After rebirth, one gold coin bought the Elf Princess

Could it be that he was wrong?

Is he suffering from paranoia, speculating out of thin air that "there are always evil people who want to harm me"?

Roland's confusion was instantly dispelled, and his eyes became firm again.

He was willing to believe that the Dragon God would take away all the children, but He could not represent all gods.

Even the merciful Dragon God would only take away the super-class dragons. He didn't know the other dragons, dragon men, and sub-dragons at all.

In the eyes of gods, ordinary people are nothing but ants.

Roland certainly didn't want to go ashore alone.

He also has to bring his relatives and friends with him, otherwise the billions of years in the new era will be so lonely.

He doesn't want the 10 billion subsidies given by others, he wants to give it himself.

What's more, this is the god of the dragon clan and has nothing to do with humans.

Based on Roland's understanding of humans, he simply didn't believe that human gods would care about all living beings.

I will take care of the mortal world that the gods have abandoned!

The fleeting hesitation disappeared in an instant, and Roland did not continue the topic. Instead, he whispered, "The auction has begun."

Valenie knew that Roland didn't want to discuss this, so she said no more.

The super-class dragon is the treasure of the tribe. As the fifth super-class dragon to appear in this plane, Roland's importance is self-evident.

Especially after Roland retrieved all the scattered bodies, his bloodline was complete, and his potential was no less than hers with the purest bloodline.

In terms of comprehensive capabilities, the Holy Dragon is indeed superior to the Abyss Dragon.

If we only talk about combat effectiveness, it is not necessarily stronger.

Roland's appearance gave her more confidence in protecting her tribe.

The auction officially began. The well-dressed host walked onto the stage, raised his hands high, and announced to everyone that the auction had officially begun.

The routine exaggerated introduction aroused the nerves of the participants, and the first auction item was also put on the table.

The lot that Roland was interested in was the sixth one.

He was not interested in ordinary weapons and armor, he could forge them himself.

Only magic props like the Tears of Concentration, which have special craftsmanship and unique functions, can attract his attention.

The auction went very quickly.

After photographing five items, the host announced a break.

As the whistle sounded, Asian girls dressed in hot clothes came in and performed the bunny dance.

Demi-human girls are common, and so is the rabbit dance.

But these sub-human girls are actually sub-human female wolves, and their appearance features are obviously wolf-like.

Seeing the beautiful girl with furry wolf ears dancing the rabbit dance, Roland could only silently pick a 6.

To be fair, the Rock Chamber of Commerce does have some skills in marketing.

The beautiful girl with wolf ears dancing the rabbit dance is indeed a talented choreographer.

The huge contrast made the audience really cheer, and they could even ignore the not-so-short pause.

During the pause, an executive came in and whispered something in the host's ear, causing the host's face to turn slightly pale.

He seemed to be explaining something to the executives, but was soon rudely interrupted.

The other bidders did not notice this detail, only Roland knew the inside story.

Apparently, the unfortunate auctioneer had no prior knowledge that Dragon Wing was missing.

When the executives came on stage and told him that the auction had to go on, he must have been confused.

He must cooperate with the supporters in the audience to control the situation perfectly.

If someone really outbids, the end result will be a disaster.

He has affected the reputation of the Locke Chamber of Commerce, and even if he had ten heads, it would not be enough to compensate for it.

After a short entertainment show, the auction entered the next stage.

Roland was lucky. He only spent 270,000 gold coins to get the Tears of Concentration.

After the auction was completed, he was not interested in the other items and just wanted to see what happened to the last dragon wing.

He called the waiter and ordered two cups of coffee and a plate of dessert. Roland crossed his legs and hummed a song while watching the show on the stage.

He was very curious about how the Locke Chamber of Commerce would respond.

The answer was quickly revealed.

A pair of brand new dragon wings were put on the auction table.

"This is a pair of dragon wings. The starting price is ten standard sixth-tier magic item embryos."

As we all know, the purchasing power of gold coins is limited to purchasing regular items, and high-level magic equipment is too valuable to be bought and sold directly with gold coins.

In the trade of high-level magic items, a new equivalent is needed.

Magic item embryos are such high-level equivalents. They are alchemical products that can only be created by the best alchemists and magicians.

Magic item embryos can be used to create various magic items. The more powerful the magic item, the more embryos it consumes.

Ten embryos are valuable, but they are far from the value of dragon wings.

