Journey to the witch world

In the box, Enzo shook the bell and raised the price of the [Shadow Corps] witchcraft model to 6,000 magic stones.

The price is only increased by 1,000 magic stones at a time!

But after Enzo shook the bell, no other competitors appeared in the hall, mainly because the shadow witchcraft was so unpopular that this second-ring witchcraft model was a bit useless.

Under normal circumstances, witchcraft models are the most direct way for wizards to improve their strength. Except for the zero-level witchcraft of the apprentice class, witchcraft models of one level and above are very precious.

The price of the second-ring witchcraft model of the elemental system can basically reach about 100 high-level magic stones. Although the [Shadow Corps] is powerful, it is too unpopular, which makes its price low.

"What a good luck!"

The corners of Enzo's lips rose, and a smile appeared on his face. None of the auction participants in the hall were interested in [Shadow Corps], so this second-ring witchcraft model fell into Enzo's hands smoothly.

And the price is only 6,000 magic stones!

Subsequently, the auction continued. Under the auspices of Wizard Colin, more auction items appeared, and the competition in the hall became increasingly fierce.

"The next item is the Flower of the Void!"

On the auction stage, Wizard Colin's voice was loud, and several slaves next to him carried a display cabinet. Inside was a purple flower with some shiny textures on the surface, which looked extremely beautiful.

Fiana's eyes narrowed and her eyes flickered slightly.

"Is this your goal this time?" Enzo glanced at Fiana from the corner of his eye and asked softly.

The Flower of the Void, a strange plant!

This kind of flower cannot be cultivated artificially, and the birth environment is not fixed. It may be in the deep sea or in a lava crater.

And its effect is suitable for third-level apprentices!

When a third-level apprentice is trying to reach the wizarding realm, using the Flower of the Void cannot increase the probability of success in promotion, but if it fails, it can quickly make up for the physical damage, which is a layer of insurance.

You must know that the process of a third-level apprentice being promoted to a formal wizard is a journey between life and death.

Even if you are fully prepared, the success rate cannot be 100%.

The loser will inevitably suffer great physical losses, just like the thin apprentice Enzo met in the square before, who fell into an almost irreversible state of weakness because he failed to attack the wizard.

"Flower of the Void, base price is 5,000 magic stones!" Wizard Colin said loudly.

Although the effect of the Flower of the Void is magical, it is only suitable for the apprentice class after all, so the price is not amazing.

Fianna shook the bell and started the first round of bidding.

Immediately afterwards, someone rang the bell to bid.

The Flower of the Void is useless to formal wizards, but it is perfect if used to cultivate future generations, so the price quickly reached 10,000 magic stones.

"This price is about the same."

Enzo thought to himself, the market price of the Flower of the Void is around 10,000 magic stones. If it exceeds this price, the gain will outweigh the loss.

Fianna shook the bell again.

Although the bidding continued to increase, and the value of the Void Flower itself had exceeded, Fiana at this time had decided to enter the realm of wizards in the near future, so she needed this Void Flower very much.

Therefore, she doesn't mind spending more magic stones.

After Fianna rang the bell for the last time, the hall fell into silence. As Wizard Colin dropped the hammer, the price of the Flower of the Void was finally fixed at 11,000 magic stones, which is 110 high-level magic stones.

After getting the Flower of the Void, Fiana seemed relieved.

"The next auction item is the dragon's heart!"

"This dragon heart comes from an adult ice dragon whose life level has reached the second level. It can be used as the core material for making witchcraft puppets or synthetic beasts!"

"The base price is 40,000 magic stones!"

On the auction stage, four alien slaves jointly carried out a crystal container with a huge red heart soaked in green liquid.

"Dragon heart?"

Enzo looked forward, with a thoughtful expression on his face. In the multiverse, dragon creatures are powerful representatives. Although they are rare in number, their individual strength is extremely terrifying.

Once purebred dragons enter adulthood, they can possess combat power that is no less than that of formal wizards, and the best among them can continue to evolve and easily reach the level of second-level life forms or above.

At the same time, the dragon is full of treasures!

Whether it is blood, skin, or bones, they can all be used to make demonized items, and the most important part of them, the heart, is the core material for making second-level witchcraft puppets.

Jingle Bell!

