The Ancient Sage, descending from the vast and mysterious starry sky, reconstructed the celestial phenomena and landforms of this world, making it more suitable for ordinary creatures.

Later, the lizardmen, elves, dwarves, humans and other major order races were created or transformed by the ancient saints, and gradually multiplied, so in a sense, they are the creators of this world, equivalent to god-like powerful existences.

It's just that because of the devastating explosion 10,000 years ago, all the ancient saints have disappeared, and life and death are unknown, and since then, except for the earliest ancient saint creator demon toad, who has led the lizardmen to reverently wait for their return, the other races have gradually forgotten this memory over the long years, and developed into their own new beliefs and gods of their own race.

To this day, these races basically no longer mention the ancient saints, this strange and distant name, the splendor and splendor they once created, and then buried deep in the long river of history, and when they are occasionally talked about, most of them are only related to the ancient saint slate.

Some people say that they represent the supreme power, some say that they symbolize the truth of all things in the world, some say that you can see the past and the future from above, and some people say that this is a ladder on the road to the gods, but no matter what the truth is, it is certain that these stone tablets are the only inheritance left in the world after the disappearance of the ancient saints, and they are rare treasures that cannot be measured by any money.

But today this truth seems to be about to be broken, and the last lot turned out to be an ancient holy slate?

If it's true, it's super big news.

Driven by interests, in recent years, more and more fleets have ventured to the continent of Luschia, and coastal colonies have sprung up like mushrooms, so the lizardmen and the city of temples living in this treacherous rainforest are also known to more people, and from time to time there will be news that expeditions have found a large number of treasures in the ruins of a temple, but the news about the ancient holy stone tablets is still rare, because the known stone tablets are kept in the deepest part of the lizardman temple, as the most precious sacred relics. Ordinary people can't see it at all, let alone flow into the market like today, which is definitely the first time in the world.

So it's no wonder that when the halfling council chief said the last four words, almost everyone in the audience fell into madness and disbelief.

There were also many people who doubted, after all, the ancient holy stone tablet was too important to the lizardmen, but the doubters were quickly slapped in the face on the spot, and a square, fully enclosed crystal box was pushed onto the stage by Goblin Lentil, followed by a team of soldiers who exuded a fierce aura, including Vader, the ogre, and Halbert, the halfling.

They are the most elite gatekeepers of the "Three Towers Ruins", and in order to ensure the safety of the slate, the president of the council, who is the boss behind the "Champs-Elysees", does not hesitate to dispatch the most powerful force in his hands to prevent anyone from having bad intentions.

The transparent box that was pushed up was surrounded by a magic circle with a glittering silver light, and the legal professionals in the audience could immediately feel the magic fluctuations coming from it, as surging as the sea, and as tranquil as the sea, it was obvious that this was a very high-level sealing circle, specially used to suppress magic items.

Inside the box, there is a stone slab suspended in mid-air, which looks ordinary, no different from the kind of board that can be seen everywhere on the street, but with the blessing of the word ancient saint, no matter how you look at it, it is full of sacredness.

"Before the auction officially begins, I would like to remind you that at present, this ancient holy stone tablet has been sealed by a magic circle imposed by a supreme mage, cutting off all contact with the outside world, but please be aware that if you rashly unravel the magic circle without any preparation, it will lead to disastrous consequences, so please do what you can if you are interested in bidding, and be sure to be prepared before opening the seal."

The halfling's calm voice was like a basin of ice water pouring head-on, cooling the hot hall a little, and some experienced viewers also remembered the rumors they had heard before, and finally regained some senses.

No matter how wonderful something is, it is not supported by enough strength, it is just a pavilion built in mid-air, a mirage in the desert, meaningless.

Of course, it was the parliamentarians and bigwigs who stood at the front of the crowd who really made them give up this unrealistic assumption, and they were the real protagonists of the next auction.

Before the auction began, these powerful men were privileged to observe the ancient sacred stone tablets up close, and one by one they stepped forward and gathered in front of the crystal to look at the obscure but mysterious patterns on the surface of the stone slabs, and they only had to look at them to know the authenticity of the stone tablets.

It is a peculiar perception that is different from anything else that is known, and it cannot be described in words, the only certainty is that nothing else can imitate it.

But at the same time that these most powerful VIPs who competed for the slate stepped forward to watch, in the corner of the crowd, Brienne fell into a contradictory struggle.

Unlike everyone else present, when the Halfling Council President said those four words, her first reaction was not excitement or excitement, but to leave, to leave the auction house, to leave the ruins of the Three Towers, to leave this forest, to go as far as possible, as quickly as possible.

In her eyes, the ancient holy slate is not a holy object that symbolizes the power of the gods, but a nuclear bomb that can destroy the entire black market in an instant.

The cold-blooded people of "Lustria" have proved with bloody facts and countless lives that they will never allow the great ancient holy relics to fall into the hands of others.

But she doesn't know how this slate came to the empire, maybe there is some mysterious conspiracy involved, but the only thing she can be sure of is that if this slate is real, then this is a self-interested guy who is definitely killing himself, and as for when this nuclear bomb will explode, it is only a matter of time.

This is also where she struggles in her heart, it stands to reason that when the halfling old man on the stage said those four words, he should have left without looking back, but when the slate was withdrawn, the system rang, and a new task was released that even he was reluctant to refuse.

It's like putting a delicious piece of cake on top of a nuclear bomb, maybe you can get it in your hands, but no one can guarantee that the nuclear bomb won't suddenly explode when she does it.

PS: Working overtime today ~ A new chapter.