Elven Survival Manual

Hearing the address of the other party, Diliana's heart trembled. Anyone who dared to call her a little girl was definitely an old monster stronger than her.

Although the eighth rank is currently recognized as the strongest job promotion, everyone in the continent of Vera knows that there were strong men of the ninth rank or even the tenth rank a long time ago, and because of the great changes thousands of years ago, the civilization has broken marks , the method of advancing to the ninth level has long since disappeared, especially for the legal professions. The ninth level standard for a magician is to be able to use forbidden spells, but all the forbidden magic spells have not been retained. Over the years, magicians have continued to join The ranks of adventurers are to find relevant magic literature when exploring various ruins.

And their efforts are not without rewards. From time to time, some information about forbidden spells will indeed be found in a certain ruin, but the disaster that happened that year was too sudden, and the victims had no time to save these precious materials. Now they What can be found is only a few words, and no one has been able to deduce all the spells from these incomplete materials so far.

But now there is no way to advance to the ninth level, and many eighth-level powerhouses are stuck at the peak of the eighth level. of.

The person who asked the question also hid his face, but his voice was old and clearly unclear, and to be able to call the 60-year-old but still youthful and beautiful Diliana a little girl, the other party must be at least [-] years old, or even bigger.

Diliana's eyes swept over the speaker's obviously thin body although she couldn't see clearly, guessing that he might be a strong man of the legal system, and went through all the people she knew in her mind, although she couldn't be sure. Who knows that this is not something she can easily offend.

She nodded with a smile and said: "Your Excellency is exactly what you said. Life potions are the same as many magic potions. They are divided into three types according to their quality, high, high and low. Among them, low-level life potions can increase the lifespan by ten years. As for the remaining We're not really sure about the effects of the next two."

She didn't lie, she knew whether there were intermediate and high-level life potions because the guests who sent these life potions for auction called the potions "low-level life potions", so that Ackerman, the head of the black market who received the mysterious guest, could tell After gaining a deeper meaning, he insinuated that there were intermediate and high-level life potions, which also made him guess that the mysterious guest might have made this life potion himself.

However, the guest came to his senses later, and no matter how much he asked, he refused to talk about the effects of the other two life potions, which made Ackerman very regretful.

But there is one piece of news that he found out,

It was also because of this news that he was able to convince Diliana to work for the black market—not just the auctioneer this time, she needed to work for the black market for at least a year.

As if she was afraid that everyone was not exciting enough, Diliana continued to play thunder on the stage.

"But what is certain is that the life-enhancing effect of the middle-level life potion will definitely not be less than 30 years, probably around 50 years, and the increase of the high-level life potion will only be more."

50 years?even more?

Everyone in the audience gasped in unison.

"And~and~~~"

The beautiful female auctioneer's tone was so long that everyone raised their hearts.

This feeling of being watched by everyone made Diliana very happy, and she finally dropped the last depth charge.

"Although life potions of different levels can only be taken once, the effects of three different levels of potions can be superimposed."

This time not only gasped, but a group of strong men were so excited that they even forgot to cover up their coercion. Several terrifying auras suddenly emanated from the entire auction hall, overwhelming the ordinary guests who were already trembling and almost lost their dignity on the spot. , even more excited, directly crushed the teacup in his hand and the armrest of the chair.

The old lich among the guests was very ashamed and annoyed. It had been a lich for too long, and it forgot to control its expression after it got skinned, and it hadn't dealt with outsiders for a long time, so the black market got a lot of news. It is conceivable that after this, these people will definitely try their best to dig out the pharmacist for the life potion.

It's a pity that this leather is temporarily unusable.

Touching his "face", the old Lich sighed regretfully, it is very troublesome to make a new skin.

The coercion erupted by several powerhouses attracted the guards from the black market. Seeing those guards who suddenly appeared around the auction hall, there were hundreds of them, all of them were seventh-rank powerhouses. Although the powerhouses who were hidden among the guests It wasn't that he couldn't beat them, but he didn't want to cause trouble, so he quickly subdued his pressure, and the auction hall quickly returned to calm.