With the appearance of the dragon's heart, the atmosphere of the auction seemed to reach a climax all of a sudden. The sound of the golden bell shaking continued to sound, and the price of the dragon's heart also climbed steadily, and soon reached 50,000 magic stones.

"51,000 magic stones!"

In the box, Enzo also rang the bell. After purchasing the blood robe and witchcraft model, he still had 800 high-grade magic stones on him, which converted into ordinary magic stones was 80,000.

Such a large amount of wealth is enough to compete for the dragon's heart!

Jingle Bell!

In the box not far away, someone rang the bell again to bid. As the price of the dragon's heart exceeded 50,000 magic stones, the number of qualified competitors in the hall had gradually decreased.

Before Enzo could ring the bell, another bid came from another box.

Enzo's eyes flickered and he was not in a hurry to ring the bell.

At this time, there are only three people left in the hall who are qualified to compete for the dragon's heart. In addition to Enzo, the other two competitors are fiercely competing.

"I'm going to decide on this dragon heart!"

In the box on the far right, an unusually burly bald wizard was standing with his chest bare, holding a pair of beautiful twins in his left and right arms, looking at the dragon's heart with burning eyes.

"As long as I get this dragon heart, I can create a second-level life form level witchcraft puppet!"

In another box, there was a silver-haired wizard with an old face, wearing a clean white robe, with a deep luster in his eyes, and he also showed determination to win the dragon's heart on the auction stage.

The silver-haired old wizard rang the bell three times in a row, directly raising the price of the dragon's heart to 60,000 magic stones, making the other bald wizard gnash his teeth.

"Damn bastard!"

In the box, the bald wizard violently hammered the mahogany coffee table in front of him, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, and growled in a low voice, "Don't let me know who you are, or you will definitely make you pay the price!"

"Sixty-five thousand! Let's see if you still dare to fight!"

The bald wizard also rang the bell continuously and raised the price of the dragon's heart to 65,000. This was his entire wealth and the last bid.

The silver-haired old wizard hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to increase the price.

"Damn it!" the bald wizard cursed secretly.

As the bald wizard stopped bidding, a smile appeared on the silver-haired old wizard's face. Just when he thought the dragon's heart was within easy reach, the sound of ringing the bell came again in the hall.

"Sixty-six thousand magic stones!" Enzo took action.

The silver-haired old wizard's face suddenly turned gloomy. He glanced at the box where Enzo was sitting with a cold gaze, picked up the bell on the table, and after a moment's hesitation, he chose to continue bidding.

"Dragon Heart, I really didn't expect [Eye of the Hurricane] to be able to offer such an auction item!"

At the same time, in the box in the corner of the hall, an old man with snake-like vertical pupils, his eyes flashing with a strange luster, looked at the dragon's heart on the auction table, with a greedy expression on his face.

"If I can eat this dragon's heart, I will definitely be able to regain more strength."

The snake-eyed old man held out his slender snake letter, shook his head with some regret, and sighed, "Unfortunately, we have other goals and cannot waste our wealth on this dragon heart."

"If you really want to get this dragon heart, maybe we can do it at the end of the auction!" At this time, one of the four men standing behind the old man with snake eyes suggested.

"Ha! Let's forget it."

The old man with snake eyes shook his head and said softly, "The situation in the Dark Territory is tense now. Everything must be based on our plan and try not to cause any complications!"

"Yes, sir."

The four men with black snakes tattooed on their faces spoke in unison.

At this time, the bidding for the dragon's heart has reached the final stage.

"Seventy thousand magic stones!"

Enzo looked calm and shook the bell again. According to his inference, 70,000 magic stones was already the bottom line for another competitor. If the price of the dragon's heart reached this level, the opponent would not continue to compete.

Just as Enzo speculated, after Enzo rang the bell again, the silver-haired old wizard in the box put down the bell with a gloomy expression.

In the end, the dragon's heart was captured by Enzo!

"Congratulations to Mr. Enzo." Fiana said softly in the box, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes when she looked at Enzo.

She didn't seem to expect that Enzo, as a newly promoted second-level wizard, would have so much wealth. If she had known, many second-level wizards would not have more than 100,000 magic stones in their lifetime.

"Next, is the grand finale of this auction!"

