In an instant, many powerful people in the hall secretly made an assessment of the nameless force, and came to an unpleasant conclusion.

At this time, a group of people walked into the hall, and the most eye-catching thing was a girl in the center of the crowd. The girl wore a bizarre warrior robe decorated with various beast patterns. In addition to the styles and patterns that are very different from those of the mainland, her clothes and accessories are not outstanding and luxurious, but they can make everyone focus on her at the first time, like the real king of all beasts.

The girl is well-proportioned and tall, and her slightly brown skin is not absolutely delicate, but it seems to be exuding a hazy light. The waist-length hair is close to black and casually draped, and it is braided with seven or eight small braids, and the ends of the braids are adorned with white bones, jewels, animal teeth, and so on. [Search for the latest update.]

Her beauty is a mixture of stunning, wild, desolate, ancient and domineering beauty, and has an indescribable taste. And the two bands of color with barbarian flavor painted with pale white paint on the left side of the face are unforgettable. The two pale bands naturally exude the breath of the Endless Wasteland Mountains, and the smearing technique is also ancient and strong, even ordinary people can feel the faint power contained in it even when they see it. And the real powerhouses were discolored, and they could naturally see that this was not a simple decoration, but they couldn't tell whether it belonged to the Demon Pattern Construct or the Sage Totem that circulated in the Savage Continent. Either way, it shows that the identity of a girl is not simple.

The girl's posture is slender and beautiful, but her steps are by no means light. Every time she took a step, the hall seemed to tremble slightly, as if it was not a girl who walked in, but an ancient beast weighing hundreds of tons! Such a majesty must not have been caused by the attendants behind her, because the rhythm of every vibration in the hall coincided with the girl's steps.

At this time, the magnates in the hall had different expressions, some were annoyed by the momentum of the girl as if no one was around, or they were simply fascinated by the girl's strange style, but when their eyes began to become strange, they suddenly felt a tingling in their eyes, blurred vision, and tears flowed involuntarily. The personal retinue of the magnates wanted to attack, but was stopped by the strong among them.

At this time, behind the girl, who had been obscured by her powerful sense of existence, a thin and withered old man suddenly broke into people's sight as if tearing through the fog. He had cloudy amber eyes, was too old to walk, wore an ornate and grotesque witch robe, brightly feathered on his head, and hung at least a dozen necklaces of various materials on top of each other around his neck, which made people worry about breaking the dry neck. The old man held a wooden staff in his hand, made of three wooden branches, and the joints wrapped tightly with cloth tape and animal skins were obviously uneven. The head of the staff is carved with a coiled viper, and the body of the staff is hung with strings of animal teeth and white bones.

The old man followed closely behind the girl, no matter how fast or slow the girl walked, no more than one step, no less, looking at his trembling appearance, it seemed that he would fall down and die at any time, but he never fell. Originally, he had no sense of existence at all, except for a very small number of people, and the consciousness of the people in the hall did not exist at all. But now, the old man directly broke into people's field of vision, and even squeezed out the image of the girl, all the people who were focused on looking at the girl's face, waist, ** and buttocks, now all they see is the old man's orange-like old face and big black and yellow teeth.

All of a sudden, there were dozens of people in the hall who couldn't help but cry or be frightened, and many of them were powerful. However, the local chaos was so short that it seemed that there was no zài at all, but in a few breaths, everyone assumed that nothing had happened, and everyone returned to the auction booth and did whatever they wanted. This is dark blue, not their own territory, and the strength shown by the old man also makes them understand that the identity of a girl may not be something they can afford to provoke at all. So at this little grievance, they all smiled and fell, and waited until they figured out the shape.

Those fools who would rush out and roar at such a time and on such an occasion were dismembered decades ago, and they couldn't wait to come and disrupt the auction of Deep Blue.

In fact, the anomaly did not attract everyone's attention, and there were still a large number of people in the hall who were concentrating on the quality of the auction items and the bidding strategy. For them, that's all that matters. Some of these people are not affected by external objects when they are concentrated, and some are too low in strength level to feel the deterrence of too large a span of levels.

Stevenson was one of them, standing in front of the dragon's neck, writing down the numbers with a deep and powerful force. At least for now, it seems that there are no big nobles who are interested in this piece of neck skin, and those who want to bid are some strong individuals. The current price is only 1.3 million gold coins, which is far from the limit reserve price of 3 million in his mind. When Stevenson wrote down the second 3, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the faces of the two people who had originally made the offer had changed. So he smiled and wrote down the third number 0 with a smile, and planned to write the following string of zeros mellow**.

Anyway, there's no hurry.

But before the fourth 0 was written, Stevenson suddenly felt a hot wind blowing from his side with a strong wild atmosphere, and a slender figure appeared in sight. Before he could react, he felt as if he had been hit by a galloping Beamon, and immediately flew into the air, and all the scenery in front of him became countless small pieces of light, and his ears were filled with the wind and the howling of wild beasts, and no other sound could be heard.

