Game of Thrones: The Strongest Guoguang

Chapter 113 Advanced Fire Witchcraft
The bidding in the hall continued, and there was even an arms race for magic materials later on.

Rhaenyla made no sound after trying to bid a few times.

The stone statues in this maze want too many people, and their applicability is very wide, so the competition is so fierce.

Especially those mages on the dark side are getting crazier one by one.

"Okay, first bid... second bid... third time!"

"Perfect deal!"

Grand Duke Tailosi's face was filled with deep happiness. This maze that once disintegrated their fleet and severely damaged the kingdom of their third daughter finally brought benefits, which made him and the Supreme Council behind him heave a sigh of relief.

The one who took the stone statue was a man in the dark room. He competed so fiercely with those mages that the scene was full of gunpowder. A black mage threatened, "Being able to take a photo of the stone statue doesn't mean you can keep it forever."

Obviously, there are many people who have the same idea as Rhaenyla.

If you don't have the strength, having a magical treasure similar to a maze stone statue is like a child walking through the downtown area with an attractive gold nugget, only to get the greedy eyes of wolves.

"Hmph, then you can try it!" The person in the dark room was full of confidence and snorted coldly.

"Ahem, the Supreme Council will guarantee the rights of every guest. In the territory of the Three Daughters Kingdom, it is not allowed to snatch auction items, otherwise it will be regarded as a challenge to the authority of the Three Cities!"

Grand Duke Tyroshi seems to be warning the lawless mercenaries, thieves and mages...

But some people with active minds have already thought of it: as long as they are outside the territory of the third daughter queen, how many people will keep those auction items in the hands of the original owner?
Only Rhaenila was taken aback when she heard the voice of the buyer of the stone statue, hey, where did she hear it?

At the same time, Maharaja's voice sounded again in the venue, "Next, the next auction item!"

"One of the universal Valyrian spells, Ignite!"

"This is the basic spell of fire magic, and it is also..."

"Hey, fat man." It was the wizard again, "Can you stop fooling people with this kind of thing?"

"Ignite" is not a very precious spell model, many people can use it, even street performers who breathe fire can do this trick, the difference lies in the talent and the concentration of magic power.

"This set of spells includes Ignite, and Ignite's state enhancement--Burning, and the final form of fire witchcraft: Burning Ashes."

Grand Duke Tylosi ignored the wizard's provocation and continued.

"It is said that when a wizard's magic form advances to the ultimate fire witchcraft, the wizard will awaken a special talent that can even rival a god."

Creation... Rhaenyla's heart moved.

From their rise to their annihilation, the Valyrians have always wanted to obtain the top talent of fire, but in the end no one thought that this talent could appear in a girl from the end of the dynasty. She has the ability to turn fossils into dragons The power of "creation".

"Ten Jade Sea Giant Elephants! A thousand seal skins, and gold coins for two cargo ships."

As soon as the shot is made, someone wants to make a final decision.

"Three cargo ships of whale oil, five hundred wildling slaves from the Shivering Sea..."

This set of inheritance has been lost for a long time, especially the second and third forms of fire witchcraft, which are only in the hands of some wizards and priests with real power.

Obviously, some thieves and people who got dirty things wanted to "ship" by taking advantage of the auction.

A black wall nobleman sitting on the seat clenched his fists, as if shaking with anger.

This inheritance was originally the foundation of their family, but there was a conflict within the family. His stepbrother stole the inheritance, but he did not expect it to be reproduced at the auction now.

While everyone in the hall was bidding fiercely, a cold female voice came from the dark room: "Three pieces of keel, red mystic art - tempering blade."

The voices of the people present fell silent.

"Keel? This material hasn't been seen for many years."

"Those bereaved families don't think it's enough for their own use!"

"You can't say that, Westeros..." "I'm afraid you forgot the Green Prophet!"

keel?The pupils of a man in the secret room dilated, showing his desire.

"Materials that cannot be obtained in Westeros, I finally saw them at the auction!"

The aristocrat who stole his family's wealth eagerly signaled to the Grand Duke and winked.

"Uh, this nobleman... the auctioneer said, if you can get a few more dragon bones, this inheritance will belong to you!"

"Hmph!" The cold female voice responded impatiently, "The keel bones of our bereaved family use one and one less, and three is the most I can take out! If it weren't for the lack of inheritance of some side seeds..."

Hearing this, the outline of Valyria's lost wizarding family emerged in everyone's mind... Dragon bone is a very precious material for casting bloodfire spells, and it is commonly found in some Valyrian legacy. fact.

"Quenching blade...Red God Temple?" The auctioneers in the audience were fighting fiercely in their hearts. If they relied on the powerful Red God forces, they might be able to fight their elder brother!
"Okay, I announce that this inheritance was obtained through the darkroom auction, and the deal is concluded!"

Rhaenila put the keel and the red mystic on a tray, and soon, the slave presented another tray covered with silk, and turned away quietly and respectfully.

"Three glass candles..." Rhaenyla carefully put them away.

If nothing is brought out, then her identity in the dark room will be in doubt, and there are too many targets to be snatched at the auction, and she may not get anything in the end...

Taking pictures first is the safest way.

The wise Summer wanted to deal with that candle a long time ago, so why not take this opportunity to exchange for a legacy for her, and the Alchemist Guild will also benefit from it.

After waiting for a long time, there was nothing that moved her heart at the auction, so Rhaenyla yawned slightly.

"Rees Poison", "Manticore", "Omens in Fire..."

Also circulating at the auction are some poisons, and other mysteries of the Red God.

In the trading city-state, the spells used by the priests of R'hllor are also widely circulated. However, if you want to learn it, it depends on whether the Red God favors you or not.

Some "favorites" can easily learn spells like "forecast in fire" without using candles.

"A fossil egg of an unknown creature."

"This is a fossil from the Far East. Some businessmen said that this egg may belong to an ancient magical creature!"

Hearing this background, some dark wizards looked impatient.

"It's not a dragon egg!"

"As if fossils are useful?"

"You said it was a fossil dragon egg, so I can only buy it home as a collection?"

It wasn't a dragon egg. A man in the dark room withdrew his expectant eyes and followed the wizards with an impatient "tsk".

What's the use if it's not a dragon egg?Take it home and make soup.

And there are still no fossils that may conceive life...

Although there is such an explanation in the family, regardless of whether it is a living or dead egg, try to get it in your hand.

But there is only one premise - it is a dragon's egg.

Seeing that the venue was deserted and no one wanted to buy it, Grand Duke Tylosi rushed to make up for it!

"These two fossil eggs are very special. They are covered with a layer of special feathers. If they can be hatched..."

"Hahahaha!" Before he finished speaking, a beautiful woman interrupted.

"Is the Grand Duke crazy? Who can hatch a fossil? Not even a Valyrian can do such a thing!"

"Yes", everyone echoed.

"If it's a dragon's egg you're bringing out, maybe we're taking a chance, relying on some god, or some Valyrian magical wonder."

(End of this chapter)