As the dragon's heart auction ended, this year's Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind auction was also coming to an end. There was a hint of excitement in Wizard Colin's tone, and he clapped his hands gently.

A rusty ancient sword appeared on the auction block.

"Is that a magic weapon?" Enzo's pupils shrank and he looked at the ancient sword on the auction table. Some information quickly flashed through his mind, and he had some guesses about the finale item of the Nausicaa of the Wind auction.

"Magic weapon, Syndra's Sword!"

"The Sindra family, which once had a long history and had second-level wizards, has a treasure that has been passed down for thousands of years. The first-generation holder, the Sindra wizard, relied on this magic weapon to explore the lost continent alone."

"What's the price of the magic weapon? I'm afraid I don't need to introduce it further!"

"Without further ado, the base price of Syndra's Sword is 50,000 magic stones. The bidding begins now!" As the final item of the auction appeared, the atmosphere in the hall became intense in an instant.

Jingle Bell! !

The sound of bells shaking could be heard constantly in the many private rooms. The allure of the magic weapon was enough to drive a second-level wizard into madness, and it was enough to become a treasure passed down by a wizard family for thousands of years.

"Sword of Syndra" Enzo whispered.

Enzo had learned about this magic weapon in a book. It was a treasure inherited by a family called "Sindra" and had a history of thousands of years.

About fifteen hundred years ago, a Sindra wizard appeared in the northern continent.

Syndra was originally a wandering wizard who received the wizarding inheritance by chance. Although his talent was average, his tenacity and some luck allowed him to successfully be promoted to an official wizard.

After condensing magic crystals and becoming an official wizard, Syndra realized that her talent had reached its limit.

If he wanted to go further on the wizard's journey, Syndra had to look for opportunities. During decades of adventure in the northern continent, he accidentally obtained a map of the ruins of the lost continent.

Perhaps for ordinary wizards, the Lost Continent represents danger and forbidden territory.

However, in Syndra's eyes, this was an opportunity. In order to move towards a higher life level, Syndra resolutely embarked on a journey to the Lost Continent.

No one knows the details of this adventure. Anyway, ten years after leaving the Northern Continent, Syndra, who returned again, has been promoted to the second level.

A wandering wizard with mediocre talent became a powerful second-level wizard. This experience can be called a legendary biography. After Syndra returned to the northern continent, she established the Syndra family.

And when he returned from the Lost Continent, the magic weapon he used became a legacy of the Syndra family.

As time goes by, even second-level wizards cannot be promoted to third-level, and the ultimate end is death. After the death of Wizard Sindra, the Sindra family quickly declined and was destroyed by the hostile wizard family.

Therefore, the magic weapon Syndra's Sword has also disappeared.

Until today, the Sword of Syndra reappeared, and the broken sword body told of its past glory. After appearing as the finale item of the Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind auction, it also attracted competition from many wizards.

"Unfortunately, the magic stones on my body have been used up."

Enzo looked at the Sword of Syndra on the auction table and couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Although he obtained a magic weapon that could significantly improve his strength, unfortunately, the magic stone on his body was no longer enough to compete with Syndra. sword.

"Eighty thousand magic stones!"

With the sound of the bell shaking, the price of Syndra's Sword has been competed to 80,000 magic stones. At this time, the number of competitors has been significantly reduced, and only the sound can be heard from the four boxes.

"Ninety thousand magic stones!"

In the box in the corner of the hall, the old man with vertical pupils looked calm. The men behind him shook the bells one after another and directly increased the price by 10,000 magic stones, showing that he was determined to win.

"The magic weapon is not important to me, but the runes on Syndra's Sword are the only clues to find the map of the ruins of the God of Slaughter."

The old man with vertical pupils had an expressionless face, and his eyes shone with a strange luster.

He stretched out his scarlet tongue like a snake letter, licked his lips gently, and murmured: "The settlement of [Black Snake Church] in the Dark Territory is imminent. I must go to the Lost Continent before anything happens. As long as I can After getting the Sword of Syndra, I can rely on it to find the map and find where the ruins of the [God of Slaughter] are."

"I have been trapped in the maze of night for too long, and the endless years have passed quietly!"

"Since the end of that final battle, the great Dark Master has fallen, and the God of Slaughter, as a subordinate god, has also shattered and fallen into the Lost Continent. There has been no news for endless years."