The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1206 The Devil's Betrayal

"Vulcan's Kiss starts filming now!!"

"The starting price is 4 Soul Stones, and each bid increase must not be less than 1000!!"

As Flex knocked the gavel in his hand, the scene suddenly became agitated, with various bids coming one after another, especially from the strong men in the VIP area of ​​the private rooms on the second and third floors. Most of them came to the auction just for this dish.

Now the real thing is before us. The moment it is shown, all the demons who were skeptical about its promotional effect, although they cannot say that they no longer have doubts, can at least feel its extraordinaryness.

The magic power of the dish placed in the crystal box gathered above its entity, transforming into images related to fire, as if what was placed in front of everyone was not a dead object, but a living creature with consciousness.

How can something that can perform so miraculously be ordinary?

"6!!"

In less than 3 minutes, the price was pushed up to such a high level, but it still couldn't stop everyone's enthusiasm for bidding.

"7!!"

However, at this moment, a deep and domineering voice suddenly sounded in the sky, like a basin of ice water poured on a blazing fire. In an instant, the legendary powerhouses and heads of large families on the 2nd and 3rd floors were stunned, looking at each other and not daring to speak for a while.

"Good things should naturally be enjoyed by me, the city lord, first. This is a reward for my protection of the stability of our West Wind Fortress over the years. Don't you think so?"

Although the guests were all shocked when Moises, the Lord of Balor Flame Demon City, suddenly appeared at the auction, guessing that he might also be interested in this grandmaster-level dish and would participate in the bidding, no one expected that the other party would directly threaten him with power during the auction and break the rules he had set.

Everyone knows that the West Wind Chamber of Commerce and its subordinate West Wind Auction House are Moises' own businesses. As the owner, Balor the Flame Demon himself does not abide by the rules, who would dare to cooperate with them in the future?

The legendary warriors and heads of several major families who had strong ideas and pursuits for the dish showed unwilling expressions on their faces. However, due to the naked threat revealed in the tone of the demigod demon, they had to carefully weigh whether it was worth offending the ruler of the fortress for this dish.

In the end, most of the powerful demons responded with silence out of rational considerations and gave up the right to continue raising the price. However, there was still a legendary high-level berserker from a nearby fortress who gritted his teeth and raised his hand in disbelief: "7."

The sound of bidding was very loud, but the Soul Judge Flex, who was presiding over the auction with his big belly, seemed not to hear it and stood there quietly with an expressionless face.

"very good!!"

Moises stood up, a ball of fire suddenly rose in his ruthless eyes, and wisps of green smoke came out of the large and exquisite silk clothes. Then a tongue of fire burst out and burned it. Suddenly, a three-meter-long beheading sword appeared in the hand of the fire demon. His figure turned into a pillar of fire and directly destroyed his own private room, crashing into the room of the demon who dared to bid.

At the same time as Moises was moving, the legendary warriors in other private rooms and the demons in the hall on the first floor all ran away. They were about to flee this dangerous place, but they did not expect that a thin gray barrier suddenly fell over this huge building made of cast steel, directly blocking all the demons inside the building.

Boom! !

Boom! ! !

"Flex!! What are you doing???"

"We have all given up competing with the city lord. Quickly open the maze and let us out!!"

A group of demons were filled with shock and anger. They continued to bombard the seemingly weak maze barrier, while loudly scolding the Soul Judge Legend Flex, who was standing on the auction table with his hands on a magic crystal pedestal that was emitting strong magical fluctuations.

Flex remained unmoved. As a subordinate of the demigod Moises, when he knew that this violent and greedy master would appear at the auction, he roughly predicted what his master would do at the auction.

In the territory of West Wind Fortress, there is no powerful demon or family that can challenge the authority of the demigod Moises; and among the surrounding forces outside West Wind Fortress, other beings that can contend with Moises have not received any news of this auction, so they will not appear here.

On the surface, the conditions promised by the auction house to Allen have been met. However, in fact, Allen handed the grandmaster-level dish to the West Wind Auction House for auction, and the actual transaction object had already been determined.

The reason why he went to the trouble of putting on such a show was that the Demon City Lord wanted to demonstrate his power and, by the way, test whether these legends and families in the city still respected him.

After all, for demons who pursue chaos and violence, if they want to maintain their ruling power, they must beat and suppress their subordinates at any time and anywhere.

As for the fat sheep Allen who came to the door, and his extremely valuable dishes, the demigod city lord Moises would not care about this guy's opinion, and would not let him leave the fortress with the dishes or the soul stone.

A guy who dares not even reveal his identity, no matter how strong he is, is very limited. As long as he fights in the battlefield selected and arranged by himself, Moises has considerable confidence that he can severely injure or even kill the opponent, even if it is a saint-level existence.

What's more, Moises didn't believe at all that this guy could be a saint-level being.

"Please don't be nervous, it's not difficult to get out. Once my master has dealt with those ignorant guys, he will let you out." "But before that, please do my master a favor and twist off the head of the guy in VIP area 312..."

Boom! ! !
Flex calmly placed his hand on the crystal table, controlling the small puzzle lock that had always existed in the auction venue, and explained the current situation to the nervous and panicked demon guests in a deep voice. Just as he was about to solve another problem as Moises instructed, a figure appeared in front of him, but was blocked by a barrier suddenly opened by the crystal table.

"No wonder everyone says that demons are not worthy of any trust!!"

The figure that appeared in front of Flex was none other than the Bugbear Saint Allen, whose face and identity were concealed. A ball of golden light rippled from the depths of his emerald-like pupils. Then the Bugbear slowly took off his cloak and revealed his true face to the many demons.

