Sacrifice's Rise: I Became Invincible After Entering Godslayer Temple

Chapter 93 92- Darklord the Trouble Maker

Chapter 93 Chapter92- Darklord the Trouble Maker

Isabella's small hammer lightly tapped on the table.

The Heart of Magma was quickly escorted by the Dawn Breeze Auction House security to the second floor.

Members in charge of financial management from the Silent Ones Guild greeted them.

The exchange of goods and money was done, contracts were signed, and the Heart of Magma was immediately transferred into the Silent Ones Guild's warehouse.

This was the way Dawn Breeze Auction House operated for these costly equipment and items auctioned in the second round.

As soon as the auction was confirmed, they would carry out the transaction on the spot to avoid any potential mishaps.

Chillminder was more than satisfied.

This Epic necklace, the Heart of Magma, might not be useful for his class.

However, the vice-guild leader of his guild happened to be a fire mage, whose attributes matched perfectly with this piece of equipment.

The Heart of Magma would significantly enhance the vice-guild leader's strength, thereby indirectly boosting the overall strength of their guild.

Once the transaction for Heart of Magma was completed, Isabella waved her hand, and all the lights in the venue converged on the second auction item.

[Shadowchaser (Epic): ...]

The boots were entirely black, adorned with light blue gems at the top.

Under the light, they were dazzling.

They are all familiar with the specifics.

Without saying much, the short-distance flight ability alone is enough to double the worth of these boots.

Besides, the Shadowchaser has another special ability... it can increase the wearer's speed by 50% while chasing enemies.

The two special abilities made these boots a hot item for many players.

Isabella gave a slight smile, "The next auction item is the 'Shadowchaser,' with a starting price of 1.5 million, each increase in price must be no less than 500,000 ..."

No sooner had Isabella's voice faded, then bidding voices echoed from the floor.

"I bid 2 million."

"Screw it, I'll empty my savings for this, I bid 2.5 million."

"Are you kidding, thinking you can bag this premium item for 2.5 million? Our guild bids 3.5 million."

"Is 3.5 million a big deal? I bid 4 million."

"The attributes of this equipment are too astonishing; our guild bids 5 million."

...

The independent players and some of the smaller guilds on the first floor started the bidding war.

It's quite amusing actually; they all knew they couldn't compete with the wealthy top-tier guilds on the second floor.

But they couldn't resist the temptation.

Always hopeful they could snag a bargain.

In less than fifteen minutes, the price was raised to 8.5 million by the players.

Compared to the previous item, Heart of Magma, the speed of the price hike was even more astonishing.

Most of the players, who didn't have the resources to compete, turned to the dozen or so boxes on the second floor, getting ready to watch the drama unfold.

"What do you think? Should we try our luck?"

Chillminder sent a private message to Snowla. Before the auction began, they had already agreed to cooperate.

This was why Chillminder was able to stand his ground when he clashed with Karthus.

Snowla was always there to back Chillminder up right away.

Soon, Snowla replied, "No need, there's no one in either of our guilds that this equipment would suit. It's just a waste of time."

"Moreover, you've just won the Heart of Magma. If we bid again, we'll just paint a target on our backs. Let them fight over it."

Chillminder nodded in agreement, "True, these early appetizers aren't that important. We should hold on to our resources. The last two Legendary Equipments will be the real battles."

Similar conversations were happening among other guild leaders.

Before the auction started, the guilds with no major grudges had already allied quietly.

These folks were leading some of the top 10 global guilds.

None of them were fools.

They all knew what this auction meant.

The two Legendary Equipments up for auction were unique server-wide.

No single force had the capability to take them both.

So, collaboration was an inevitable trend.

On the other hand, Adam, the guild leader of Genesis Guild, was about to bid when he received a message from Blue Sea, "Don't rush, we're not desperate for this piece of equipment. And I bet Galewind is pretty interested. You might as well give him a favor."

Adam lowered his halfway raised arm and discreetly withdrew his gaze.

