In the following time, the man with the blood lion mask began to auction one transcendent treasure after another.
Some of them were rare transcendent jobs.
Some of them were expensive and common defensive equipment.
Some of them were very rare transcendent skills.
Of course, there was no lack of contraband items. For example, it was said to be a "runic scale" of a devil creature.
Even if it was sealed, everyone could feel the evil aura emitted from it.
If it was outside, it would definitely be investigated by the experts of the Transcendent Association.
But here, it was openly placed on the table for everyone to bid on.
During this time, Gounières also made a few moves, but he didn't get anything good.
Gounières wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he patiently waited.
When the blood lion mask man's auction was about to come to an end.
Finally, something that interested Gounières appeared.
"This is an intermediate spell book. It's suitable for all spell casters."
"Of course, if it's an ordinary intermediate spell, there's naturally no need to auction it here."
"This is an extremely special strengthening-type intermediate spell."
"It's called 'Devil Edge Spell'."
"The spell has 9 syllables and 2 source energy consumption. Because it's a strengthening-type spell, its power is more than 50% stronger than spell casters of the same level. This is already very close to a high-grade spell. This kind of spell is rather rare."
"More importantly, the Devil Edge formed by the Devil Edge Spell will become faster and faster as the spell's level increases. And when it reaches level three, the trajectory of the Devil Edge Spell's Devil Edge Spell will almost completely disappear. In addition to its extremely fast speed, you can basically understand it as others being unable to capture the trajectory of this spell."
"An almost invisible trajectory. This is where the strangeness of the Devil Edge Spell lies."
"Powerful attack power and a trajectory with strong concealment?" Gounières was startled, but he immediately laughed. "It's indeed a pretty good intermediate spell."
The man with the blood lion mask continued.
"This is a storage scroll with an individual catalyst. It can only be used once."
"The starting price is 600 gold coins. Each bid must not be less than 100 gold pounds."
"It's not easy to cultivate an intermediate level incantation to level three."
"Indeed, even if you cultivate bitterly, it will still take you two to three years or even longer."
"Although it's a strengthening incantation, it's very difficult to cultivate it to level 3. Previously, it was only slightly more powerful than ordinary Intermediate Magic Incantations. The main point was that as an Intermediate Magic Incantation, its syllables were on the high side. "
At this moment, many magic incantations were secretly being cast.
A typical mid-ranked spell catalyst would only be sold for 200 gold pounds.
Ordinary high-level spells only cost 500 gold pounds.
This Intermediate Dharmic Incantation was rather special, but the price of 600 pounds was indeed quite dissuasive.
This caused no one to bid for it for a while.
"700 pounds."
At this time, the woman whose face was covered by a cloak and who had competed with Gunie for the spider crystal raised her hand.
During this period of time, the black-cloaked woman had bid for several good items.
Gounières frowned. "Someone wants to compete with me for this spell?"
"800 pounds." Gounières raised his hand as well.
After 800 pounds, there was no one to bid for it for a while.
The price of 800 gold pounds for such a spell was clearly on the high side.
Clearly, the woman was only giving it a try and didn't have any intention of competing with Gounières.
"Deal!"
After confirming that there was no competition, the deal was completed.
A moment later, the maid delivered the Devilblade Crafty Incantation to Gounières.
After paying the gold pounds, the Devilblade Crafty Incantation was in his hands.
The Devilblade Crafty Incantation that entered his eyes was a scroll. Gounières didn't accept it with a catalyst. Using his Origin Energy, Gounières felt that it was indeed as the man with the blood lion mask had said. It was a very powerful intermediate level spell.
Afterwards, the Devilblade Crafty Incantation was placed into the system's storage space.
"After I advance, condensing the eighth and ninth Secret Crossing Rune shouldn't be a problem."
"At that time, this Devilblade Crafty Incantation can be instantly cast."
"In a head-on battle, this kind of incantation is very powerful."
Following the conclusion of the Devilblade Crafty Incantation, two more Extraordinary treasures were auctioned off.
The man with the blood lion mask looked around the audience, his voice as loud as ever.
"Today's auction item exchange has come to an end. Next, it's time for everyone to interact. Whether it's information exchange or treasures exchange, there won't be any problems."
"According to the rules, every person who goes up on stage to sell or purchase will have to pay a fee of 50 pounds."
