Sign in at the end of the world: Start by devouring the Flame Demon Lord

When the snake girl announced the starting price of the stone plate, the audience became silent for a moment.

The high price instantly dissuaded most people in the audience.

The price of fifty blue magic crystals is enough to buy two or three blue-quality magic weapons. Spending a sky-high price to buy this repair prop seems a bit flashy.

Most of the aliens have given up on the idea of ​​bidding. Only some real "rich people" and magic soldiers who are of great significance to them still have ideas about the stone plate.

"Fifty-five blue magic crystals!"

At this moment, a rough voice suddenly came from the corner of the audience, and an orc took the lead in calling out the price.

His beloved weapon was irreversibly damaged, and the appearance of the colorful stone plate gave him new hope.

"Fifty-six blue magic crystals!"

"Sixty blue magic crystals!!"

More and more bidders began to raise their bids loudly. Some of them wanted to repair weapons like the orc, while others were nobles who were not short of money and simply wanted to explore the mystery of this mysterious stone plate.

In a corner of the venue, anxious Alian and others also joined the bidding team. Ayu lowered his head, raised his racket and shouted in a low voice:

"Sixty-five blue magic crystals!"

But they obviously underestimated the strong curiosity of many nobles. The sound of the price increase was drowned out by the roar like a wave in the next second, and no one even noticed the presence of these humans in the corner.

Baron and others looked at each other and saw the anxious look in each other's eyes.

As the voices of price increases got louder and louder, I saw that the price of the colorful stone plate was almost exceeding the mark of one hundred blue magic crystals.

However, at this moment, a high-pitched voice suddenly came from the distant box:

"A piece of purple magic crystal!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire venue fell into deathly silence again, and you could hear a pin drop.

Purple magic crystal is a rare magic crystal produced in the body of a ninth-level monster. Even a hundred blue magic crystals cannot be worth the value of one purple magic crystal!

Who on earth exchanged a piece of purple magic crystal for the flashy colorful stone plate on the stage? !

Everyone looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and saw a slightly plump, short figure in the box at the rear of the venue looking down at everyone with a sinister smile.

This is actually a yellow-furred mole dressed in brocade and satin, with a rat face and a human body!

"It's Mole Ming, the young master of the Demon Mole Clan. No wonder he can afford a piece of Purple Demon Crystal!!"

Someone recognized the identity of this figure. The Demon Mole clan is a noble family in the Northern Desert, and only such a top-notch clan can afford such consumption.

The yellow-haired mole looked at the exclamations below, with a look of disdain in his eyes:

"How dare a group of untouchables compete with this young master for a treasure?!"

The yellow-furred mole laughed heartily, revealing two sharp fangs, and his appearance was extremely vulgar.

What he likes most is admiring the helpless and embarrassed appearance of these untouchables, so as to show his nobility.

The snake girl on the stage took the opportunity to shout:

"The young master of the Mole Clan bids for a piece of purple magic crystal. Is there a higher price?!"

The entire audience fell into silence. Even some foreigners who had the money to buy it did not dare to speak, because offending the young master of the Mole clan with a repair prop was not a wise move.

"Two pieces of purple magic crystal!!"

At this moment, a low voice suddenly came from the corner of the venue, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

I saw a burly figure in gray linen clothes standing up in the corner and holding up a sign. His whole body was covered by gray clothes and his face could not be seen.

"Brother Baron..."

Ayu and others sitting in the corner were sweating profusely and looked anxious. The current situation had exceeded their expectations, and they were also sweating for Baron who stood up.

A lowly human being appears in this auction venue. If he is discovered, there is only one price, and that is death! !

Fortunately, the audience did not fix their eyes on Baron for too long, but looked at the box where the young master of the Mole Clan was.

The yellow-haired mole didn't expect that someone would dare to go against him at this time. He immediately showed anger and roared:

"Three purple magic crystals!!"

In public, someone actually dared to challenge him to his face, where would he put his status as a dignified young master? !

At this time, everyone turned their attention to Balon and others, and they were all curious whether the latter would continue to challenge Mole Ming.

In the corner of the venue, Alian and others had expressions of embarrassment on their faces. The crystal cores they brought out during this trip were far from enough to participate in the bidding.

At this time, in full view of the public, it was even more difficult to get off the tiger.

Do we really want to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? !

Just when a few people were entangled, a magnetic man's voice suddenly came from the silent box of the venue:

"Ten purple magic crystals!!"