The Amber Sword: High note at the end of Act 47
High note at the end of Act 47
Ciel smiled slightly when seeing the card, and replied: "Lord Thane, this is a rare Wind type card. Among the six series of Cards of Fate, Wind type is the rarest. Wind type Card spell is flexible and good at defense and counterattack. It is difficult to master it. But powerful. "
"You might as well tell me how to use it directly." Brando rolled his eyes.
Ciel hehe smiled: "This card means that Lord Thane when you show this card, in addition to paying 1Wind Element from Elemental Pool, -- also needs to pay an extra mana -- from your Mana Pool. Each mana can summon one Wind Spider Spirits. "
Brando for a moment, he now has 2.9 OZ Will, mana15 points. Then, if he pays once, he can summon fifteen Level 5 Wind Spider Spirits?
But Ciel hasn't finished yet, he continued: "And the dead Wind Spider Spirits will generate a mana vortex, and each will absorb a little mana in your enemy's Mana Pool."
Brando listened and took a sip of cold air. This is the summoned spider. This is clearly a group of live mana bombs. He wanted to think that he would have a few hundred points of mana in the future, wouldn't it be possible to summon a spider army at once?
And if you are lucky, get the legendary Mana source orb, wouldn't he have a terrible mana burning army anytime, anywhere?
He smashed his mouth. At first he thought this card was a chicken rib. Now it looks like not only a chicken rib, but also a terrible killer.
But before he was too excited, the back Batum couldn't help but clap his hands and screamed, "Okay, the good show finally started --!"
Brando is only raises head, and then I see that the dwarf sword already is placed on the table below. The faint green light already on the surface of the sword almost illustrates its Attributes, but the auctioneer obviously It ’s -- that treats this as a few reference items for the finale.
I saw the auctioneer pick up the sword and said, "This is a forged sword made by a dwarf. It is like a work of art and it is very valuable. I don't need to say anything about it. On top of that, an outstanding Alchemist has made it an excellent Magic sword -- "
"Magic sword." He repeated.
The auction room is silent for a while.
The low-light magical item and pseudo magical item are generally called Alchemy Item in public, but only those really powerful swords can be labeled with the Magic sword. The auctioneer said this, it is clear that he has Correct Such a sword.
None of the adventurers, mercenary or Knight is tempted to be a weapon of their own, so this sentence makes them have to hold the breath.
But just to confirm one's own, the auctioneer suddenly turned back. The sword was chopped on the iron felt behind him, and sparks splattered. Almost everyone heard a squeak -- on the auction floor of Nuoda. After the sword, a deep mouth already appeared on the surface of the metal, not only that The traces of corrosion on the cut were so impressive.
Everyone took a sip of cold air, and even the box for a moment above was silent.
The auctioneer puts down his sword and claps his hands: "This sword is called the heart of the tree, and the reserve price is 25,000 Tor. Each increase is at least 5% of the reserve price."
"Start -- now"
Amandina heard the offer and couldn't help frowned: "Will it be higher?" After all, she is an damsel. She doesn't understand what a good weapon means to those who are born and die all the year round.
"Of course not," Batum shook his head decisively: "If I didn't know it was Lord Thane's, I'm afraid I would also make a move. Most of the adventurers and colleagues sitting there have little savings, Magic sword, I think they He will not miss such an opportunity. Unless he does not use a sword. "
It's like echoing his words. As soon as his words fall, the first bidder raises a sign.
Someone successively held up their brands one after another, without even needing an auctioneer to encourage the atmosphere. Participating in this battle for the sword entered a stage of fever.
The price reached almost 60,000 Tor at a dazzling speed, and then there were only four or five voices responding to each other on the scene.
Cripple only recognized one of them, he told Brando that it was the agent of vice commander of Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment.
Brando thought it would be better if Commander from Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment also came to participate. In the future, he would kill the Origin Association running dog anyway, in the future, just to return the original.
When he thought so, the price already climbed to 70,000 Tor, and at this time two people quit. Only Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment vice commander, and noble in two other first-floor boxes.
Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment vice commander will price upgrade to 75,000 Tor, forcing one's own another opponent. However, his last opponent did not seem to intend to give up, and after a brief silence, the auctioneer's assistant re-read the person's offer.
90,000 Tor.
already looks like a layer of ice on the "Audience Hall". People couldn't help but look back and see what was sacred in that box. Even Cripple couldn't help guessing whether it was an agent of Count Najin.
"If it was Na Jin's old guy, this would be an emotional battle between White Mane Legion and regional nobles. My lord, this is good news." Cripple blinked and said with a smile.
But at this time Correct, another voice came from the crowd below.
100,000.
