"Depressed!"

Looking at Mo Shaojun and them rising to level 50, seeing Mo Shaojun and them change into level 50 equipment, and then looking at their level, Huang Quan was very depressed.

The racial honor is not enough, even if it is all used up, it can only be promoted to level 49, and it is still 300,000 racial honors away from level 50.

Reaching level 50 before Clan Championship starts is obviously impossible.

Thinking of the few pieces of top-grade level 50 equipment in the warehouse, Huang Quan was even more depressed.

But there are people who are more depressed than Huang Quan.

Modo stood on the crowded street, looking up to the sky and sighing.

"Profiteers!"

Modo is not a passerby, since he became a redeemer, he is destined to make a name for himself in the world of "War", because the redeemer has a very strong exclusive skill - Cihang Pudu!

Cihang Pudu: God-level skills; This skill is exclusive to the Hidden Class Redeemer; The target of this skill is limited to the player, after casting this skill, it can overshoot all hostile dead units within 100 meters, force them to release their souls, resurrect all allied units within 100 meters, and restore 40% of their health, limited to 4 times per day; 2nd Tier Effect - Buddha's Light Blessing (Rare Effect): Players who are resurrected by Cihang Pudu will have the Buddha's Light Blessing status for 10 seconds, reducing all damage taken by 40%. Casting this skill costs 1 energy. The current skill level is 4, and it takes 8100 skill proficiency points to upgrade to the next level.

Mass resurrection!

This Cihang Pudu is a group resurrection skill!

Not just resurrection, but transcendence.

There is no doubt that this Cihang Pudu is the nemesis of the resurrection stream, and as soon as the skill comes out, whether you want it or not, you will be forced to release your soul, and you can only return to the city to resurrect.

"I'm going to form my own faction!"

"I want the whole world of Flames of War to tremble under the resurrection stream of my Modo!"

Very overbearing declaration.

Because there are very domineering skills.

It's really overbearing.,You can only play the resurrection stream by yourself.,The enemy is all overkill.,It's forbidden to resurrect.。

Therefore, since he became a redeemer, Modo has been in a state of great excitement, especially when there is an expensive treasure in his backpack, which makes him extremely excited.

But.

After the excitement, Modo was depressed.

I want to raise the level of Cihang Pudu as soon as possible, because, every time I raise one level, I can use it more times a day, and every time I raise one level, the amount of healing for resurrection will increase by 10%, and when I reach the full level, I can resurrect with full blood, and I can resurrect ten times, thinking of this, Modo is excited.

However, the cruel reality has intervened sideways and stopped Modo's ambitions.

No money!

It is very expensive to brush up on skill proficiency, and the four-fold practice room of the wise man has been hyped up to a sky-high price, which makes Modo, who has not even worn all the equipment, feel desperate.

Fortunately, there is also an expensive treasure in the backpack, if it can be sold, whether it is changing equipment or practicing skills, there will be money.

Thereupon.

Modo found the merchant and wanted to sell the treasure in his hand.

"Ten million, up to ten million, sell or not!"

Looking at the treacherous businessman, Modo glared angrily.

"Look at it, this is a legendary grade, and you only give 10 million?"

The merchant glanced at Modo with slanted eyes, and said with disdain: "Yes, it's legendary, but it's just a one-time prop, it's worthless, besides, this thing is worthless now, if you want to sell it at a high price, you have to wait for dozens of days, I just plan to collect the investment, sell it or not, don't sell it don't delay my time!" ”

That's angry.

If it weren't for the security zone, Modo would definitely have directly overtaken the small businessman in front of him.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled this guy into the blacklist, turned around, and Modo went to look for other merchants.

Outcome.

"Nima, they're all profiteers!"

I found more than a dozen businessmen, but no one was willing to buy them at a high price, and the highest one was only 15 million, which almost didn't make Modo angry.

It's clear what this stuff is worth.

If it is placed in dozens of days, it is possible that this thing will be sold for hundreds of millions.

It's a pity that it was dozens of days later.

Now.

Modo doesn't ask for more, just wants to be able to sell for 100 million is enough.

However, it could not be sold.

"To sell or not to sell?"

Modo is entangled.

I sold it at a low price and felt that it hurt my flesh.

Don't sell it, there are really no gold coins on your body, and the poor are about to be pants.

"Find a few more merchants to see, it's really not good, so sell it."

Wandering around the main square, Modo continued to bargain with the profiteers.

"Huh? How did you forget about this! ”

When his eyes swept over a large shop, Modo suddenly had an idea.

"Send a shot! Such a good thing can definitely be sold! ”

Turn around.

Modo rushed into a large shop, turned on the auction function, and hung up the treasure.

"Well, the starting price is 30 million, a fixed price, 100 million, well, the time is only two hours!"

Moduo, who was in urgent need of money, couldn't wait long, so he simply set the consignment time at two hours.

After hanging up, Modo stood in the shop, waiting for the buyer to come to the door.

One minute.

Ten minutes.

Half-hour.

Time was dwindling by the minute, and Modo's patience was worn out little by little.

"No, why doesn't anyone want it?"

I thought that 30 million was already very low, but no one cared about it, and Modo's heart was cold.

But just when Modo was extremely disappointed, the system announcement suddenly sounded, and the Clan Championship began.

"Clan Battle? it! Corps! ”

"Huh? 10 million to form a legion? Ahhh ”

Lose your marbles!

Modo, who wanted to make a name for himself, looked at the threshold of 10 million gold coins and jumped to his feet angrily.

"Off the shelves!"

After turning on the consignment function, Modo wanted to remove this treasure from the shelves, planning to sell it to the profiteer who gave the price of fifteen million, and planned to form his own army first.

"If you lose, you will lose, as long as the legion is established and I have Cihang Pudu, I will definitely be able to make a name for myself, and when the time comes, there will be no shortage of gold coins!"

It's a wise choice.

But.

Even if it's a sacrifice, it costs a lot.

"Sorry, the time limit for consignment has not yet arrived, and if you want to remove the goods from the shelves, you need to pay 10% transaction tax, and your balance is insufficient to be taken off the shelves!"

I rub!

Modo was dumbfounded.

After taking a closer look, he found that because he had a fixed price of 100 million gold coins, if he wanted to take it off the shelves, he needed to pay 10 million transaction taxes.

"Bastard, I don't have to take it off the shelves if I have 10 million, okay!"

Looking at the money bag with only a few hundred thousand gold coins, Modo cried.

Waiting for the time limit to end?

I can't afford to wait, the time to form the legion is only one hour, but the consignment time limit is still 61 minutes, which is one minute more, but it makes Modo completely desperate.

"It's over, my legion!"

"It's over, my fame!"

"Woo woo, why am I so miserable?"

When Huang Quan walked into the shop, he saw the scene in front of him, a burly man, crying a sad heart, just like a child who was robbed of a lollipop.