In these few minutes, the price of Shadowchaser kept rising, now surpassing 10 million, and was about to match the transaction price of Heart of Magma, 12 million.

In the box, after a moment of contemplation, John finally spoke, "11 million."

The voices on the first floor had quieted down a lot by now. Hearing John's bid, several players unwillingly chose to bow out.

The leaders of the major guilds on the second floor also tacitly quieted down.

Bambooist, who was initially interested in bidding, smiled knowingly upon hearing John's voice and decided to quit competing for the item.

Guild leaders Karthus from Shadowrealm Guild and Kingserp from Dawn Guild had been observing quietly.

They were interested in the Shadowchaser boots, which perfectly suited assassin classes.

These two guilds had the highest number of assassin class players among the top 10 global guilds.

However, when they heard John's bid, both fell silent.

Although they didn't know John, they had noticed his impressive entrance earlier.

Clearly, this player named Galewind had deep connections with several guild leaders on the second floor.

With the unknown strength of John, Karthus and Kingserp naturally wouldn't rush into action.

Just when it seemed like John's bid of 11 million was about to be final, a discordant voice came from the first floor, "How can such a top-notch item be worth only 11 million? I bid 12 million."

The voice was incredibly sleazy, and the confrontation was quite obvious.

For a moment, numerous players turned their heads, curious to see who would dare challenge Galewind, the mysterious powerhouse.

Their gazes converged on Darklord, seated with a gloomy expression and a face filled with arrogance.

Perhaps he was reveling in the attention, Darklord taunted again, "What's the matter Galewind? Is 11 million your limit?"

Seeing John speaking on equal terms with the leaders of the world's top 10 guilds had made many players admire him.

Darklord, hiding in the shadows, was seething with jealousy.

He felt that he should be the one in that position, that he, Darklord, deserved to be in the spotlight!

Now that he finally had a chance to undermine John, Darklord was not going to let it slip away.

John stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his hands behind his back.

His straight figure was like a javelin, his handsome face expressionless.

He simply breathed out a number, "13 million."

Darklord chuckled and continued to raise the bid, "Well, then I'll go 14 million."

John continued without hesitation, "15 million."

Darklord was hot on his heels, "16 million."

The two continued to raise each other's bids, all the way to a staggering price of 20 million.

The scene was deathly silent, with everyone gaping, watching the two perform.

Isabella, on stage, was somewhat worried.

She was mainly concerned that this kind of bidding would affect the reputation of the Dawn Breeze Auction House in the mind of the big shot, Galewind.

As for Darklord, Isabella was already utterly disgusted with him.

It was he who caused trouble in the last auction.

Although it could increase the revenue of the auction house, this kind of troublemaking would damage its reputation.

"21 million, Galewind, if you dare, keep going. I'm here for the long haul."

As the price kept rising, Darklord's expression became increasingly twisted.

He was gritting his teeth, staring at John, completely oblivious to the gloomy expression on SoulSong next to him.

From beginning to end, John didn't spare Darklord another glance.

He simply continued to bid in an unemotional tone, "22 million."

"I don't believe you can afford it. You, a pauper, dare to compete with me in wealth?"

Darklord was about to continue raising the price when he was suddenly interrupted by SoulSong, "Young Master, we can't go any higher. Our money today is prepared for those two Legendary Equipments. These Shadowchasers aren't that important to us."

Darklord was not pleased with being interrupted by SoulSong, but his words cooled him down for a moment.

From a rational point of view, he shouldn't get tangled up with John at this time.

Darklord was about to give up, but when he looked up, he saw John glance over at him with an indifferent expression, seemingly full of mockery.

How could Darklord tolerate this?

The rage he had just suppressed flared up again.

"I'll raise the price one more time. I never intended to buy these rotten shoes. I just want to make Galewind bleed heavily. Over 20 million for an Epic item, I want to see where he gets the money."

While reassuring SoulSong, Darklord gave another price, "23 million."

John finally frowned and fell silent for a moment.

It seemed that his financial resources only stretched to this number, and he was preparing to give up the competition for this item.