Main Text Volume Chapter 267 Alchemy Master?

8ooo magic crystal? !

Almost all the wizards present frowned. They could live smoothly in the world of cannibalism. Naturally, they could not just follow the crowd and have their own opinions on everything.

This music box is indeed very interesting. But looking at its value, is it really worth 8,000 magic crystals? Maybe for those who like it, this might be possible.

But at least their answer is absolutely no.

Even if they have spare money, they are willing to buy this music box. The valuation will not exceed 3,000 magic crystals. For formal wizards, this thing can only be used as a collection or for chatting with others at gatherings. Apart from that, what other uses does it have?

Could it be that, as Flora said, there was something in the illusion that they didn't know about?

Even if there is, with the calmness and self-possession of a wizard, he will not make impulse purchases like ordinary people without understanding.

Therefore, 8,000 magic crystals are really too high.

Even Angel was a little lucky. Fortunately, it was not him who sent the photo, and no one knew that he had refined this thing. Otherwise, it would be like lifting people to the altar and then falling down. But Promi didn't think so much. He was just sighing. At first, he thought he was sure to get 1,000 magic crystals, but he didn't expect that now it has soared to 8,000 magic crystals, and it may continue to rise again. This is incredible!

"Who is No. 19? Why did you bid so quietly?" Rather than discussing whether the 8,000 magic crystals are worth it, the onlookers actually want to know who is the person who is willing to spend 8,000 magic crystals to buy the music box?

Even Lidya was choked up: "Friends on the 19th, can you speak up and talk about it?"

After a while, there was no response.

A trace of gloom flashed across Lidya's face: "Are you deliberately going against me?"

Still no one responded.

At this time, Twilight looked backstage and sent a message to a man in black robe: "Do you know who No. 19 is?"

At the beginning of the auction, there was no one in the box where No. 19 was located. Twilight guessed that he came in during the auction.

After a while, a name came to Twilight's ears. Her eyes opened suddenly, and then she lowered her head slightly. She originally wanted to help Lidya, but she didn't expect that No. 19 turned out to be that adult! She didn't even dare to say anything in front of that adult, let alone help him!

However, thinking about the illusory nature of the music box and thinking about the identity of the person, Twilight understood why he made the bid.

Now that she knew the identity of that person, Twilight naturally preferred No. 19. While Lydia was waiting for No. 19's reply, Twilight's voice spread throughout the court:

"1 magic crystal, first time."

"8ooo magic crystal for the second time."

Twilight didn't ask what Lydia meant at all, but wanted to make the final decision quickly.

But just when she read "the third time", Lydia said coldly: "8100 magic crystal." After saying that, she looked at the box where No. 35 was: "Flora, do you still want to fight with me? "

Flora's charming laughter reappeared: "If sister likes it, just give it to sister."

Lidya looked at the box where No. 19 was sitting: "Do you still want No. 19? If you want it, I can give it to you."

8100 magic crystals are already expensive for most official wizards.

No. 19 still didn’t answer and remained silent for a while. The numbers on the screen in front of Twilight stopped jumping. After three confirmations, Twilight announced: "Lot No. 100, 6 in the Cloud, belongs to Lord Honglian."

After saying that, Twilight smiled and congratulated Lydia. Not only did she stop Lydia from mocking Twilight Auction, but the music box also sold for an almost sky-high amount. Twilight, who was usually indifferent, couldn't help but laugh. out.

Then Twilight prepared to call for the 1o1 lot. But at this time, Lidya suddenly said: "Don't be busy yet."

"Your Excellency Honglian?" Twilight asked doubtfully.

"I just want to know one question, who is the owner of this music box? I love this music very much, and I want to find the owner to know the inside story of the music." Lydia said slowly.

"Lord Honglian, this is against the rules." Twilight's face turned cold.

Lydia's question not only made Twilight's face darken, but also everyone in the arena was stunned.

Even Flora raised her eyebrows and sighed secretly. She was indeed the lawless red lotus in the fire. I really want to know this kind of question. Discuss it with Twilight Auction in private. Others may not sell you face. But she asked directly during the auction. No matter how shameless Twilight was, she couldn't tear off the hypocritical mask on the spot.

In the last row of the infield, Daisy's face suddenly turned pale.

"Is it against the regulations?" Lydia smiled: "That's right. Let me change the question. The alchemist who refined the 6 in the Cloud can always tell me, right?"

Lydia's concession made Twilight's face brighten a little, but the next question was still a bit difficult for her to answer: "Your Excellency Honglian, please don't embarrass me again."

"Can't you even tell the refiner?" Lydia suddenly laughed: "It seems that the only people you want to protect your rights are the sellers, not the buyers."

Twilight suppressed the unknown fire in her heart, "We can help you inquire privately, but whether the other party is willing to tell us or not is beyond our control."

