Chapter 786 The auction begins, the eye of catastrophe!

"Yawn~"

The fat man, the northeaster and the dragon root who played crazy all night are like a pile. No, three piles of mud are paralyzed in the VIP private room on the right side of the auction house on the third floor.

In order to take care of some special players or special guests, no matter which country's 'hero club' will have dozens or even hundreds of VIP rooms like this.

The private room is about 80 square meters. Even if 30 people sit in it at the same time, it will not be crowded.

"This auction lasts for a total of three days. Three to four artifacts will be auctioned every day. At the beginning, the middle, and the end, I just asked Lao Ram, who presided over the auction. In these three days, a total of twelve artifacts will be auctioned. It is a rare opportunity to successfully defeat the one in April. The appointment of 'Wei Shuwu' requires at least half of the artifact to have a chance..."

Di Valen sat next to Zhang Mu and patiently explained the activity process and auction rules to him.

"If each artifact is only sold for 2 to 3 million US dollars, it won't be a problem to buy it all." The fat man, like a fat soft-footed shrimp, staggered to the freezer beside him, took out a few cans of drinks and threw them to everyone.

"Hehe, not necessarily." Di Valen shook his head with a smile and pointed to several nearby VIP private rooms and said, "There are not only us who coveted artifacts in this auction, but also the pope of the 'religious court', the pope of the 'heresy court'... and the mysterious 'casa', which are supported by a large consortium behind them... I'm afraid it's impossible to buy the artifact with 3 million US dollars..."

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

He has never eaten pork and has seen pigs run. He knows what a 'big consortium' means. A consortium often has abundant funds, which is an existence that is by no means something that a self-employed can compete with. The people in this VIP private room have the ability to compete with the consortium. There are only two, one is Zhang Mu and the other is Di Valen. .

Another VIP private room - 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, took a sip from time to time, and his face was full of enjoyment.

A bottle of Latour for thousands of dollars is not something that everyone can drink.

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

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

"Di Warren and China Wing have also come. It seems that they are preparing for the appointment two months later and want to arm themselves with this auction." Tels said.

"This time, the auction house will auction a total of 12 artifacts. How about four pieces for each of us? Ha ha, of course, I also know that in a few months, the price of artifacts will fall. But in order to break the invincible myth of the Chinese wing, we can't take care of so much. St. Paul I said lightly.

"It's not very difficult, how about you?" Terls shrugged his shoulders and looked at the woman beside him, Casa.

"It doesn't matter." Casa's beautiful face was expressionless and as cold as frost. The blue and black eyes, which symbolize the mixed blood of East and West, are full of blood, as if they haven't slept for a long time.

On the whole, Casa is a combination of beauty and decadence.

"I heard that among these twelve artifacts, there is another one 'three artifacts'... Don't grab it from me." St. Paul I smiled softly.

An hour later, the auction officially began.

Thousands of pairs of eyes are locked on the huge screen. They all know that in order to warm up the auction, the first item in the auction is often an artifact. Even if it is not an artifact, it will be a high-priced top product.

The auctioneer touched the mustache on his chin, pointed to the screen with his right hand, and introduced bluntly: "Welcome to the semi-annual hero store. The first item to be auction is a first-class artifact - the eye of catastrophe!"

"Wow!"

"It's really an artifact!"

"There's a good show!"

The players who participated in the auction exclaimed.

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

"The Eye of Catastrophe is a kind of artifact with a strong attack surname. After equipping, the hero can display a super range magic called 'The End of the Catastrophe'. The enemy covered by the 'The End of the Catastrophe' will receive different degrees of damage in each round for two minutes. The starting price of the Eye of Catastrophe is - 2 million US dollars!"

"Damn it, the starting price is 2 million yuan. This is grabbing money!" The fat man jumped up from the sofa.

"This is a good thing, China Wing, don't you want it?" De Valen turned his face and said.

Zhang Mu shook his head: "I already have two ranges of magic, 'Ice Age' and 'Fire Dragon Fire'. This artifact is not very useful to me."

"Okay, let me do it." De Valen grinned, took out a special 'auction machine' (a computer-like technology product, directly connected to the auctioneer), and entered numbers on it.

The auctioneer was stunned and immediately shouted, "The mysterious guest No. 077 in the A4 private room, bid 5 million US dollars!"

Oh!

The exclamation came from the auction seat outside. Even in the private room with quite good sound insulation, you can still hear the sound of 'woo'.

Countless people's eyes shifted to the private room where Zhang Mu and Di Valen were located. The expressions on their faces were very complicated, some were envious, some were jealous, and more doubtful.

They want to know who is in the private room.

"5 million for the first time!"

"5 million for the second time!"

At this time, the small wooden hammer had been lifted into the air by the auctioneer. Just as the small hammer was about to fall on the desk, the auctioneer suddenly lowered his arm.

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

"Ext expectations." Di Valen is not in a hurry.

"The mysterious guest No. 156 in the B7 private room, bid 15 million US dollars!"

The fat man scolded loudly, "I'm a piece of grass!" 15 million US dollars! In equivalent to RMB, that's more than 100 million!"

The audience is boiling, and the guests in each private room are also boiling.

Di Valen hummed, "The two guys sitting in the B7 private room are the Pope and the Pope. Are they 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... Warren, this is a little..." Zhang Mu shook his head.

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

"Hey hey, Warren, you want to argue with me, but you're still a little tender..." St. Paul licked his lips and re-entered a few numbers.

"The mysterious guest No. 156 in the B7 private room, bidding for 22 million US dollars!"

"22 million, once!"

"22 million, twice!"

"22 million, three times! Deal! Congratulations to the mysterious guest No. 156 on getting the 'Eye of Catastrophe'!"

(to be continued)