[Quick Travel] Raider God Project

Chapter 1136 Collecting That Possessive Lord Dragon God 19

"40 gold, is there any guest bidding? If not, then the distinguished guest at position 86 can get our extremely precious Dragon's Reverse Scale!"

The host on the exhibition stand was urging prices again. After a lot of silence, no one called for prices.

Melain slowly stood up from his seat, walked up to the display stand step by step, and prepared to take away the dragon's reverse scale with his own hands.

The accident happened in an instant, just when his hand was about to touch the dragon's reverse scale, a light arrow suddenly shot from somewhere under the stage.

The arrow of light came extremely fiercely, and it aimed at Melain's heart. If he was hit, he would either die or be injured.

At this moment, the host beside him suddenly stretched out his hand and cast a barrier, directly blocking the arrow of light.

The guests around were not frightened by this change, and more seemed to be used to it.

The Almans underground exchange has been passed down for hundreds of years. Except for a mysterious boss behind the scenes, no matter the host, the tuner/teacher, or the guards in this exchange, all of them are strong. Otherwise, there are so many treasures that have long been missed. up.

Then he stretched out his hand and swung it violently, and the arrow of light was instantly reflected back.

There was only a groan of pain from the audience, and the light arrow shot straight into the chest of a guest wearing a ghost mask, killing him immediately.

"Sorry, guest, please continue."

The host looked at Mellain, smiled apologetically, and stretched out his hand in a "please" gesture, asking him to take the Dragon's Reverse Scale directly.

After the sneak attacking guest was killed, guards came up immediately and quickly dragged him away.

One came and went, and the time did not exceed 2 minutes, and the field was cleared in an instant.

He barely managed to hold his own breath, held the Ni Lin, and stepped off the stage steadily.

But the face covered by the golden mask was a bit paler than before, and the hand holding Ni Lin was also trembling slightly, but most people couldn't notice it.

The exposed eyes of Melaine were covered with layers of dark colors. After being silent for a while, he reached out and picked up the reverse scale on the brocade cloth.

The moment he got the reverse scale, a clear dragon chant sounded in his ears again, shaking him all over.

The host spoke slowly. Lu Sheng was originally leaning lazily in Heles' arms, but after hearing his words, he slowly raised his eyes and looked over.

From the original owner's memory, he didn't see what the boss behind the Armans underground exchange looked like, so he was somewhat curious.

Heles glanced over with light eyes, obviously noticing his strangeness, a hint of sarcasm flashed quickly in his eyes, he pursed his lips, but said nothing.

"Next, the third special item will be auctioned by the owner of our Almans Underground Exchange. Interested guests can pay attention and participate in the bidding."

Everyone's eager eyes were focused on the center of the display stand, eagerly looking forward to this last special sale.

Heles was not very interested. There were no treasures in his lair, not to mention that the most precious treasure in the world was already in his arms, so naturally there was nothing else that could attract his attention.

Immediately afterwards, the man in black robe that Lu Sheng had seen from the light curtain before slowly walked over from the backstage corner, step by step onto the stage.

His whole body was shrouded in that black robe, and his hands were empty. No one knew what the third sale item would be, but as we all know, the third item must be more precious than the first and second items. The purpose of the auction is to keep the money and snatch the last one.

This third item is more precious than the first two, so naturally it is not so easy!

As soon as the host finished speaking, the man in black suddenly stretched out his hands, with the palms facing upwards, and the golden light shone down. The light was so dazzling that it fascinated everyone's eyes.

"The third special item in today's sale, precious customers, are you all curious about what it is?"

A pure-blooded female elf and a dragon's reverse scale, these are extremely rare things.

"The heart of the Elf King, the legendary artifact that can resurrect the dead, the bidding price is 100 million gold, and the price starts from [-] gold."

The man in black spoke for the first time after he came to the stage. His voice was very deep and hoarse, which always sounded weird.

When the light faded and everyone regained their sight, they saw a blood-red thing that looked like a heart in the hands of the man in black.

All the guests below were startled, staring at the blood-red thing that looked like a heart and gem, subconsciously held their breath.

The crimson color was ten to ten like the heart of the Elf King on the stage.

He was still kneeling beside the female nobleman's knee, letting the blood in his eyes continue to fill up, and his whole body exuded a strange smell.

Lu Sheng stared at the blood-red heart of the Elf King, his heart trembled suddenly, as if a huge stone was suddenly pressed on his heart, and kept pressing on him, making him almost out of breath.

