The five old stars kneel down, I am the Supreme Urgong

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Fruit of 4 Billion Thunder! Who the hell are you?! Eight hundred years ago!!

Under the nervous and expectant gaze of the crowd.

Sure enough, the solemn voice of The Holy Ofeka was heard again in the second box!

“Three hundred million Baileys!”

As soon as these words came out, the whole lobby was shocked!

“Three hundred million Baileys, exactly ten times as many as thirty million!”

“Oh my God, do the Draco people in Box Two want a tenfold increase in price?!”

“The Draco’s financial resources are really terrible, such a random price increase, I dare not dream of such a luxury!”

The atmosphere in the hall grew hotter and hotter.

Although the auction of the Thunder Fruit has nothing to do with them anymore.

But if you can witness such a luxurious financial competition scene, it is worth it for many people!

Hearing the Jereka San is still a low price ten times higher than the price.

The Draco in Box One hesitated for a moment before calling out his price.

“Four hundred million Baileys!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone’s eyes were once again attracted by the second box.

An astronomical number echoed in their hearts!

“This time, it should be impossible to continue to increase the price by ten times…”

“Four hundred million Peles another tenfold… Oh my God, I’m a little dizzy! ”

Some rich people who could not withstand this tension were pale and only felt that their legs were weak and difficult to stand!

On the stand.

The beautiful hostess looked nervous, and the two looked at the second box with great anticipation

Although she also thought in her heart that that number was unlikely.

But the confidence in the tone of the Draco in the second box made her heart constantly reverberate with that astronomical number!

Finally!

In the moment of silence, Hereka Saint shouted out the number!

“Four billion Peles!”

It’s still ten times the price!! Boom!

With a soft sound.

The small wooden hammer in the beautiful hostess’s hand slipped from her hand and smashed directly on the floor.

But at the moment no one was paying attention to her gaffe anymore.

4 billion Bailey!

This astronomical figure directly refreshed the auction house’s highest record!

After Herekhar Saint shouted out this amount, the entire venue was suddenly plunged into the silent No. 1 box.

Saint Alexander Francis let out a slow sigh.

After thinking about it secretly, he gave up bidding on the Thunder Fruit.

The real reason for him to give up was not the amount of money that Hereka Saint shouted. This precious demonic fruit is simply not something that money can measure value.

Francis St. gave up.

Or because of the special status of The Saint of Hereka.

Moreover, who the thunder fruit belongs to in the end is not accurate now……… Francis smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Raise your hand to summon a CP member.

Let him send a sentence for himself to box two.

The silence of Box One brought the atmosphere of the whole venue to a standstill, and the dull atmosphere was a little difficult to breathe!

The host shook violently and reacted from his stunnedness.

Only to see her hurriedly pick up the wooden hammer.

“4 billion Pele! The adult in box two shouted out 4 billion Baileys. ”

“Can anyone else bid higher?!”

“First time!”

“The second time!”

The host’s voice trembled, and she herself was completely unaware of it.

With the symbolic completion of the transaction the small hammer struck the table for the third time.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief!

“Congratulations to the adults in Box 2 for receiving the Thunder Fruit!”

The host blushed and calmed down on the stand for a long time before regaining his inner peace.

The other rich people in the auction were not much better.

One by one, they sat paralyzed in their chairs.

It was as if I had just finished a long run.

The auction of the fruits of the thunder is really……… It’s so exciting! In box two.

Jereka San saw the Fruit of Thunder in his hand.

I also don’t want to continue this boring auction.

Just as they were about to leave.

A CP member belonging to the other Draco people approached Hereka Saint.

“Your Honor, we, His Royal Highness Francis, would like to have the honour of inviting you to have a cup of tea after the auction is over.”

This CP member was very respectful.

It could be seen that the attitude of the Draco he served was not bad.

At least not the kind of useless, Draco wasted Hereka Saint who was full of cruel thoughts.

He didn’t bother to pay attention to the invitation of the Francis Saint.

Eight hundred years ago.

Ancestor of the Alexander family.

In his hands, he was just an ordinary Draco cadre.

As a descendant of that old boy.

After meeting the elders.

Actually let a subordinate invite himself? The Holy Ofeka was silent.

Walk directly in front of that CP member.

He had no interest in wasting time with the Draco next door.

He came to the Chambord Islands for only two purposes.

First, it is to buy the thunder fruit.

Second, I want to have a visit to this famous island.

Besides.

Nothing could get his attention anymore.

Seeing the Draco under the Temple of Hereka had no interest in the Draco next door.

Sakarsky, along with the rest, followed and walked toward the gate of the auction house.

No one looked at the CP member who was kneeling on the ground! His Highness’s attitude is already clear.

If the other party still doesn’t know the good guys, they are naturally willing to ask for advice! The CP member who fell to his knees trembled slightly.

It wasn’t until the crowd had left that they slowly stood up.

His eyes were filled with disbelief and astonishment!

When Herekhar Saint passed by him, the terrible mental pressure almost crushed him!

Meanwhile.

When Jereka San and the others walked out of the door of the auction house.

Saint Alexander Francis was already waiting outside the gate! Seeing that the junior of this junior was actually not dead hearted.

The glow in The Holy Eye of Hereka was endless, and his tone was indifferent.

“Something?”

Face the coldness in The Holy Tone of Herreka.

The Saint Francis smiled and took the initiative to come to the Saint of Hereka.

“If you dare to bother, please don’t be surprised.”

Francis’s holy eyes flickered, and the topic suddenly changed.

“When I was still in the Holy Land, I heard your name.”

“Your heroic feat of leading the Draco to open up the world eight hundred years ago, and countless legendary epics are my favorite readings of my childhood.”

The smile on Francis’s face was even greater.

“Of course, I also know that you intervened in the internal affairs of the Kingdom of Constantambul and supported the new king in retaking the territory that had been occupied.”

Francis St. specifically mentioned the matter.

The likes of Sakarski and Streissie had a chill in their eyes.

In their hearts, they felt that Francis Saint belonged to the Three Treasures Hall without incident, and it was obvious that he had come to provoke trouble!

After all, the kingdom of Constantambul was taken away three hundred years ago by a false king supported by the Holy Family of Francis!

Perceive the grievances in the hearts of your subordinates.

Hereka San raised his hand and swung lightly.

Seeing the hereka temple raise its hand, the crowd also realized that they had overstepped it and calmed down.

The Jereka Saint’s eyes were as indifferent as ever.

I just think that this young man was fortunately not born eight hundred years ago.

Otherwise………

The Jereka Saint let out a chuckle.

“Why, you came to me to get back to that kingdom?”

I sensed the ancestor-like indifference in The Sage of Hereka’s tone.

Francis squinted slightly, still smiling, and slowly opened his hands.

“That kind of kingdom? Not interesting. ”

“If you want, I’ll send ten more to delete.”

Francis’ holy body is the elite of Alexander’s family.

I really didn’t care about a kingdom in a remote area like Constantium.

The reason why he deliberately sought out The Hereka Saint.

There is only one purpose!

Francis St. opened his mouth slowly with a sharp eye!

“Hereká San……… Are you really the king of eight hundred years ago? “