On the auction stage, Diliana finally started the auction.

"Ten low-level life potions, one at a time, the base price is 100 million gold coins, and each price increase is no less than [-] gold coins. Start now."

Even though the reserve price was only 100 million gold coins, it was not as high as the starting price of the previous artifact, but as soon as Diliana finished speaking, almost everyone started bidding.

"500 million!"

"600 million!"

"1000 million!"

……

The price soared quickly, and everyone desperately quoted the price as if gold coins were not money. They all knew that the sooner the ten life potions were bought, the easier it would be to get them. In the early stage, everyone would be relatively relaxed. There will only be more people.

When everyone thinks this way, the quotation will naturally fly up like a plane.

The price of the auction rose too fast, and soon those who did not have enough financial resources had no choice but to withdraw from the auction and watch others earn and scramble.

In the end, after the first low-level life potion was bought by Dennis Charleson in Room 100 at a price of [-] million yuan, this price seemed to be the price of the low-level life potion. After that, several low-level life potions were sold The price did not exceed this figure.

They even quoted the price directly when Diliana announced the start, and quickly bought the life potion.

The old lich hiding in the crowd is almost bursting with laughter. With so many gold coins, it is enough to buy all the magic materials in the black market.

And the elf couldn't help but said to the devil a little bit excitedly: "Why don't I make some life potions for sale next time?"

The violence was simply frightening. A low-level life potion cost no more than one hundred gold coins, but it was sold for more than 8000 million yuan. Robbing a bank is not as quick as it.

8000 million gold coins, even the big nobles may not be able to get them out-their wealth may be more than this figure, but most of them are various industries, and although the black market also accepts property mortgages, the mortgage price is simply free almost.

Neither of the two nobles can afford the high price, let alone the professional powerhouses, but they also have their own advantages. If they don't have enough money, they will use other alternatives.

After the fifth low-level life potion was auctioned, a new round of bidding began. Before anyone could bid, someone shouted loudly.

"As long as you give me a low-level life potion, I am willing to work for him for a year."

The shouter lifted his cloak, revealing a resolute and mighty face.

He was recognized immediately.

"It's the mad knight Clive, I didn't expect him to come too."

"He doesn't seem to be 70 years old yet? This life potion should not attract him much."

"It's not necessarily for my own use. Looking at him like that, I guess it's for urgent use."

Clive's shout made the venue quiet for a while. Ackerman, who was hiding behind the curtain, was very moved when he heard the words of the eighth-level knight. Now he still has two bottles of low-level life potions on hand. If he can use a bottle In exchange for such a strong person to serve him for a year, that is really a bargain.

But it's not easy for him to show up at this time, so he can only wait and see what happens temporarily.

The eighth-level powerhouse works for himself for a year, which is something that almost makes everyone's heart flutter, but the people who participate in the auction basically have a need for life potions, and asking them to buy a potion is already a serious injury. One more, everyone has to carefully consider whether it is cost-effective or not.

And not long after Clive spoke, another eighth-level powerhouse also spoke. He directly said that he could work for the person who gave him the potion for two years. At the same time, this was a magician who was good at alchemy.

In comparison, the value of Clive as a knight is lower.

And what they did seems to have reminded others, and soon the remaining strong players also expressed that they could work for others for at least two years.

And these people are stronger than Clive, and each has their own background and connections. When they open their mouths, no one will offer an olive branch to Clive, who is just an A-level adventurer team leader.

In the end, Clive, who had nothing to gain, sat on the seat with a gloomy face, his hands under the sleeves were already clenched into fists, his veins were bulging, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Since he couldn't buy it, he had no choice but to grab it.

[Want life potion?Wait at the intersection of Black Street after the auction. 】

Clive raised his head abruptly, but he couldn't find the source of the sound, and the people around him were completely normal, as if the words were just hallucinations.

But maybe it's true?Clive looked at the ring on his hand in a daze, and finally made up his mind.