Like a ghost, he suddenly turned his head to look at the male elf with black hair and silver eyes, only to see that his silver eyes were suddenly filled with a thick blood color.

He didn't know much about the elves, and he didn't know that the so-called heart of the elf king had the ability to revive others, but how did something like the heart of the elf king end up in this underground exchange.

Is the ability of the boss behind this scene really so strong? !

Looking at this scene, Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes heavily.

For some reason, the uneasiness in his heart began to intensify little by little, and he always felt that something would happen.

"Will the people of the Holy See allow them to put such things up for auction? Are they really not afraid of the resistance of the elves?"

"The elves can be auctioned off wantonly, how can we be afraid of their resistance!"

"The heart of the Elf King, resurrecting the dead, is it true or not?"

"Almans Underground Exchange has never produced fake items, otherwise it would not have been open for a hundred years without failing! It's just that with such a high bidding price, we can only look at it!"

The voices of discussions around, one sentence at a time, got into Lu Sheng's ears.

Hearing what they said, the feeling of suffocation in his heart became more and more obvious, and then the transparent light shield that Heles covered him shattered out of thin air.

"That's right, anyone can be auctioned off, let alone a heart!"

"I heard that the former Elf King was beheaded by the Pope himself, but I don't know how his heart got into the hands of Armans? Could it be that Armans, the boss behind the scenes, has something to do with the Pope?"

Lu Sheng nodded slightly, grabbed Heles' heart with one hand, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

"That person on the stage is weird, and the heart of the elf king is probably not a good thing."

A layer of light golden light floated in the palm of Heles, and with a light wave on Lu Sheng's forehead, the lingering feeling of suffocation slowly disappeared.

"feelling better?"

I saw that the silver in his eyes had been replaced by thick blood, and his whole body seemed to be surrounded by a black mist. He was obviously still kneeling on the ground in an extremely humble way, but he felt extremely dangerous.

But the noblewoman sitting in front of him didn't notice all this, instead she looked excitedly at the heart of the elf king on the stage, her face full of certainty.

Helles used magic to envelop Lu Sheng, staring at the display stand with vigilant eyes, frequently falling on the man in black.

Hearing this, Lu Sheng frowned slightly, and turned to look at the black-haired and silver-eyed male elf again.

"One million gold."

Soon other guests followed suit, all of whom hadn't bid in the previous two rounds, giving the impression that they all came prepared.

"One million gold."

The first guest to make an offer was a middle-aged man sitting in the second row. He hadn't made an offer the previous two times, and he seemed to be aiming at the heart of the Elf King.

Lu Sheng's eyes swept over one by one, and then he found that the bidders were all inconspicuous, and the female nobleman and Mellain stared at the heart of the Elf King with burning eyes, but they just kept standing still. , there is no intention to ask for a price.

He frowned, glanced down at the bidding device in his hand, and suddenly pressed a price.

"One million gold."

Another bidder added [-] gold without any hesitation.

"Guest No. 43, increase the price to 200 million gold, is there any higher price than this!"

Lu Sheng leaned against Helles' arms expressionlessly, accepting the attention of the audience, without any change in the expression on his face.

"200 gold!"

When the price jumped out, the voice of the host on the stage suddenly raised, and his face was full of surprise.

The male elf suddenly stood up and stood up from the ground.

"Who allowed you to stand up! Kneel down for me!"

The female nobleman glanced over angrily, and put her hand on the bidding device for a long time. She didn't know if she was too angry or something, but she raised her foot and kicked the black-haired and silver-eyed male elf in front of her.

But her kick didn't hit anyone.

There were noisy discussions around, but none of the guests stepped forward to help, and most of them just watched with cold eyes.

The strange thing is that they made such a big noise, but none of the exchange staff stepped forward to stop it.

While the noblewoman was speaking, she directly picked up a riding whip she carried with her from her seat, and threw it at the male elf.

In the next second, the male elf with red eyes grabbed the whip in her hand and yanked it violently, dragging the noblewoman to the ground like this.

The noblewoman fell to the ground and looked up at the red eyes of the male elf. She narrowed her pupils and pointed at him with trembling fingers, "You...your eyes..."

The male elf's originally beautiful silver eyes turned blood-like red at some point. That kind of red, for some reason, has a penetrating taste to look at.

"Are you crazy? How dare you disobey my orders, I am your master!"

The noblewoman's face was ferocious, full of anger, and she spoke angrily, but the elf in front of her didn't even give her a glance from the corner of her eye.

He walked straight in front of her, walking in the direction of the exhibition stand, step by step.