Chapter 390 – Big Guild Masters (1/2)

The announcement of an auction on the Holy Spirit Island where Fatty put up several pieces of equipment caused an uproar.

There was no need to say anything about the Celestial ones, the most striking was the Doomsday Ice Staff. Many came here just to witness for themselves the flair of this Divine artifact.

Clapping his hands, Fatty began the auction. The first item to be introduced was the low-rank Celestial Remiges Boots.

Remiges Boots

Low-rank Celestial equipment

Level Requirement: 60

Defense: 100

STR +30

DEX +35

Active – Soar: Fly freely in the air using the wearer’s mana. Duration: 10 minutes. Cooldown: 20 minutes.

Active – Illusion: Create 3 illusions, each having half the Attack stat of the original. Duration: 1 minute. Cooldown: 10 minutes.

Class Requirement: Mage, Archer, Rogue

This equipment was very practical and had decent stats to boot. Weren’t for the fact that Fatty already had the Elemental Equipment Set, he wouldn’t have auctioned it.

“The starting bid is 10 million gold coins. Everyone can start.” Fatty clapped his hands, signaling the crowd to start bidding.

There was a brief silence before fierce competition broke out.

Everyone knew the highlight of the show was the last artifact, the Doomsday Ice Staff, but every piece of Celestial was already extremely rare, no one was willing to give them up.

Competition got increasingly fierce as the price of the Remiges Boots climbed up to 36 million gold coins, a number that could never have been achieved before.

One reason was that the game had been going for such a long time now and players had spare money in their pockets. Another was that, now that the Demon grand army was coming, a good piece of equipment would increase their chances of survival in future battles.

“50 million gold coins, anyone else wants to bid? 50 million gold coins, going once, going twice, sold!” Fatty clapped his hands, and someone immediately led the winner over. Money for the item, the transaction was done immediately on-site.

Those who could participate in the bidding were masters of the major guilds. No one would care about this meager amount of money. The player took the Remiges Boots and switched into them on the spot before their eyes immediately fixed on the next item to be auctioned.

Next was the Bow of Malediction. Golden Scale TheMighty had been waiting for this. As soon as Fatty just called out the starting price of 10 million gold coins, the guy instantly raised it to 50 million and won it as expected.

The rest of the low-rank Celestial items were quickly auctioned off, and it was time for the high-rank Celestial Shield of Pride.

The Shield of Pride’s stats were perverse, making it a favorite for anyone who could use shields, such as Warriors and Knights. They wouldn’t exchange it even for the Doomsday Ice Staff.

“High-rank Celestial Shield of Pride, everyone can see its information. Auction begins, the starting bid is 50 million gold coins,” announced Fatty.

The final price of the previous low-rank Celestial equipment was only 50 million gold coins. The starting price of this Shield of Pride being 50 million simply showed how valuable it was. Hearing the price, more than half of the players lapsed into silence, but soon many started bidding.

“60 million gold coins.”

“61 million gold coins.”

“Stop wasting time, 70 million gold coins.”

……

Back and forth and back again, although everyone kept gold coins in reserve for the Doomsday Ice Staff at the end of the auction, no player who was qualified to equip the Shield of Pride could hold themselves back.

“One hundred million.” Storm City Lord SaintPetertheGreat who had been silent up until now suddenly made his first bid and pushed it to the climax.

“City Lord?” Some of his subordinates grew anxious. They had only come here for the Doomsday Ice Staff.

“No need to say, I know.” SaintPetertheGreat waved his hand. “In the future, Celestial will be mainstream, and only Divine artifacts will still be rare. However, this Shield of Pride is of great use to me right now. In my hands, it won’t be any less powerful than that Divine artifact.”

Hearing this, SaintPetertheGreat’s subordinates no longer said anything. SaintPetertheGreat looked at the Shield of Pride with an enigmatic smile on his face.

“100 million and one gold coins.” Someone increased the bid. Everyone looked over to see a guild master of a European country. Receiving the gazes of the crowd, this person returned with a slight smile.

“My friend, please add at least one million gold coins each time. We are all people with status here. Don't make a scene when you may not win the item in the end,” Fatty quickly said.

“There was no such rule just now,” this guild master retorted.

“I said it, so there is now,” Fatty said coldly. “If you are dissatisfied, feel free to leave. Don’t disturb others from bidding.”

“You!” The guild master stood up and pointed at Fatty as if wanting to say something, his face green one second and red in the next. In the end, he slowly sat down. “101 million gold coins.”

“What a pity. If he kept making a ruckus, we’d have a reason to arrest him.” Reck sighed. Next to him, Lucas also wore an expression of regret. HeadofGod and the others remained silent, quietly turning their heads away.