"Okay, let's do it." Lydia smiled, but no one knew what her always lawless laughter meant.

Ignoring this issue for the time being, Twilight continued to start the auction.

Lydia said she wanted to find the refiner of the music box, and David looked at Angel with worry. But Angel didn't care much. Anyway, he wasn't the one who sent the item, so what did he have to worry about?

In the next auction, Angel bought another item, called: the heart of black sparse stone.

As mentioned before, Angel wanted to refine space equipment and lacked three auxiliary materials. One of them was the heart of white sparse stone, which was like weeds in the wizard world in the vacuum plane, and could be picked up at will. But Angel didn't buy it at the wizard market.

He originally planned to let Prome take him to see the alchemy shop for wizards tomorrow, but what he didn't expect was that he would see better materials at the auction!

The heart of white sparse stone is the most common auxiliary material in making space equipment because of its large quantity and easy availability. But because it is too common, there are no other alternative materials.

The heart of black sparse stone is not a substitute material either. It is a process of transformation of white dense stone after tens of thousands of years, from white to gray, and then from gray to black. Gray dense stone has no effect, but black dense stone has all the effects of white dense stone, and it can also be used as a catalyst when refining space props, directly making the space structure play the maximum effect when it succeeds.

In other words, the amount of main materials originally prepared can refine a maximum of 5 cubic meters of space. But 5 cubic meters is just the limit, not the average. Generally speaking, it is a blessing to be able to refine 3 cubic meters.

But the stone heart of black dense stone can make the space structure play the maximum effect, and it must be able to refine the limit!

So how could Angel not be happy.

Although it cost 1300 magic crystals to take the picture, Angel also felt it was worth it.

In contrast to Angel's joy, Prometheus's expression became more and more melancholy as the items came up one by one.

It has reached the 158th item, but there is no alchemical weapon used to deal with the undead, let alone long-range weapons, not even close weapons.

Angel originally wanted to comfort Prome and revealed some of his intentions to try to depict the "Prelude to Extinction". But before he could speak, he was stunned by the next item.

"The next item is the horn of the nightmare of the abyss." Twilight said lightly: "It is obtained from the third layer of the abyss plane. You should know its function. I will not elaborate on it. The starting price is 6000 magic crystals, and each bid must not be less than 1000 magic crystals."

The starting price and the additional price indicate the scope of application of this item - wizard level.

After Twilight finished speaking, no one bid in the backstage for a long time.

Twilight also foresaw this situation. The "horn of the nightmare of the abyss" is indeed very precious. But this is an alchemical material, and almost no one can use it except the alchemist master.

A true alchemist master must at least be able to refine high-level items. It is not like Prome who is flattered as a "master", but in fact his real level is just barely reaching the intermediate alchemist apprentice.

If it were placed in the Sky Mechanical City, it could be sold for tens of thousands of magic crystals.

Twilight sighed: But this is the Alchemical Wasteland... If the "Horn of the Abyss Nightmare" is a mysterious material, it can be sold at a sky-high price even in the wasteland, but it has not yet entered the mysterious realm. It is in an extremely awkward position, and it is normal that it cannot be sold.

Twilight waited for another minute, and seeing that no one bid, she couldn't help but shook her head secretly.

The people sitting in the audience also understood the reason. If they have not reached the level of Alchemy Master, why take this material? As a decoration?

For this reason, Twilight would not feel embarrassed when she saw no one bidding on the stage.

Twilight was already preparing the auction items in the backstage of the voice transmission, but at this moment, she saw a slight change on the screen in front of her. Behind the reserve price of 6000 magic crystals, there was an extra number.

She seemed to be keeping her troops still, but she was shocked in her heart: "Is there really an Alchemy Master sitting below?"

You know, even in the Sky Mechanical City, Alchemy Masters are extremely scarce, at most a handful.

Regardless of whether the other party is an alchemist or not, we will check it later. As for now... Twilight put away his indifferent expression and smiled slightly: "Buyer No. 187 bids 6000 magic crystals. If no one bids again, it will enter the countdown."

Someone bid for "Horn of Abyssal Nightmare"? No. 187? ! A faint light flashed in the eyes of many wizards, and they instantly recalled every item that No. 187 bid for... Gaseous materials, dark gold gargoyle tongue coating blood, chaos drum animal skin paper... Until now, the horn of the abyss nightmare, all are alchemy-related items!

So, No. 187 must be an alchemist, or he at least knows an alchemist.

Now that he bids for the horn of the abyss nightmare, can it be inferred that No. 187 himself, or someone he knows, has an alchemist master?

What an alchemist master means is self-evident.

Although everyone's expression did not change, under the surface, undercurrents were quietly surging.