Roland stared at the booth on the stage, his eyes full of surprise.

Valenie even stood up.

"How come there is a second pair of wings of the Abyss Dragon?"

Her face changed slightly and she could hardly believe her eyes.

Roland clapped his hands and said with a smile: "You know, the real dragon wings have been fused by me, unless there is a second abyss dragon."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Valenie shook her head vigorously and said in a deep voice, "Abyss dragons cannot be produced through reproduction, but only through mutation. They are extremely exclusive. As long as there is one abyss dragon in the same material plane, there will never be a second one."

"Thank you for the advice. If that's the case, this is very problematic for Dragon Wing."

While the host was shouting at the top of his lungs to arouse the bidders' emotions, Roland rang the bell on the table to let the waiter in.

"Sir, how can I help you?"

"I want to be in on the final lot, this is the deposit."

Roland took out two sixth-level magic item embryos and handed them to the waiter.

Of course you can decide to participate in the final auction at the last minute. As long as the money is in place, everything is fine.

The marketing strategy of the Dream Auction is to motivate the bidders by stimulating the atmosphere on site.

Since there is a "sucker" like Roland, the merchant will naturally not refuse.

The waiter happily took Roland's deposit to the backstage to handle the formalities.

After learning that someone had added to the bid and even offered double the deposit, the executive who had just come over to deliver the message had a complicated expression on his face.

It is a good thing if someone adds a bid. As long as the auctioneer can control the situation and mobilize emotions well, it is possible to create a very high transaction price.

This is a good thing!

If Dragon Wing hadn’t been stolen.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world, only results.

Long Yi is missing, but someone is willing to bid for it at any cost.

Is this a coincidence or intentional?

The executive asked solemnly, "Who is the bidder?"

"Master, this..."

Seeing that the waiter was still insisting on the rigid rule of "not leaking guest information", the supervisor slapped him without hesitation to wake him up.

"Sir, it's Earl Lanluo."

The supervisor's brow furrowed.

Count Lanluo? I seem to have heard of him. He should be a small count in a vassal state of the Gracia Empire. He likes pleasure and is very obsessed with collecting.

If it's this guy, it's indeed a bit troublesome.

The supervisor did not hesitate and immediately found the auctioneer and asked him to hold back and not add fuel to the fire.

The auctioneer felt aggrieved; it was the first time he had encountered a situation where he had to control the pace and lower the transaction price.

His professional ethics and the high bonus promised by his supervisor made his grievances retreat a little, and he was replaced by the spirit of working hard to complete the task.

He presided over the auction in a nonchalant manner.

"Fifteen sixth-level embryos!"

"Eighteen!"

"Twenty!"

......

The price was rising in an orderly manner, gradually breaking through the fifty embryo mark.

At this time, there were fewer and fewer bidders on the field.

Dragon wings are nice but not practical.

There is a huge difference in the body structure between humans and dragons. The biggest use of dragon wings is to make various magical equipment.

However the quality of dragon wings varies greatly.

Although they are all giant dragons, there is a distinction between lower and higher levels.

If it were the wings of a green dragon, the current price would already be a loss.

There are people who do business that will get them killed, but no one wants to do business that will lose money.

Since the auction price is likely to exceed the original price, there are naturally very few bidders.

"Fifty first times!"

"Fifty pieces for the second time!"

A smile appeared on the corner of the auctioneer's mouth. He could finally be relieved.

As long as the third bid is called out and the hammer falls, the matter is over...

?

Of course not. If an accident can be predicted, it is not an accident.

Roland slowly called out the bid.

"Fifty-five."

The whole audience was stunned, and many bidders were looking around for the big enemy.

Sadly, they couldn't find it.

The VIP room has a special glass barrier, the VIPs inside can see outside, but from outside the room it looks like a mirror inside.

Roland's bid was certainly not out of a competitive spirit, but because he thought of a quasi-artifact.

The box of disguise.

This box itself has strong combat attributes, but its greater function is camouflage.

You can use it to pretend to be something you have seen before.

Even if it's just for this prop, you have to bid.

As Roland started to bid, the agent who had been prepared in advance could not help but continue to raise the price, and directly raised the price to seventy embryos.

Roland frowned. He could only guess that the so-called dragon wings were disguised boxes.

If he guessed wrong or the other party had a better way, the price would have been a loss.