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Chapter 156 The Sacred Remains

Messiah Ring!

Upon seeing the ring, Wayne's pupils constricted, and he instantly became interested.

Based on the artifacts we've obtained so far, each artifact possesses immense power.

Needless to say, the Messiah Silver Coin directly stabilized the energy of the entire Bronze Sanctuary and allowed him to release the power of the Bronze Sanctuary directly through his body.

Even ordinary Messianic coins possess immense value; the mere fact that they can directly summon Sanctuary Guardians is enough to be considered a miracle.

Unexpectedly, a sacred relic was encountered again at the auction of this small charity gala.

And it's the Messiah's ring.

I wonder what kind of amazing abilities it will have?

Wayne immediately became interested.

We must take it down.

Seemingly sensing Wayne's interest in the ring, Danny Foster took a puff of his cigar, smiled slightly, and said:

"Mr. Wayne is interested in this ring? These items were donated by Dylan from his family's antique shop."

As he spoke, he pointed with his cigar to an older white man next to him, who immediately smiled and raised his glass to Wayne.

Dylan Griffin is also an elder at the Church of Evangelical Witness.

Danny Foster continued:

"Mr. Dylan's great-grandfather was an extremely successful collector of Oriental art. He traveled to the East many times in the late 19th and early 20th centuries and brought back many exquisite works of art."

"As you know, the East at that time was simply a barbaric land. Those Easterners were greedy devils who even openly rejected the civilization we brought. The Western pioneers had to use guns and cannons to force them onto the path of civilization."

"Mr. Dylan's great-grandfather was killed by those thugs during his last trip."

Dylan, standing to the side, showed a hint of sorrow, sighed, and slowly said:

"According to my grandfather's diary, when he set foot on that land as a valiant soldier of the British Empire, those foolish Easterners even believed that chanting spells would make them invulnerable to swords and spears."

"They even believed that by attaching yellow talismans to their bodies and spraying them with so-called holy water, they could withstand the most advanced Lee-Enfield rifles."

Upon hearing this, the elders present burst into laughter, their faces revealing a strong sense of superiority stemming from their white heritage.

Danny Foster nodded slightly and remarked:

"But wasn't that the golden age of adventure in the East? Before the light of science had fully illuminated every corner of the earth, it was like a legendary tale from Indiana Jones, truly captivating..."

At this point, he changed the subject, looking at Wayne and continuing:

"Mr. Wayne, this ring is of great significance and extremely valuable, as a trophy from Mr. Dylan's ancestors' exploration in the East. However, I think since you like it, it's worth bidding for it regardless of the price. After all, everything tonight is for charity and for God's mercy, isn't it?"

As they were talking, the auctioneer began to place his bids:

"This antique ring from the East has a starting bid of $500, with increments of $50. Bidding begins now!"

Wayne glanced at Mike, who immediately raised his hand.

The auctioneer immediately said:

"This gentleman has offered $500! Are there any other bidders?"

Danny Foster also raised his hand and smiled:

"To be honest, I like this ring just as much."

"550 US dollars!"

Wayne didn't even blink, and Mike immediately raised his hand again.

"600 US dollars."

Danny Foster then raised his hand and bid as well.

Wayne, of course, wouldn't give up.

In the blink of an eye, the two had raised the price to $2000, attracting the attention of many people present.

After all, it was just an ordinary, simple ring from the East, with only a cross-shaped pattern on it and no other decorations.

If Dylan hadn't vouched for it, you wouldn't be able to tell its origins at all; it could easily be mistaken for a silver craft ring worth a few dollars.

If it's a fine piece of oriental antique craftsmanship, it might fetch a high price.

This thing, at $2000, is far beyond its actual value.

For a moment, the other elders, except for one honest-looking construction contractor, all showed expressions of schadenfreude.

Since Wayne has money, let's make him bleed more.

Selling this kind of trash to him at a high price is just right.

Elder Richard, who was standing to the side, laughed heartily and said:

"Mr. Foster, Mr. Wayne, seeing how much you like this ring, I've suddenly become interested too... $3000."

The auctioneer immediately announced in a loud voice:

"3000 US dollars!"

Then the group all stared at Wayne, their eyes filled with amusement.

This was originally a church charity auction, and the proceeds from the auction were ultimately used to raise funds for Danny Foster's Friends of Nature organization; the money all went into the church's coffers.

This was originally a church charity auction, and the proceeds from the auction were ultimately used to raise funds for Danny Foster's Friends of Nature organization; the money all went into the church's coffers.

If Wayne continues to follow, he'll be a sucker who'll pay an exorbitant price for garbage.

If they didn't follow suit, they would lose face, and even those members of the congregation who admired Wayne would naturally lose much of their awe of him.

