Dragon Zero

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After the two rounds of bidding, the two high-quality treasures have been bid away, and it may be because the bidding has only one chance, and the bids are bizarrely high, even people dare not dare to think.

Linda sighed: "These people are really rich. They actually paid such a big price for a piece of equipment. Really, it seems that the bidding tonight has nothing to do with us."

Bing Zhixie said: "It is reasonable to say that high-level treasures can't reach this price, and millions of them are already very high, but these two are really good things. For mercenary officers who live on the front line, they need to use these protections. It's not surprising that you will be willing to spend your own life."

"But most of the people sitting here don't look like people who have been living in danger for many years. They spend tens of millions to buy this, maybe just to decorate it at home. Forget it, let's go."

"Hey, wait a minute, and now you are here, let's see what the holy weapon is anyway. And this bidding was originally only eight things, but it was divided into two up and down. I think the second bid is not the same. Don’t forget what Sultan told us yesterday afternoon, he wouldn’t know that we are not billionaires.” Bing Zhixie said.

Linda nodded: "It makes sense, then look again."

The third holy artifact came out, and everyone even opened their eyes and waited. I saw a person carrying the tray, and the plate was covered with a piece of silk cloth. Seeing this come out, some people who were expecting armor and swords were a little disappointed. But everyone was still curious, what a holy object is such a small tray.

The silk cloth was opened, and it turned out to be a book.

"Book? The holy tool you said is this book?" Someone asked immediately.

The host said: "Yes, this book, this holy tool."

A mage wearing a long blue robe said: "I know some books are very valuable, but can this strange book be called a holy weapon?"

Placed in the tray is a silver book, reflecting the metallic luster, it should be a book bound with metal pressure paper.

The host said: "For your question, there is an appraiser to answer it."

One of the appraisers on both sides of the booth cleared his throat and said, "This book is called the Book of the Mystery. It is a new book released a few years ago. It is also a holy tool. The book was made by magic It was produced by the union and the holy garden. It contains more than 70 magic secrets. Each page is a piece of magic. I am also a member of the magic union. I have seen the compilation of this treasure, and the producer is There are now sages of Raffle who have passed away. You can ask the host to show the signature at the end of the book, with the signatures of Raffle and others, and the unique emblems of the Holy Garden and the Magic Union. "

This time the venue was moved: "It was actually the work of Sage Ravl."

"Is it true? The host will let us take a look."

The host asked the saint to step down and showed the final signature in front of several people.

The appraiser said: "This book of sacred secrets is not a teaching book, and it does not record how to learn these magics. It is actually a secret language condensed by magic, as long as the holder has enough abilities to activate this book, Your consciousness can directly use this book to cast more than 70 kinds of occult magic. These occult magics are some of the collections in the magic union and the holy garden. There are few mysterious magics in the world. Host, please Give me the book."

The host handed over the book to the appraiser. I saw the magical power in the hands of the appraiser, poured into the book of the mystery, the silver book immediately turned out, and emitted a strange silver halo, and there were countless magic spots shining beside.

"Ah! Really... really dazzling."

"It's a book made by the Holy Garden."

The light flashed for a while and then faded away. The appraiser closed the book and said: "I don't need to demonstrate the magic inside. Everyone must have believed it. There is a reason why this book will be on sale at the auction, because the Holy Garden hopes this The book can be used by everyone, not just circulated between the magic union and the holy garden, they hope that more people will realize the mystery of magic, and further study to benefit the people of the world. My explanation is finished, host Please take the book back."

The host put the book back in the tray: "Please bid now."

Linda asked Bing Zhixie: "Darling, do you want to bid?"

Bing Zhixie chuckled: "I am not interested in this book at all."

"Why, this is a good treasure. The magic that can be recorded by the Holy Garden and the Magic Union must not be simple. You can cast the magic above without learning. How good."

Bing Zhixie said: "This book is just an easy tool to cast spells, and nothing can be obtained from it."

"But this is just a treasure."

"What you said makes sense, but I'm not interested, and I won't get the price, so I'm not in trouble."