Then there was a violent collision. The pain from the impact brought Stevenson to his disorganized consciousness, and his men rushed to his feet, scrambling him up from the ground, and the magician threw a flash of moderate healing onto Stevenson's head. The Dragon Vein Warlock could barely see the scene in front of him, but he almost vomited blood.

Just in front of Stevenson, a young girl walked up to the booth, tore off the neck of the dragon, shook it vigorously in her hand, and rubbed it a few times before she said with satisfaction: "Yes, the texture is very soft! Then she put the dragon skin directly around her shoulders, and looked left and right, as if it was a graceful and luxurious shawl.

Behind her, an extremely tall warrior leaned down and reminded the girl in her ear: "Your Highness, money." ”

The girl suddenly patted her head and said a little apologetically: "Alas, if you don't say it, I almost forgot! The most important thing for people on the Norland continent is money, and I still have to pay attention." Thank you, Steelrock. Who's in charge of the auction!?"

In the last sentence, the girl raised her voice, in fact, she didn't need to raise her voice, the gray dwarf had already rushed over the moment the girl's hand touched the neck of the fire dragon, and waited beside her. With his keen sense of smell tempered over the years, Heijin was surprised to find that the girl's aura was the most powerful he had ever seen in his life, even stronger than Su Helen. That strong smell of gold coins, no, it was far more than the smell of gold coins, which made the gray dwarf's blood churn and it was difficult to help himself.

Seeing the gray dwarf rushing in front of her, the girl grabbed a fist-sized stone from the animal skin bag on her waist, threw it to the gray dwarf without looking, and said, "This is the dragon's skin...... Money. ”

The stone ash fluttered inconspicuously, but when it was thrown into the air, many silver spots lit up, and many silver trails were pulled in the air, like silver spider silk.

The gray dwarf stiffened in an instant, stretched out his hands to take the stone, and looked at his expression, nervous, cautious, and solemn, as if he was making a dark blue general financial statement at the end of each month. But the muscles of his hands were **, his posture was as hard as obsidian in the depths of the ground, the gray stone fell on the palm of his hand, and the ten fingers that did not obey the call did not grasp it at once, and he flicked it and fell to the ground. The gray dwarf let out a terrible scream, and his whole body fell to the ground like a rock, and then he reached forward with all his might, and finally caught the gray stone before it hit the ground.

At this time, the air was covered with dozens of brilliant silver spider silks, clearly outlining the trajectory of the graystone's flying and rolling.

The faces of a dozen people in the hall had changed, and the gray dwarf who was slowly rising up said in a trembling voice, "This is Bethras...... Spider Crystal, really Spider Crystal!"

This piece of thing in the hands of the gray dwarf is one of the necessary materials for the construction of the fourth-order magic pattern, and it can be sold for five or six million gold coins casually in any corner of the continent, and just looking at the length of the silver filaments pulled out by this spider crystal, you know that the quality is excellent, and it is likely to be worth close to ten million gold coins. The feeling of holding tens of millions of gold coins in his hand was enough to make the gray dwarf feel dizzy. Not every gray dwarf can be smashed with tens of millions of gold coins in his lifetime.

Suddenly, countless eyes were focused on the leather bag on the girl's waist, and the strong people could see that it was a space equipment, but it was hard to say how much capacity it was. Even if it was just an ordinary leather bag, if it was filled with Bethrass Spider Crystals, it would be enough to make people feel suffocated.

Damn, it's still a space gear!

Stevenson originally stretched out his hand to the dragon skin around the girl's shoulder, and roared in a hoarse voice: "That dragon neck skin is ......," but the spider crystal thrown by the girl immediately choked the word "mine" back to his throat.

Stevenson's mouth opened and closed, closed and opened, but not a sound came out. Even if he sold the Dragon Vein Warlock, he couldn't take out a piece of spider crystal, not even a bit of powder. It's not a divisional contest at all, not even at all, because Stevenson doesn't even qualify to play. If he wanted to protest, perhaps the only reason he could find something to put on the table was that he had just been knocked off the plane by a girl.

The girl seemed to remember something at this time, frowned, turned her head and asked the barbarian warrior beside her, "Gangyan, did I hit something just now?"

Steel Rock leaned down on his huge body of nearly three meters, grinned, and said with a smile: "It's just that something is in your way." ”

He raised his head, stared at Stevenson and his entourage, and said disdainfully: "It's just a group of half-poor and not rich guys, you don't need to take it to heart! You are a student of His Highness Su Helen, and you are a student at your own expense!"

Speaking of this, Steelstone looked around the audience, raised his voice, and spewed out the magic word again, syllable-by-syllable: "At your own expense!"