Dragon Zero

The origin of the Rose of Holy Blood is no longer known, but the history it has experienced has become a story passed by everyone. Princess Dalia, Queen Nina, Battle of Baise City, Battle of Teshtar Temple, Seven-Day Talks The battle, Dango's dragon slaying technique... each and every well-known historical story created the legend of the Holy Blood Rose itself.

"This magical sceptre, measuring its value by money, is desecrating it. Mr. Putist, you shouldn't do this." The half-forbidden old man has always looked harsh and rarely said. But it said at this time: "The holy rod should be respected as it should be, and it should not be auctioned."

Putist froze for a moment, and did not rush to answer.

A rash mercenary roared in the back row of the venue: "If you don't auction it, what should I do? Is it given to you? Or let everyone have a trial, and the winner will take it away?"

The half-banned majority of Solatum closed his eyes and said solemnly: "No matter what, it shouldn't be auctioned. If Mr. Putist really wants to do this, Solatum will have to offend!" Holding a long staff in hand, the power in his hand sank, the powerful magic pressure blew everyone's faces, and the law of air flow changed.

"Oh, good fellow, does the old missionary man want to do something here?" The guests were very upset with his tyrannical attitude. Those who dared to speak at the scene had a bit of unique skills under their hands. It would be a big battle to get up.

The slaughter tiger Bahu who was guarding the left and right sides of the venue opened his eyes closed and rested, and the dead snake Hymanra moved with magic in his hand and held the sickle in his hand.

At this time, Boqin also spoke: "I also feel that it is not good to decide the ownership of the sceptre by auction. Although the Tashtar Temple is no longer there, it was once a sacred object in the temple and is now semi-forbidden. The Archbishop's Academy was rebuilt on the site of the Teshtar Temple, right?"

Putist suddenly realized.

Solatum glanced at Boqin, and slightly said, "The vice-chairman has a great memory, and I can still remember the address of the Academy of Education."

Semi-forbidden religion is not a long-standing religion, and its founding history does not seem to have much to do with the Teshtar Temple. But his church site was indeed rebuilt on the site of the Tashtar temple. Perhaps because of the religious architecture, Soratum has a special relationship with this holy object in the temple.

The meeting place became noisy, and someone asked, "According to the two of you, is it really necessary to use force to resolve its ownership?"

Boqin did not deny: "The noble sacred artifact should belong to the person who is most suitable for it. This world is already the weak and the strong, and the strong are entitled to have everything!"

When everyone heard this, they were immediately unhappy: "If this is the case, we don't need to participate in this auction! Whose power and magic are comparable to the vice president of your magic guild? Mark of the Fist Lermontov? Mr. Putist, as the owner of the manor, do you agree to use this method to determine the ownership of the sacred artifacts? What is this auction for?"

Another humane said: "Ms. Boqin, you said that the strongest informs everything. You may not be the strongest present? Even if one person can't beat you, how about everyone joining hands? Are you sure that you are the strongest side?"

"Yeah, yeah, do you think you are the strongest? Maybe there is a stronger master hiding among us who can defeat you. Don't forget that the one who killed Podokashijie is among us. "

Others clamored, and they were not ashamed of many people present in Boqin's past, and their respect for the vice president of the magic guild was far not as strong as for the sage.

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder from the president is getting heavier and the auction is about to get out of control, Putiste had to speak: "Now there are two different opinions. I think what both sides say is reasonable. In fact, I am more in favor of the method of martial arts to determine the holy blood. The ownership of the rose, but many people will disagree, obviously it is not fair. It is my honor to be here today to add luster to the Putiste Manor, and I don’t want to disappoint everyone, so everyone here, Is there a better way to distribute this holy blood rose staff fairly?"

"This……"

Everyone talked about it, some said that it was a lottery, some said it was still auctioning, some said an exam question for everyone to guess, others said whoever looks good, and some people suggested playing magic card games, whoever wins. Such an idea caused everyone to burst into laughter, and there was no way to satisfy everyone, and things froze.

Jinx spit out: "That old man is really, a good auction, he must make a few words mess up. The thing is not his, but he must talk too much. If I am the owner of the manor, I must be blasted out. ."

"That is, how things are auctioned, but the owner of the things has the final say, how can he disagree?"

The people present could not come up with a better solution. After thinking about it, it seems that only auctions are more reliable. At this time, a modest, empty voice rang in the meeting place: "Why doesn't the manor master use the "Mirror of Corrosion" to determine the ownership of the Holy Scepter?"

The voice appeared around everyone, like someone behind their ears, speaking peacefully at a close distance of less than two meters. The voice was male and not young. It seemed to be 50 years old and above. Carefully tasted the product and seemed to be the speaker. 'S young and not so big.

The seal of the fist Lermontov's neck moved, he did not turn his head to look for the source of the sound, but said silently: "Master!"

No one found where the speaker was, but everyone was sure that he must be in the venue, just above the thirty rows of seats.

Putist's everything was even more shocked, staring at the crowd in amazement. "The Mirror of Void", if this person didn't mention it, he wouldn't have thought that this artifact was the key to the creation of this Putiste Manor. How did this person know? He suppressed the shock in his heart and asked loudly, "Which gentleman is speaking again?"

No one answered.

Putiste said again: "Mr. reminded that it is indeed a good idea to use the "Mirror of Eclipse". But the owner of the "Mirror of Eclipse" has always been known only by the owner of the manor. Did Mr. Where did you learn this secret?"

The mysterious person present spoke again: "The Mirror of Erosion is not a secret. Kermiel Sen Darren has spent the last time studying and verifying the existence of the imaginary space, "The Mirror of Erosion" 'It is his last posthumous work, and it is also the core of the construction of this new Putiste Manor. This incident was not known to passers-by, but it is not a secret."

This time, the mysterious man said a long paragraph, the voice still lingering in his ears, still no one found where the speaker was. The people present were the same, and those who thought they were masters even broke down in cold sweat.

Putist looked at the seat blankly. A drop of cold sweat slipped from the sideburns. He supported his huge scepter and said to the seat: "This happened hundreds of years ago. The Mirror of Eclipse has been Protecting this island, the manor only re-drives it every few decades. Even if these things are not secret, it is difficult for outsiders to know, whether the husband has any interaction with the manor, it is better to show up and talk, let us A glimpse of Mr.'s heroic demeanor."

The mysterious man stopped talking, Putist yelled several times, and the man stopped saying more.

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