Jiu Ba took a deep breath of the enchanting and unique fragrance of the magic potion in his hand. He reluctantly took out a space ring with five thousand magic stones and threw it to William, who was standing on the auction stage.
After paying the magic stones, Jiu Ba carefully placed Pinsolo's third magic flower back into his spatial ring. He then stood up and coldly swept his gaze around, warning everyone who was looking at him with ill intentions. After doing this, Jiu Ba didn't participate in the rest of Bluestone's auction. He didn't even look back as he straightforwardly walked towards the entrance of the wooden building.
Although he was tall and strong and didn't look very smart, Jiu Ba wasn't a fool. He was able to cultivate to the level of an advanced Apprentice Wizard in the Wizard World of Odin, where the strong preyed on the weak and believed in the strong. He was very clear that getting the third magic flower from the auction didn't mean that he actually had it. He still had to resist the prying eyes of those with ill intentions and protect the third magic flower.
Jiu Ba wasn't the only one in the auction hall who could take out five thousand magic stones. Based on his own observation, he knew that there were several other advanced Apprentice Wizards present who definitely had more than five thousand magic stones. Jiu Ba wasn't the only one who urgently needed the Amon Potion. Since that was the case, why didn't the others make a new bid and get the third magic flower?
The answer was very simple! Although they really wanted the potion, the auction price was too high. So why not give it a try and make a deal that didn't cost them anything? Jiu Ba couldn't be clearer about what these people were thinking. After all, he had the same idea before.
Apart from that, Jiu Ba didn't have any extra magic stones on him besides a hundred magic stones for daily training. If he continued to stay in the Bluestone Auction, he wouldn't be able to do anything if he found something that moved him. Since that was the case, he might as well leave now. That way, he might be able to reduce some resistance.
Looking at Jiu Ba's departing figure, William, who had obtained 5,000 Magic Stones, didn't stop Jiu Ba from leaving. Instead, a faint smile appeared on his plump face. No matter how one looked at it, this smile was complacent and cunning!
Jiu Ba walked to the door of the wooden building step by step. However, when he was three steps away from the door, he suddenly felt dizzy without any warning, and the magical power in his body was a little out of control as well.
Jiu Ba was terrified when he saw this. He quickly looked back, but what he didn't expect was that at least ninety percent of the wizards in the auction hall had already fainted. Only a few advanced Apprentice Wizards were like him, struggling to stay awake for the time being.
Seeing this, Jiu Ba immediately understood what had happened. He raised his head and glared at William and Castroville, who were standing on the auction stage with a smile on their faces. He cursed loudly, "You two bastards …"
Before he could finish, Castroville, who had been silent all this time, pointed at him lightly. A dark green light shot towards Jiu Ba. Under the influence of the Modos Magic Poison, Jiu Ba, who couldn't control his own mana, couldn't put up any effective defense. He could only watch as the dark green light pierced through his heart.
"Bang!"
With his heart destroyed, Jiu Ba's eyes were wide open in anger. He didn't struggle at all and fell heavily to the ground. After Jiu Ba's death, William and Castroville didn't hesitate to deal with the few advanced Apprentice Wizards who were still struggling under the influence of the Modos Magic Poison.
After dealing with all the trouble, there wasn't a single wizard left standing in the auction hall. William didn't hide it anymore. He had a proud smile on his face as he excitedly said to Castroville, "Castroville, my friend, we've finally done it. With the flesh and blood of these people, we can cultivate ten … No!" At least twenty Pinsolio Magic Herbs! With the help of these Pinsolio Magic Herbs, the two of us can definitely become level-1 wizards! Hahahaha! "
William seemed to have thought of something, and the excitement on his face suddenly turned into a ferocious expression. He said viciously, "When I become a level-1 wizard, the first thing I'll do is kill that old bastard Lorenzo. I spent so much effort to organize this auction, but you didn't do anything. You just made a name for yourself and took away a big part of it. What an old bastard …"
William wanted to continue, but before he could say anything, he felt a chill in front of his chest. He looked down and saw a dark green ray of light piercing through his heart.
The second elder of the Golovin tribe, Mr. Castroville, who hadn't spoken during the auction, finally spoke after William had tricked him. He slowly said in a hoarse voice, "You're right.
He said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for your trust, William, but you're worthless now!"
After saying that, Castroville gently patted William, who had a strong vitality and had lost his heart. In the next second, William fell to the ground and died with his eyes wide open.
After dealing with William, Castroville took all the valuables from the Wizards who had fainted and were about to die. Just as Castroville was counting his gains, a young Advanced Apprentice Wizard wearing Odin's traditional clothing walked into the wooden building and said to Castroville in a deep voice, "Uncle, the people of William's Spirit Energy Association outside have all been killed by our tribe's people!"
Hearing the young man's answer, Castroville nodded in satisfaction. Then, he casually picked out an exquisite Space Ring from his harvest and threw it to the young man. "Pastor, this is the reward you deserve!" he said indifferently.
Pastor received the dimensional ring in surprise and was about to say something to thank Castroville. However, something strange happened again. A wizard of the Golovin Tribe with blood on his face stumbled into the wooden building and said to Castroville in horror, "Not good, second elder! I don't know when a cloud of grey smoke appeared outside the wooden building. Some of our tribe members have already died miserably after smelling the smoke …"
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