Chapter 786: The auction begins, the Eye of the Catastrophe!

"Yawn~"

The fat man who had been playing around all night, the Northeastern man and the dragon root were like a pile, no, three piles of mud were slid in the private room on the right side of the auction house on the third floor.

In order to take care of some players or special guests with special identities, no matter which country's "Hero Club" will be built, there will be dozens or even hundreds of VIP private rooms like this.

The private room is about 80 square meters, and even if thirty people sit inside at the same time, it will not appear crowded.

"This auction lasts for three days, and three to four artifacts will be auctioned every day, at the beginning, the middle, and finally, I just asked Lao Lam who hosted the auction. In these three days, a total of twelve artifacts will be sold. It is rare to have a chance. If you want to successfully defeat the April battle with 'Wei Shu Wu', you have to have at least half of the artifacts to have a chance..."

Divalen sat next to Zhang Mu and patiently explained the event process and auction rules to him.

"If each artifact is only sold for 2 million to 3 million US dollars, it would be no problem to take all the shots." The fat man, like an obese soft-legged shrimp, came to the freezer beside him, took out a few cans of drinks and threw them to everyone.

"Haha, not necessarily." Divalen chuckled and shook his head, pointed to the nearby private rooms and said: "There are not only us who covet the artifacts in this auction, but also the pope of the 'Religious Court', the pope of the 'Heaven Court'... and the mysterious 'Kasa'. They are supported by a large consortium behind them... It is probably unlikely to use 3 million US dollars to capture the artifacts..."

Hearing Divalen's words, the fat man immediately closed his mouth obediently and lay back on the sofa.

He had never eaten pork and watched Pig Run. He knew what the "big consortium" means. A consortium often has extremely strong funds and is an existence that is not something that individuals can compete with. There are only two people in this private room who have the ability to compete with the consortium, one is Zhang Mu and the other is Divalen.

Another private room-

In the Religious Court Guild, the young Pope St. Paul I leaned gracefully on the sofa. At this moment, he held a glass of red wine in his right hand, and took a sip from time to time, his face full of enjoyment.

Not everyone can drink latours that cost thousands of dollars a bottle.

There are more than a dozen young people in this private room, but there are only one man and one woman who are qualified to sit next to the Pope.

The man is Pope Teres, and the woman is Casa.

"Tivalen and China Wing are here too. It seems that they are preparing for the appointment two months later and want to use this auction to arm themselves." Teres said.

"This time, the auction house will auction a total of twelve artifacts. How about four of us in one person? Haha, of course, I also know that in a few months, the price of artifacts will drop. But in order to break the myth of the Chinese Wing's invincible myth, we can't care about that much." Saint Paul I said lightly.

"It's not very difficult, what about you?" Teres shrugged and looked at the woman beside him, Kasa.

"It doesn't matter." Kassan's beautiful face was expressionless, cold as ice. It symbolized the blue and black eyes of the East and West mixed races, and it seemed that she hadn't slept for a long time.

Overall, Casa is a combination of beauty and decadence.

"I heard that among these twelve artifacts, there is another one that is the 'third-grade artifact'... You must not snatch it with me." St. Paul I chuckled.

An hour later, the auction officially began.

Thousands of pairs of eyes were locked on the huge screen. They all knew that in order to warm up the scene at auction, the first item auctioned was often a magical tool. Even if it was not a magical tool, it would be a top-notch product with high prices.

The auctioneer touched the mustache on his chin, pointed to the screen with his right hand, and introduced straight to the point: "Everyone is welcome to participate in the six-year hero hypermarket. The first item to be auctioned is the first-class artifact - Eye of Catastrophe!"

“Wow!”

"It's indeed a magical artifact!"

"There's a good show!"

The players participating in the auction exclaimed.

"Eye of Catastrophe? The name is really strange." Zhang Mu repeatedly chewed the name of this artifact in his mouth.

"The Eye of the Catastrophe is a very aggressive artifact. After equipment, heroes can use super-range magic called "Doomsday Catastrophe". The enemy troops covered by the "Doomsday Catastrophe" will suffer varying degrees of damage each round, lasting for two minutes. The starting price of the Eye of the Catastrophe is - 2 million US dollars!"

"Damn it, the starting price is 2 million, this is a robbery!" The fat man jumped up from the sofa.

"This is a good thing, Chinese Wing, do you want it?" Divalen turned his face and said.

Zhang Mu shook his head: "I already have two magical magics in the Ice Age and Fire Dragon Flame. This artifact is not very useful to me."

"Okay, let me do it." Divalen grinned, took out the dedicated 'auctioner' (a computer-like technology product, directly connected to the auctioneer), and entered the number on it.

The auctioneer was stunned for a moment and then said loudly: "The mysterious guest No. 077 in the a4 private room, bid 5 million US dollars!"

Wow!

The exclamation came from the auction table outside, and even the private room with very good sound insulation effect could still hear the 'whimper'.

Countless people's eyes turned to Zhang Mu and Divalen's private room, with the expression on their faces very complicated, some were envious, some were jealous, and more were doubtful.

They would love to know who the people in the private room were.

"Fifteen million first time!"

"5 million second time!"

The small wooden hammer was lifted into the air by the auctioneer at this time. Just as the small hammer was about to fall on the table, the auctioneer suddenly lowered his arm.

"Someone has increased the price." Zhang Mu narrowed his eyes.

"As expected." Divalen was calm.

"The mysterious guest No. 156 in the b7 private room, bid 15 million US dollars!"

The fat man yelled: "I'll put a straw on it! 15 million US dollars! Equivalent to RMB, that's more than 100 million!"

The audience was in full bloom, and the guests in the private rooms were in full bloom.

Divalen hummed, "The person sitting in the b7 private room is the Pope and the Pope, are you demonstrating to me..." After that, he picked up the auctioneer again.

"The mysterious guest No. 077 in the a4 private room, bid 20 million US dollars!" The auctioneer announced loudly again.

"A piece of equipment in the game can be sold for more than 140 million yuan... Valen, this is a bit..." Zhang Mu shook his head.

This artifact is not worth so much, 5 million US dollars is already the limit.

"Hehe, Valen, you want to fight with me, you're still a little tender..." St. Paul I *** *** ***'s lips and re-entered a few numbers.

"The mysterious guest No. 156 in the b7 private room, bid 22 million US dollars!"

“22 million, once!”

“22 million, twice!”
Chapter completed!