Wayne, with a calm expression, reached out and patted Mike's arm.

Mike immediately raised his hand and said loudly:

"10000 US dollars!"

The moment the price was announced, the entire room erupted in uproar.

It's unbelievable that such an ordinary ring has been priced at $10000.

Many people, however, took it for granted when they saw the man with black hair and black eyes.

Saints naturally have no concept of money.

Danny Foster and several other elders exchanged glances, all seeing a mocking smile in each other's eyes.

Bruce Wayne is indeed too young; even if he wanted to play the role of a saint, he couldn't maintain his composure at all.

To spend such a high price on such a broken ring is simply laughable.

For the sake of so-called dignity.

Elder Richard, barely suppressing a laugh, forced a look of regret and said:

"Mr. Wayne, since you want this precious ring, I have no choice but to part with it."

He shrugged, indicating that he was withdrawing from the bidding.

"$10000 once, $10000 twice, $10000 three times! Deal!"

The auctioneer brought down his gavel and announced loudly:

"Congratulations to... Mr. Wayne!"

"Then the next item up for auction, a beautiful porcelain vase from the East..."

As a new item was brought out for auction, seemingly in case Wayne changed his mind, someone immediately brought a brocade box to Wayne, containing the ring he had just won.

Several elders from the Church of Evangelical Witnesses nearby were all watching Wayne with amused expressions, waiting for him to make the payment.

For them, watching this sudden, hotheaded newcomer get his comeuppance was a truly delightful experience.

Unexpectedly, Wayne seemed to have completely disregarded the price, casually opening the somewhat worn brocade box and putting the ring inside on his finger.

"Sir..." The waiter was taken aback and was about to stop him, but was stopped by a stack of banknotes in front of him.

Mike placed ten thousand dollars in cash into the other person's tray and said:

"Here's ten thousand dollars. Don't bother the Wayne brothers."

Don't disturb my brother while he's playing with his toys.

Having previously searched for antiques at "Sir George's Antique Shop" in that tourist area, Mike and David naturally understood that these items held special significance for their brothers.

Although I don't know what it means, since my brother likes it, we have to have a good time.

Nothing else matters.

The instant Wayne put on the silver ring, a line of text immediately appeared before his eyes:

[Messiah Ring: A ring once worn by the Messiah, a symbolic ring.]

[Effect 1: Blessing. When the Sanctuary Lord wears this ring, he can bless his followers, increasing one of their attributes by 1 point for 1 day. Cooldown: 7 days.]

[Effect 2: Awakening the Mind. When the sanctuary lord wears this ring, it can awaken those who have been deceived or brainwashed from their confusion, restoring their reason and clarity.]

Upon seeing these two effects, Wayne was overjoyed.

The ring's power even exceeded his previous expectations.

Since the previous Messiah bronze and silver coins were related to the Bronze Sanctuary, Wayne assumed that this Messiah ring would also be used to better control the Bronze Sanctuary.

I never expected it could be used directly to unleash abilities!

Needless to say, the blessing ability, when used in conjunction with the "bond" ability, can mass-produce elite warriors in a short period of time.

What truly captivated Wayne was that "divine" ability.

If we ever have to fight against other religions or sects, this thing will be incredibly useful.

Just imagine, if you casually touch someone, their fanatics will immediately "wake up" and abandon everything they once believed in.

This is a huge blow to the other side.

Wayne fiddled with the ring in his hand, looking at the ancient cross-shaped indentation on it, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

This thing obviously couldn't have been worn by the first Messiah.

It is estimated to be a relic of Hong Xiuquan, the Heavenly King of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

I wonder if Dylan's antique shop has anything similar?

I must go and check it carefully another day.

Moreover, this ring has another advantage: its wide, saddle-shaped face with only a cross on it allows devotees to kiss the ring directly when they kiss their hands.

This avoids the embarrassment of getting a bunch of saliva on the back of your hand.

Wayne was studying the auction proceeding on stage.

However, without Wayne as a "sucker," these ordinary items naturally didn't fetch any prices.

This kind of charity auction is just a disguised form of fundraising.

Those items usually sell for two or three hundred US dollars, at most eight hundred or a thousand US dollars.

To everyone present, it only highlighted how worthless the ring Wayne had bid on was.

Soon, the auction was coming to an end, and another tray was brought out.

This time, what was taken out of the tray was a tattered piece of cloth full of holes.

The cloth was originally red, but it has faded and has some Chinese characters written on it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the final item in this charity auction: a flag from a cult in the East!"

Wayne frowned, and instantly saw the Chinese characters on it.

The Righteous and Harmonious Church.

This is the flag of the Boxers!

You have discovered a blood-stained banner, a historical relic, which is linked to the remains of a saint.

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