The Wizard World: 220 purchase 1

"2600 Magic Stone!" A fat wizard stood up and shouted loudly.

Angel has n’t had time to confirm his judgment is correct, and the bidding began quickly afterwards.

"3000!" Another thin wizard stood up and yelled.

"3100!" The fat man stared at the centaur with a pair of small eyes, faint smell of wickedness.

Angele did confirm at this time that the centaurs on the stage should actually be the blood of the ancient centaur leader in the shaman record of the college that Ram answered.

This whole-body snow-white horse is actually the blood of the original ancient horse-horse tribe leader and the legendary unicorn. Its nobleness far exceeds the average centaur.

The blood-lined horses generally have a lifespan of at least two hundred years. And, more importantly.

A little bit of ancient blood can be extracted from these people and horses. Whether it is an ancient centaur or an ancient unicorn, its bloodline has a unique ability.

Angel thought that he had just extracted the bloodmark of the ancient hawk banshee, and it played such a great role and help, even as a hole card. Therefore, he can clearly analyze and analyze the power and mystery of this ancient blood.

If you can get these guys. Then .....

Angel frowned slightly.

"3300!" He raised his hand, and the sound of the quotation was spread throughout the audience by the propagation of energy particles.

Siwa and Nancy on one side didn't expect him to make a sudden offer. They all looked back at him, seeming a little surprised why he suddenly offered.

The fat man had no offer to compete with him at 3200. I didn't expect it to come up again. He looked back fiercely, staring at Angel's face.

"3500!" He raised his hand.

"4000." Angele was calm.

"4100!"

"5000!" The quote from Angell was as bland as drinking water.

This price comes out. There was an uproar. The sight of all the wizards looked over Angele.

The fat man is sweating faintly at this time. He turned around and looked at the women and horses in the stands, eyes full of perseverance. But it is clear that the price of five thousand has exceeded his psychological affordability.

At this moment an apprentice who came with him came over and whispered something to the fat man. The fat man showed a thoughtful expression and waved his hand.

"Well, sir, you won." He muttered in a low voice and sat down.

The hostess on the stage has a sweeter smile on her face.

"Who else wants to bid? If not. Then I will start counting? After three counts, these people will belong to this adult?"

"5100!" A voice sounded suddenly.

Angel and Siva's faces changed slightly, and they heard the master of the voice.

Look diagonally forward along the left.

A red-haired man in a red robe stood up, paying no attention to everyone's attention. He frowned at the red hair of the shawl and gave a pleasant smile to Angle.

"6000!" Angele sank and said loudly.

A total of ten crystal cards he brought with him. This is also the harvest he obtained by using the configuration medicine.

For the wizard. The magic stone is not valuable, but the crystal card is a valuable item. This pure magic card can always be used as a source of energy for some high-spend runes, so no matter how many magic stones are refined into a magic card, it will not be enough. It is also one of the rare resources.

Ten magic cards are a huge sum for Angliel.

"6100!" the red-haired Nicholas wizard shouted again. He did, however, realize that Angelo was bound to win.

"8000!"

"8100!"

"Okay, you won." Angele didn't change his face and stopped. In the same sentence, the object spoken changed its place. Ancient blood was not unique to these centaurs.

The red-robed wizard Nicholas changed slightly. He didn't expect Angell to say no. He was also prepared to let go of Angelo again when he quoted another price. Unexpectedly, Angli was more alert than he thought, and said no.

For some people who do n’t have three or four thousand magic stones, they have paid nearly twice the price, and Nikola ’s face has changed slightly. He grunted. He stared fiercely at Angele and sat down.

"Which other adult is going to bid?" The hostess's face was almost smiling. After asking a few times, and quickly reporting the number, the centaur was owned by Nicholas.

The wizard of the red robe paid the fee, walked down with an ugly face, and returned to his place.

"Sorry, it's my fault on you." Siva was sitting beside Angele. Said softly. "The guy Nicholas is much richer than me. If I weren't walking with you, you wouldn't be able to buy what you want."

"It's nothing. It's not the only thing at auction." Angle smiled indifferently. "You don't need to care so much."