Brando could not help but turn around. Batum couldn't help but change his face when he saw the person. Before Cripple spoke, he said, "Ser Knight, that's a Viscount Tirste person."
"Why is he below?" Brando asked.
"God know." The flaming-bearded Mercenary shook his head.
However, Brando does not mind if this weapon falls into the hands of its potential enemies. In the view of Batum and the others, this is a rare sword, but in his opinion, it is not so. In Freeport Ampere Searl, such transactions are happening almost daily, but Bruglas is too remote.
Silver Wing Cavalry Regiment's vice commander, after thinking about it, raised the price at the end. But in the end, Viscount Tirste was repelled with the price of 110,000 Tor.
Next, the noble in the first-floor box meets again, and the price once rose to 130,000 Tor.
"It doesn't seem to be Count Najin's agent," Amandina said.
Brando nodded, his heart was slightly loose. His psychological price is 100,000 to 150,000 Tor. At present, already can be said to have obtained a satisfactory result for him. Even if he pays the fee, he can get close to 160,000 Tor. At least for the implementation of the following In terms of plans, already is more than enough.
But God seems to be deliberately giving him a surprise on this day. Just as Viscount Tirste was retired, a new hunter joined the competition.
The offer price of the other party is 155,000 Tor. This time, even the auctioneer couldn't help putting down the hammer raises head and looked at the third floor in the noble box in astonishment. He couldn't help thinking what was in there.
Brando already turned around and asked about Cripple, but Cripple thought for a long time and did not come up with one.
noble in the first-floor box finally hesitated. The other party considered it for a long time and gave a price of 160,000 yuan. However, the mysterious figure in the third floor box responded immediately, and the price was raised to 170,000 --.
170,000.
Brando, Amandina, Batum, Ciel and Cripple face each other. Even if it is a Magic sword, it should not be worth the price.
No one answered for a long time.
Not only the participants, but the 'Audience Hall' below is also dead.
After the auctioneer was in breathed in, he almost came to the reaction. He raised his hammer tremblingly and three times, and this exciting performance finally came to an end in the doubts of everyone.
What exactly happened before?
"Seventeen thousand?" Batum patted Cripple's face: "Cripple, have you seen so much money?"
Even though the Cripple is well-known and knowledgeable, it feels a bit unreal at the moment. Although he is not the first time to see the high transaction price of hundreds of thousands of Tor in this auction, but the money has nothing to do with him, but this time, the money is more or less related to him.
This connection is enough to make this gangster on Black Pepper Lane a bit incoherent. You should know that he has been loan sharks for a living for two or three decades, and his savings are only tens of thousands of Tor.
Amandina has tightened the one's own placket and deliberately kept himself from showing a shocked look, but the performance of the damsel at this moment is really awkward, so that Ciel on one side can't help it.
When Brando went to see Little Romaine, miss merchant looked very happy. She happily held a small book and wrote down, "Brando, we have the capital."
Brando smiled slightly.
On the other side, it seems that the auctioneer intends to let this auction end in the exciting competition. The heart of the Brando's tree has just been withdrawn, and the new things put on the stage will make everyone here again. Almost stopped breathing for a moment.
"Fire Seed!"
"Oh my god, Fire Seed!"
"Someone auctioned Fire Seed!" The exclamation sounded in the auction room which was not wide.
Brando turned back and said to Ciel: "This is the finale of this auction, unfortunately, otherwise our tree heart can be the finale."
Ciel nodded.
But what Brando's said was not a pity for this trivial matter, he continued: "Each Fire Seed of Aouine's is produced by Holy Cathedral of Fire. Havel sect is so bright and bright that it seems to be In order to raise money. It ’s just that everyone in the world knows that Havel sect fell to the royal family, and I do n’t know what the royal family has done this time, so we need to use this method to raise money -- ”
Ciel thought for a while and replied, "Maybe it's related to this war?"
Brando thought for a while, but there is no relevant record in his memory. He nodded in disapproval, then raises head, feeling the atmosphere around him already suddenly changed.
already was spreading all around, feeling this kind of change, he couldn't help thinking that -- seemed that some people had already got the news and had been prepared.
"Are we going to participate?" Amandina asked later.
Brando thought for a while and decided not to participate in this big fish eating small fish game. At least in the current situation, he only started with more than 200,000 Tor in this competition, I am afraid it is not dominant at all. Now.
He shook his head and was about to say something, but suddenly the light around him felt dark again.
"What are these people doing?" Batum could not help but curse.
But Brando and Cripple already saw the auctioneer on the table below changed his face.
There is a problem!
youngster and the old spicy black-hearted businessman at the same time extended their hands to the closest weapon --
Then the torches on the four walls suddenly went out without any warning, and all of them suddenly fell into darkness.