A staff member brought the box to Bing Zhixie, and Bing Zhixie waved his hand and said that he would not bid. Soon thousands of bidders put their bids into more than one hundred boxes. In a small room next to more than one hundred boxes, all of them are the people who count the highest bids.

More than twenty minutes later, a staff member came out with a bid. The host took the paper and said, "It is No. 1408 that got the holy book "Book of the Mystery" and bid 71.7 million gold coins."

Many people at the scene gave out sighs and regrets, apparently regretting why they no longer add a little more price.

The host said: "Okay, the first bid has been completed, and the winning bidder can contact us later. Now let me talk about the rules of the second bid. There are five treasures in the second bid, each A person who wants to participate needs to pay us an additional admission fee of 500,000 gold coins."

Many people secretly whispered that the Heavenly Building was a pit of money.

The host said: "The next is the most important requirement. The person who wants to participate in bidding for the treasure must be the future of the treasure, that is to say, it cannot be substituted for someone."

Many people made a surprised voice when saying this: "Why?"

"Oh, this request is really weird. Isn't the money we brought in money?"

"Yeah, I said we were the ones who came to bid in person, did you know?"

Facing a commotion, the host can only suppress them with a louder voice: "Your questions have no meaning to us, because this is the unanimous request of the seller, and we only respect the opinions of customers. Second According to this requirement, those who participate in the bidding for the following treasures must have a level 7 or higher."

This time it is even more upset, and you have to have enough money, and you have to have more than seven levels of strength. This time most of the audience will be excluded.

The host said: "Because of these treasures, people who do not have these qualifications cannot use it. And these are only the first two requirements. Those who do not meet the requirements, please leave. Those who think that they have the symbol conditions, please follow me to the other side. Prove your ability."

Linda muttered: "What the **** is going on. An auction will get more and more troublesome."

Bing Zhixie said: "Leave it alone, be ready to test."

Of course, there is a method of testing, which is not a problem. Only after the test, the host led the rest to another small room. Bing Zhixie was shocked at first glance. There were dozens of people who passed the test. I thought of these seventh-order masters. I didn't see it during the war.

Linda tweeted the childish evil: "The ones I have seen over there are a few officers in the army brought by the dark marquis."

Bing Zhixie secretly said: "This dark martial artist is really not simple, there are such a number of people under his bare hands." Bing Zhixie also saw the mechanical muse of the prisoner's door, and a few looked familiar, yet He can’t remember who he is, but he knows that these must be famous celebrities in the world, including Firebird and Rennes.

The host said: "The third condition is that each of you will answer me a question. After answering, I will tell you who is eligible to participate in this bid. In addition, is there any of you called Silest Bingzhi Evil person?"

Bing Zhixie raised his hand and said: "I am."

The host said: "You can directly participate in this bid without answering this question. Please enter the room over there with our staff."

Bingzhixie was surprised in amazement: "Why don't I have to answer questions?"

The host spread his hands and said: "I don't know, this is decided by the seller."

Bing Zhixie was even more puzzled, wondering why the seller would make an exception for no reason at all, and still name the surname.

Others have also set their sights on him. Obviously this ice childish evil has become the focus of everyone's attention.

Linda tweeted the childish evil: "Darling, then you go in and wait for me inside."

"Well." Bing Zhixie nodded, looked at Linda and the crowd, and followed the staff into the room at the back of the hall.

In the room, Bingzhixie waited quietly. This room is not small, but it is too small compared to the front hall. There are only two or thirty seats here, and there is an open space in the middle. Obviously, the seller or the Paradise Building feels that there will not be too many people who can enter here to participate in the bidding.

It didn't take long for the first person to come in. He first glanced at Bing Zhixie, then he took a seat opposite Bing Zhixie and sat down, and kept staring.

Bing Zhixie was stared a little uncomfortably and asked, "What question did he ask you?"

The man didn't answer, just snorted, turned his head to the side, and then tilted his legs and shook back and forth.

Bing Zhixie touched a cold nail and didn't care, lying on a chair and closing his eyes to refresh himself.

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