"Unfortunately, I don't have that guy's money." Siva's face remained unchanged, and he sighed. The subtext is, don't ask me to borrow money, I'm not easy on hand.

The old man's face is also thick to a certain extent.

Then, it was the fisherman auction again. Fire elf, and even a male tree demon. Behind a hawk banshee king, a strong physique. The strong wizard with a black metallic luster was photographed. The price rose to 6,000 magic stones.

The slaves who came to power are all specially trained. Those who do not obey training have been eliminated and killed. So you can't catch these creatures just by going outside.

"Below, we are about to open, the biggest finale of this auction." The host raised the volume, and his face matched with excitement.

The wizards at the bottom immediately started to whisper, and the three crystallized wizards sitting in front of them all looked up, sitting upright, and looking at the stage.

"Looks like everyone is waiting for this final sale," Angelle whispered.

"That's natural." Siva grinned, "If I have money, I want to take this last auction away."

Angele nodded. Focused on the high platform.

The hostess has now asked several dwarves to take a brown wooden box up. Taking over the wooden box, the hostess gently lifted the cover off the surface.

"Last sale! Forest goblin from ancient ruins !!!" She tossed the box lightly.

In the box, a white light flew out at once, forming a cuboid beam of light, and a little white villain was ejected.

This little man is only the size of a slap, wearing an emerald veil, and the ** 's female body is looming. Pale golden hair reaches to the waist, eyes are closed tightly, and the skin is crystal clear and white. It's just a reduced version of the peerless beauty.

The little man was lying quietly at the top of the beam, motionless, as if asleep.

The most amazing thing is that a pair of translucent butterfly wings have grown on the back of this smaller version of the beauty. It looks like the texture of a cicada wing, but the shape of a butterfly's wing, which is much larger than its body. If you don't look closely, you thought you were just lying on a big butterfly with translucent wings.

"This is what we found in the ruins, from the ancient forest goblin. Legend has it that the elemental goblin that can form a bloodline with creatures and become a powerful assistant for wizards." The hostess looked a bit high.

"Elemental fairies have a peerless beauty, the ability to increase the power of witchcraft, and also form a powerful shield for wizards."

The venue was lively. It seems that many wizards are directed at this little element fairy.

Angel looked at the Element Fairy on the stage and shook his head slightly.

"It looks like we have nothing to do. Let's go and go to the background, I have to buy some ordinary slaves to go back." He also knew the general rules here in his invitations.

Siwa nodded: "It's actually an elemental fairy. It looks like there will be another crazy bid.

"Ten thousand magic stones!"

At this time, the price has far exceeded all previous prices and reached the level of ten crystal cards.

"Fifteen thousand."

"Twenty thousand!"

"A scorpion grass!"

"One sun stone !!!"

The wizards are all crazy. Actually began to bid directly with rare resources. At this time, Magic Crystal is no longer very competitive. After all, the number of magic crystals in each wizard's hands is limited.

Angele and Siwa, with Nancy and the Fire Elf, rose quietly, and went out through a small door on the right side.

There are already some staff in pale yellow skirts waiting for their leaving wizards.

"You two are buying ordinary special slaves, aren't you? Please follow me."

A female staff member took four people and walked up the entrance of an inclined staircase to the right of the corridor. Enter a corridor.

The bidding vocals of the venue gradually moved away. Not only the four of them in the corridor, but also the staff leading the wizard in front of them, and footsteps quickly heard behind them.

Obviously, not everyone is bidding for slaves at the venue. Many more people come to buy conventional slaves.

The sides of the corridor are inlaid with round white lighting crystals. But it still seemed a bit hazy, with black shadows everywhere.

Cross this corridor. Angell and others walked into a large noisy hall.

Black stone walls and floors, stacked on the ground are rows of neat rows of large cages, all of which are numb eyes and dirty slaves.

Some of them are even kept in cages.

In the nearest black iron cage on the right-hand side of Angele, a full-length yellow-skinned human mother is holding a small baby in her hair, carefully feeding her baby, her eyes looking with amazement and uneasiness A group of wizards came in.

In front of the cage, there is already a skinny white robe witch who is discussing the price of the mother and child with the staff. (To be continued)

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