After saying that, the man with the blood lion mask had already walked down the stage.
At this moment, the audience below immediately began to discuss spiritedly. Quite a few people were in high spirits.
This was because everyone knew that the most crucial part of this exchange had arrived.
The price of 50 pounds wasn't expensive, but it wasn't cheap either.
Those who truly needed it naturally wouldn't care.
However, 50 gold pounds could dispel the thoughts of those unimportant Extraordinaires.
The audience below the stage began to discuss spiritedly.
The entire exchange hall was in an uproar.
Gounières waited for a dozen seconds, but surprisingly, no one stood up to go up on stage.
"No one is going up? Then I won't be polite. "
Immediately, Gounières stood up.
The moment Gounières stood up, many people immediately looked over.
Gounières came to the maidservant by the stairs and paid 50 pounds before walking up the stage.
Many Extraordinaires below focused their gazes on him.
Of course, there were also many Extraordinaires who were still discussing in low voices. They didn't seem to care about Gounières going up on stage.
"A green leaf storage bracelet with an internal storage space of one cubic meter. 1,000 pounds. First bid, first serve."
Gounières's voice was very hoarse. In this black market, Gounières had even changed his appearance. Naturally, he couldn't let others know his voice.
There was never a lack of demand for Extraordinaire storage equipment. Furthermore, Gounières's asking price wasn't considered high.
More importantly, there wasn't an auction for this storage equipment today.
"I'll take it." Just as Gounières finished speaking, someone had already raised his hand.
"Sure." Gounières nodded.
Immediately, a maidservant came over and took Gounières's green leaf storage bracelet away for the transaction.
Although Gounières still had two green leaf bracelets, it was best to sell them separately. Otherwise, they wouldn't be worth much.
"A pair of fiendish bronze daggers. They are completely handmade and contain a strong life aura," Gounières said again in a hoarse voice.
With that said, Gounières took out a Black Thorn wooden box.
The moment it was opened, the abundant life aura inside was gently released.
Although daggers with life aura didn't seem to be of much use, this pair of daggers was special.
"1,200 pounds. First come, first serve."
"Friend, may I ask where you obtained this dagger?" As soon as Gu Nie's voice fell, another voice rang out. The tone of the voice was rather aggressive.
Gounières looked over and saw a tall and slender man covered in a black robe. His face was also covered by a mask, so his true appearance couldn't be seen.
However, from the other party's silhouette, Gounières could guess that the other party was most likely an elf. It was even more likely that he was a blood-eared elf.
At this moment, Gounières's silhouette was modeled after a blood-eared elf.
Since he was going to sell the "Water of the Spring of Life" later, he had to put on a show to make the other party suspect that he was a blood-eared elf.
Since the other party's tone was unfriendly, Gounières wouldn't be polite.
"Hehe … Is there anyone who doesn't follow the rules here?" Gounières chuckled, then looked at the man wearing a blood lion mask not far away.
The man in the blood lion mask also stood up and didn't show the slightest bit of courtesy.
"Friend, if you want to buy it, then buy it. If you don't want to buy it, then don't buy it. Please don't ask so many unimportant questions. This is the first warning. If you do it again … please leave first! "
The fact that this black market was able to operate in the entire Suge Ruins showed that the power behind it was unimaginable.
It wasn't something that these foreign races could casually break the rules.
"I'll buy it!" The tall man who seemed to be a blood-eared elf said in a low voice.
Gounières's lips curled into a smile.
"What's the matter? Do you still want to find me by following the traces left on the dagger? I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. "
After pondering for a moment, Gounières waited for the blood-eared elf to complete the transaction before looking at the man in the blood lion mask again.
"The next item I'm going to sell has a higher price. I want to bid for it."
"No problem, but you can only bid for one item," the man in the blood lion mask said.
Then Gounières looked around the room.
"Next, I'm going to sell 500 milliliters of the Water of the Spring of Life."
Although Gounières's voice wasn't loud, it resounded throughout the room.
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
Gounières clearly saw the blood-eared elf tremble slightly and almost stand up.
If they weren't in the black market, the other party would have rushed up, ripped off his mask, and killed him.
Unfortunately, this was the black market. Even though the other party was a powerhouse of the blood-eared elf race, he had to watch obediently and didn't dare to make any strange movements. Otherwise, they would be the ones to die.
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