Wow~~~
The ordinary demons hiding in the field and the powerful demons who heard Flex's words all looked sideways, with a hint of surprise in their eyes, and at the same time, a bit of excitement rose in an instant.

The Soul Judge Flex, who was slightly frightened by Alan's swift posture, quickly returned to normal, with a cunning look in his eyes, and relying on the protection of the crystal control panel, he calmly walked to the side and slowly picked up the master-level dish that was protected in the same space as himself.

After sealing the crystal food box again, Flex turned to face the Bear Goblin Saint who was only four or five meters away. The bloody mouth embedded in his fat and ugly face opened slightly and groaned silently for a few bytes.

Alan didn't hear any sound at all, but from the other party's face and expression, he could easily sense the strong sarcasm.

Clang! ! !
A heavy sword suddenly appeared in Allen's hand, and he raised it high without hesitation. The surging divine power poured out and quickly filled the entire building. The terrifying power not only frightened the group of demons around who were ready to make a move, but also made them stare at the bear goblin with weak limbs and horror in amazement. Even the demigod Moises, who had just taken care of a legendary high-level demon with two or three consecutive moves, had a changed expression and turned around to show an expression of awe and regret.

The terrifying aura just rose up and was quickly gathered into the heavy sword in Allen's hand. Allen also returned to his ordinary appearance just now, as if what he had just shown was just an illusion for everyone. The golden sword body chopped down the barrier in front of him with a resolute force.

While he was doing all these actions, Flex had already placed his hand on the crystal table, and was manipulating the energy of the crystal table to teleport himself out of this enclosed space.

boom! ! !
The four-story building weighing hundreds of thousands of pounds shook violently, and the solid foundation beneath its feet that was integrated with the entire fortress was also shaking and trembling.

The ordinary demons inside had no power to resist the fierce storm caused by this attack. They were blown away and hit the maze barrier behind them along with the decorative walls, windows and other objects inside the building. Immediately, a mouthful of dirty blood and fragments of internal organs spurted out of their bodies, and then they fell to the ground dying, breathing out more than breathing in, and were obviously on the verge of death.

The relatively stronger legendary demons were not feeling well either. They were also blown away and fell on the barrier. They each used their own methods and skills to try to survive the aftermath of the attack.

However, the real target of Alan's sword skills had disappeared. Even the magic crystal platform that could control the maze lock of this building collapsed after Flex teleported away, turning into a pile of white fine crystal sand.

Although the control panel was destroyed, Flex, the demon who was in charge of the construction of the building, had already made preparations and kept the effect of the maze running, preventing anyone from leaving the building in a short period of time.

Flex's figure appeared in a dark room in the auction house building that Alan had visited at the beginning. At this moment, an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face uncontrollably. He did not dare to delay at all and ran out to the next destination in his plan.

Boom! !

The actual auction venue was some distance away from the auction house shop, but the impact of Alan's attack on the earth still caused the furnishings in the shop to shake constantly, and also made the Soul Judge, who had a bright smile on his face, feel a little nervous, and then smiled sarcastically in the direction of the source of the earthquake.

The Soul Judge, who was protected by the maze barrier, was not intimidated by the pressure when Alan revealed his terrifying aura. He also did not see the power of Alan's terrifying sword skill when he was teleported afterwards, otherwise he would not have been so calm at this moment.

In fact, when Alan told Flex about the effects of the grandmaster dish - 'Kiss of the God of Fire', Flex's greed could no longer be suppressed. Even after Alan revealed his own extraordinary strength and punished Flex a little, it did not stop Flex from trying to swallow up this magical creation that would have a great effect on his advancement and breakthrough.

Even after realizing that Alan's strength was definitely not weaker than his master, the demigod Balrog Moises, he became more confident in swallowing this precious dish and even the many products of this auction.

Everything in the abyss is false, and only the growth of one's own strength is truly controllable. Any demon will be willing to take a risk when faced with an opportunity to improve their own strength, and Flex is no exception.

Flex knew very well that if things developed normally, he would have no chance of getting this dish. But if he could arouse Moises' greed and get him to personally participate in the auction, based on Flex's understanding of his master's character, the Balrog would definitely not be willing to spend a single cent to get this dish.

In the end, the Balor Flame Demon would definitely rely on his own powerful strength to eat the dish secretly, and as for the original owner of the dish, the Demigod Demon would also make sure that no remains of the other party would be left to prevent future troubles.

What he had to do was to cooperate with Moises' actions, open the maze at the critical moment, create a closed space to kill Alan, and leave him no chance of escape.

But Moises would never have thought that the guy he wanted to deal with was not weaker than him in real strength. So even if he had the advantages of geographical location and people, the fight between the two sides would inevitably be bloody and cruel, and would not last long.

Unless the maze could not withstand the power of their attack, which was obviously impossible because Flex was very clear about the protective capabilities of the maze he had set up. Even if the saint attacked personally to consume the magic power of the maze, it would take at least two days to consume the magic power stored in the maze.

Moreover, even if the winners finally escape, they will not feel good after fighting in the closed maze space. They will most likely suffer serious injuries and their strength will be greatly damaged.

With this time buffer, he had already disappeared into the vast abyss plane with all the assets in the West Wind Fortress Lord's treasury and most of the auction items.

The more he thought about it, the more excited Flex became, and he couldn't close his bloody mouth. His bright smile made his movements light and agile, and his whole body was filled with powerful power.

Next, I just need to trick and kill the Berserker Chief in the City Lord's Mansion, who is also a legend but slightly weaker than me, and then I can open the door to the City Lord's Mansion! !