Interstellar Reaper

A total of ten slaves have been prepared for this auction, and all of them are one-in-a-million slaves. No matter male or female, all of them are unique, not to mention beauties, and each has its own specialties, especially in terms of force. It's not low, just pick one out, and it's not weaker than some small nobles.

It is natural to choose the right servants for the master, but the envoy has never done anything similar, so he decided to buy all the slaves on the stage, and then choose the right ones from them.

But this job is not for the envoy, so it is necessary to wake up the black bat that is sabotaging.

The envoy, who planned to go to the blood clan's territory, took pictures of another slave with all his heart. At the same time, he was a little surprised why the previous competitors had disappeared. Could it be that the latter slaves were not as good as the former ones?

The puzzled emissary didn't notice the wretched exclamation in the eyes from downstairs who floated up from time to time.

Buying so many sex slaves, the adult in Box No. [-] must be a hungry ghost.

Perhaps it is a servant-like master type, neither the messenger nor his master noticed the meaning of those gazes, but Wells, the only human being, clearly received the naked ambiguous gaze mixed with understanding and admiration. Said it was them, if not for knowing the truth, I am afraid that Wells would agree with them.

The corners of their mouths twitched for a while, and finally they chose to ignore those gazes, anyway, they couldn't really see the people in the box, so feel free to think whatever you want.

When the envoy took a photo of the last slave on the list and went to the slave market after thinking that he was not ready enough, there was a knock on the door of the box.

The Demon Race, who claimed to be the person in charge of the auction, appeared at the door and asked if the slaves they bought should be delivered now or picked up later. If necessary, they also provide delivery services.

At the same time, the Demon Race also implicitly mentioned that they still have some outstanding slaves, which are prepared for the next special auction. Of course, they can also sell them first if they need it.

Regardless of whether the demons really came to do business or to test them out, his proposal still made the envoy very tempted. As I said before, the slaves who can go to the auction must be high-end goods.

The envoy looked at Scutas inquiringly, who nodded.

So the messenger left with the visitor.

At this time, the auction has entered the second half. Unlike the previous auction items, the art department is more important than practicality. Now the items on the stage are all good things that can enhance the force, whether it is medicinal ores or weapons and equipment.

When the other guests were guessing whether the mysterious visitor in Box No. [-] would come to "book the room" again, but in fact, they didn't sell anything after buying the slaves.

Skutas didn't like it, and Wells didn't buy these useless things for him. He focused on the auctioneer's introduction, and asked about the omniscient dark side around him from time to time. Master detail issues.

In the eyes of others, this is a dangerous message.

"It seems that their goal is the same as ours. They are the last treasure."

"Anyway, something must be obtained."

The auction went on smoothly in such a lively and dignified atmosphere. What made the auctioneer happy and depressed was that none of today's items were unsold, but the atmosphere of the guests' bidding was not high, which made his prize money less Quite a lot.

"Dear distinguished guests, today's auction is coming to an end. Of course, before that, we have one last auction item to meet with you."

"Presumably everyone knows that a major event has happened on the mainland recently. The remains of our great Lord God have been discovered. It is a teleportation array leading to the dark castle. That is the castle of the Lord God. I can hardly imagine what will happen there. There are countless treasures."

"But to go there, the coordinates are naturally indispensable, so the last treasure——"

"A star compass with the coordinates of the dark castle! The base price is 100 gold coins!"

When the auctioneer stirred up the nerves of the guests, the last auction item was finally sent to the auction stage. The reserve price of [-] gold coins was the price on the promotional leaflet, which was the lowest auction reserve price in the audience, but he believed that , tonight he will get the highest bonus in history from this treasure, and even the chance of high promotion.

The excitement of the auctioneer also infected all the guests present, even those little nobles who knew that they would not be able to get this treasure in the end couldn't help but bid.

Even if you can't get it, it's good to join in the fun.

Almost all the guests took action, and the quotations rose steadily to a terrifying figure, but the quotation boards on the auction platform were still beating non-stop.

Wells noticed that there were no single-digit numbers among the bidders, which meant that none of the guests on the second floor had joined.

They are waiting for the best opportunity, and shooting at this time will only lower the style.

Wells looked at the auction platform downstairs. The star compass looks like a circular compass. The material is not gold or wood, so you can't tell what it is. There is nothing special about such a good southeast, but here People are still crazy about it. The unit of this price has changed from gold coins to magic crystal coins, and it can be seen that it has broken through [-]. The exchange rate of [-] to [-] is not just good-looking.

"What's that made of?"

"Forgot." How could Skutas remember the material of something so long ago, "It was made by Alsace."

"Aren't you going to take it back? If these people get into your castle with this thing..."

Skutas smiled evilly: "My castle is not so easy to visit."

Wells heard something from his words, raised his eyebrows, and there was a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that you are planning to close the door to beat dogs? Could it be that you released this thing too?" right?" Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?As soon as the teleportation array was found, the star compass with coordinates appeared at the auction?If someone really puts this thing up for auction, I'm afraid the auction will be canceled when they know that the teleportation array has come out. After all, auctioning it can only bring wealth to oneself. If it is dedicated to the superior, the return will definitely be greater.

"Nothing can be hidden from you." This is indeed what he asked the messenger to do, in order to divert the attention of these ambitious guys.

Can't hide it from him?If you really want to hide it, how can you not hide it?Wells looked at him with a complicated expression, "Are you trying to divert their attention from the positive universe to the dark castle? It won't do you any good."

"Nature is beneficial. In my castle, I will not be limited in power. I can do whatever I want. As long as I get rid of the leaders like them at once, the guys who aim at humans will not be afraid."

"Then why don't you get a few more? It's just a star compass, how many guys can it attract?"

"One is enough, the only treasure that everyone wants, this is the fuse, as long as it is lit, the burning flame is enough to engulf the continent."

Think about it, the treasure that everyone wants, naturally they will relentlessly fight for it. Probing, stealing, robbing, assassinating, and doing everything to get it will definitely lead to war in the end.

And war is what brings death and destruction the most.

There was an extremely gentle smile on Skutas's face, and an intoxicating light was shining in his forever dark eyes, which was the expression of extreme joy.

The charm of the gods took effect at this moment. Wells was almost dazed by the look and smile, and longed to be intoxicated in his heart. It was only his strong self-control that made him resist this sudden and powerful force. lure.

While being shocked by the other party's charm once again, a strong vigilance was also raised in my heart.

This one represents the god of destruction and darkness. Even though he has always been gentle or even harmless, his essence has not changed.

From his face, Wells could see that he was longing for that result, even looking forward to the arrival of war, as if waiting for a good show to start.

Wells really couldn't understand what this person was thinking in his heart. Those who were about to usher in the flames of war were his creations. As a god, Skutas never showed any concern or worry, and his ruthlessness was almost like As engraved in his cells, he can even help humans fight against his creations. In his eyes, there is no difference between the two. The only thing he cares about is the rules.

Perhaps, in his eyes, even himself is just a toy to pass the time?

"What are you thinking? So focused?" Skutas quickly noticed Wells' complexion, as if he had thought of something very bad.

"No, nothing." Doubts, worries, sorrows... All negative emotions were suppressed, and Wells forced himself not to think about them, and only focused on this auction.