the final price.
"Three million, seven hundred and sixty thousand, going once." "Three million, seven hundred and sixty thousand, going twice."
Before Sennefer could finish her sentence, Sunders finally opened his mouth. "Third time …" Sennefer was confident that she was going to win this time.
"Four million."
With a soft toss, everyone was shocked. They all knew who the guest in VIP room No. 12 was.
Without a doubt, Sunders was the most powerful wizard in the entire auction hall. Even though Sennefer was also a level-2 truth-finder wizard, there was still a huge gap between them. Sennefer had just become a level-2 wizard, while Sunders was already at the peak of level-2.
Why did someone like him suddenly start a bidding war?
Was he challenging Sennefer directly?
Sennefer made her own bid. "4.01 million."
Sunders raised an eyebrow. "Four million and five hundred thousand."
Without hesitation, he raised the price by five hundred thousand.
In the VIP room, Sennefer clenched her fists. That was her bottom line. She only had four million and five hundred thousand crystals.
Sennefer wanted to say something, but she didn't. She was talking to Sunders, not Graves.
In the end, Sennefer clenched her fists and gave up.
"Travel in Dreamland goes to VIP room No. 12," Melantha said after confirming three times.
Sunders won Travel in Dreamland at the last minute, which surprised everyone. Especially the ones in the VIP rooms on the third floor. They almost believed that their previous actions were all just a show.
It was all a show for Sunders.
Sunders' last act was all for the sake of showing his true colors.
Angor was also surprised. He always knew that Sunders was rich, but he didn't know that Sunders had more resources than he thought. Now that he thought about it, it made sense. Sunders had the support of the entire Nightmare Realm.
Angor calmed down a little. He believed that the Nightmare Realm would help him in the future as well.
After Sunders won Travel in Dreamland, the auction came to an end. However, Angor was still curious about the last two items, so he kept looking at the stage.
Sunders, who was standing behind him, twitched his ears and looked at someone with a strange expression.
His mouth moved from time to time. Clearly, he was talking to someone through voice transmission.
A moment later, he looked around and finally fixed his eyes on Angor.
Angor, on the other hand, was too engrossed in the last two items to notice Sunders' strange gaze.
The second last item was a portable fortress created by the Floating Mech City's research department. It was a strategic product created by the vice president and several master alchemists.
Not only did it combine both offense and defense, but it also had great mobility. This allowed this strategic-level fortress to have extremely strong adaptability no matter what kind of environment it was in.
The hologram of the fortress looked very similar to the Helicarrier Angor saw in the movies. However, Angor could tell that the Helicarrier Fortress and the Helicarrier Fortress were products of two different civilizations.
In the end, the fortress was bought by a wizard family for three million magic crystals.
After this strategic fortress was bought, it became the final item of the auction.
Angor looked at the stage expectantly. He wondered what Melantha would bring out in the end.
However, the stage was still empty, and the item was still not on display. Angor thought that something went wrong, but Melantha spoke again. "The last item, same as before. But this time, there's an extra slot to cultivate in the Pool of Soul. Start bidding, everyone. "
Before Angor could react, the price had already reached three million.
Same as before? A slot to cultivate in the Pool of Soul? 'What the hell is this?'
Angor turned around to ask for Sunders' opinion. As soon as he turned around, he saw Sunders staring at him with an unreadable expression.
"Professor?"
Sunders looked away and looked at the fierce bidding outside. "The last item of the Sky Auction is always a slot to cultivate in the 'Pool of Echoes'. That place … is created by a Mystery item. It has a chance to help you enter the path of truth. You still need to rely on your own understanding. Still, you'll end up at the bottom of the path of truth with the help of an external force. "
Sunders paused. "As for the Pool of Soul …"
"So many people died in the purification garden, and their souls returned to the Pool of Soul in the end. Using a special method, the pool of Soul of Soul can also help you enter the path of truth. But such an unorthodox method is even worse than the Pool of Echoes. You'll never be able to find it. "
"But it's still a bright light for those who can't enter the path of truth, right?" Angor asked.
"Bright light? The Pool of Echoes inspires you indirectly, giving you a chance to create new spells and walk on the path of truth. There are external forces, but you still need to rely on your own understanding. The Pool of Purification, on the other hand, stimulates your potential and uses the wisdom of countless souls to force your way to the path of truth. Once you walk down this path, who knows if it'll be you or someone else who will come out alive? "
"I advise you not to waste your time on this path. Flora has never thought of taking the unconventional path even though she has never reached the path of truth. It's related to her own future. "
Angor nodded.
The Sky Auction slowly came to an end.
Angor didn't pay attention to who won the last item. After receiving Journey in Dreamland, Angor and Sunders got on a carriage and left the auction house.
The carriage began to move and disappeared into the darkness of the night.
Angor climbed into the carriage and leaned against the soft cushion to take a nap. Although he had caught up on sleep last night and slept until the sun was shining brightly, his tiredness had not completely disappeared. Taking advantage of the quietness in the carriage, Angor soon fell asleep with the rocking of the carriage.
Half an hour later, Angor finally woke up.
He propped himself up and smelled the aroma of tea.
They were still inside the carriage. Sunders had a cup of tea in one hand and Traveler's Dream in the other. He was enjoying his tea while reading the book.
"We're not home yet, professor?" Angor leaned against the window and looked outside.
There were many buildings outside, and the place was bustling with activity. It didn't look like the Flowery Manor at all.
Did he just sleep for a while? He didn't even leave the main city?
Sunders had just finished reading Journey in Dreamland. He closed the scroll and cast a sealing spell on it, which slowly turned into ashes in his hand.
The teacup in his right hand also disappeared.
"We won't go back for now. I'll take you to meet the person who gave you the scroll."
Meet the person who gave me the scroll? Angor was puzzled. Why did he have to bring him along?
"He said he wants to see you."
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