Grant sat in the room, compiling a list of some miscellaneous items and materials that needed to be collected, intending to buy them by the way when he bought the Golden Rune Formation Recipe. He carefully calculated that there were seven or eight hundred materials, but fortunately, it was not a hassle and precious, and it didn't add up to many magic stones.

"Alright, now go buy the Golden Rune Formation. It's a pity that the market is the most common and basic, but fortunately, it is stronger than the silver rune array, and sometimes I will get some good ones. Grant muttered, stood up, pushed away the high-backed chair behind him, and walked outside the window.

Under the transparent window, you can see several majestic magical ships floating in the sky in the distance, covered in pale blue, the masts on the deck and the connected white cloth are slightly raised, and in the sunlight, the surface glows with a faint white light.

Grant looked down at the mage on the street, walking on the road, hurrying around with his own business. The cost of accommodation in the Cape of the Jewel Sea is not particularly high, but in the long run, it is still a huge expense, plus other things, so that the mages can earn enough money on the premise of learning and advancing their strength.

Grant stepped forward slightly, snorted, and stepped over with one foot, stomping into the air.

Immediately afterward, Grant jumped off and floated in mid-air to the concentration area of the human mage. The golden rune array is sold by humans, and the remaining magic weapons and resources must be sold before going, otherwise there will be no money to buy them. Grant felt that a few rings on his hand were enough, especially since the combined wealth of the two purple-robed mages was even richer than the previous nine black-robed mages.

Rushing......

Grant stretched out his hands and glided forward, the sound of whirring wind in his ears. There is also some fishy and salty seafood.

"It's time to hurry." Grant squinted, recalling the direction he had found in the Cape of the Gem Exchange. "After a while, I will recall to the right. Thousands of meters of undulating shops, a stone hall is the exchange house.

The exchange line is to convert various resources into magic stones, starfish stones, etc. In order to earn the difference between various resources and prices, the overall is similar to the grocery store, but it is much more advanced.

Grant soon fell from the sky into a long street, the gray pavement formed by round blocks of stone and seaweed.

To the left, he looked at a large hall of pale blue stone, supported by five gray, upright stone pillars in front of the door. In front of the door there is a large green ribbon of dark green flowers organized by the green flower band.

There is a row of gray and white stone steps in the middle, and one by one leads to the door of the stone pillar, and a line of mages in black or white robes enter and exit. The hood that each mage wore was tightly covered. Only the wide robes could be seen.

"This is it." Grant first exchanged these resources for money, and then went to exchange them for the Golden Rune Formation.

Grant took a few steps forward, and there were two black-robed mages with him, with fair skin and a high nose bridge, and it could be seen from the eyebrows and hair color that they were not human mages of pure blood, but perhaps mages of other bloodlines or special bloodlines.

Grant walked forward in silence until a flat clearing in front of the stone steps was paved with a layer of limestone slabs. Very smooth and reflective.

The thick stone door opened wide in front of you, and you could see the wide hall inside, and a crystal lamp with dense candles hanging in the sky.

There are rows of black cabinets on either side, and some are seated in black suits. A high-class goblin in a tie. The goblins were half the height of the average human mage, and their skin was hairless and smooth like satin. The two triangular pointed ears droop.

They have large eyes and an ability to sense malice. It is for this reason that their salaries in the mage world are quite high.

At the front of the cabinet, there are huge bronze mirrors. Inside, a gray white fog appeared, like clouds tumbling thousands of miles in the sky. Some mages walked in and brushed it, and their entire bodies seemed to be sucked in by a whirlpool, and suddenly disappeared.

Grant knew that the bronze mirror was attached to a separate room, guaranteeing safety and privacy between each mage. You must know that most of the mages who come here have blood in their hands, holding the magic weapons of the dead mages, potions, mages' books, mages' experiences and other things.

He walked to the nearest bronze mirror, stood on the mirror, and snorted, feeling his body as if it had been sucked into it by something strange.

Grant felt darkness in front of him, and it wasn't until he opened his eyes for a few seconds that he realized he was in a room.

The twenty-square-meter room has a blue blanket on the floor and twelve exquisite ink paintings hanging on the snow-white walls.

There was nothing in the room except for a table, two sets of chairs and sofas, and a tall black bookshelf.

Grant glanced down at himself and sat on a soft couch, his hands hanging smoothly.

With a creak, the white wooden handle of the door tilted to the right, and then it went around four or five times, opened, and walked in a middle-aged elegant gentleman with white hair, with two mustaches at the corners of his mouth. Laughing always gives people an extreme sense of mystery.

He walked over, walked over to the table, and sat down.

Wearing black fur sleeves, he put his hands on the table and crossed them, "Hello, guest, I am the appraiser in charge of magic weapons, wand gems, and one hundred thousand known materials, my name is Mafuor. Hepburn Les. ”

"Hello, I'm Grant."

Grande nodded, looking at the white-haired man in a friendly manner.

"Then, guest, let me take out the goods you are responsible for selling, and I will give you an inventory of what the value orientation is."

Gran nodded, stretched out his right hand and took off a gray-blue metal ring, with a bear eagle about to spread its wings in the middle, surrounded by a dense circle of thorns.

Bang!! The ring landed on the wooden table, making some metal clattering sounds.

Mafur smiled slightly, and held the ring in front of his eyes. A vertical pupil appeared in the pale green eyes, and at the same time, a gray spiritual power was separated and drilled into the ring to inspect the goods. Finding the amount inside, the pupils crossed with a hint of surprise.

He said in astonishment: "Guest, this is what you want to sell?" ”

"Of course, please hurry up, Your Excellency the Appraiser." Grant spoke very calmly, and there was a little expectation in his heart. There are a lot of magic weapons in it, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that something is wrong. But Grant was confident that it wouldn't help them expel him from here.

"Well, then I'll detect it slowly." Mafur paused slightly, quickly sobered up, and went for an examination. It took about ten minutes to sort out all the resources and report a number, 97 million Demon Pattern Stones.

He understood that this number was a huge amount of money in the hands of a mid-fourth-order mage, and only a mage in the late fourth-order stage who was infinitely close to the quasi-fifth-order and had a good family background could have this stacked number. Of course, it's not that they are worth more than 100 million in total, such as various potions, scrolls, rune patterns, magic weapons, day hall expenses, and meditation cultivation along the way like mages...... It's not counted.

For example, you can get 10 million Demonic Stones in a year, but by the end of the year, there will only be 1 million Demonic Stones left. As for where the flowers go, only they know.

"96.5 million Demon Pattern Stones, and the difference in the price of 500,000 Demon Pattern Stones in the middle is the cost of our service, because you have a lot of materials, and it is estimated that recycling will lead to the corresponding reduction of other items."

"Okay, get me ready, I'll get out of here later." Grant clasped his hands in front of him and closed his eyes.

"I'll do it for you soon." Mafur stood up, walked through the door and began to collect the Magic Stone. As for the ring, Grant was not so worried, this exchange house was the only one in the entire Cape of the Gem Sea, with an amazing background and an excellent reputation, and he was very afraid to appear in such negative news.

Mafalse walked out of the door into a dark corridor, raised his right arm and asked, "Deacon, there is something to say." ”

"What is it? Hurry up and say it, I'm still in a bit of a hurry to deal with. ”

"I met a mage who came to sell resources, and his ring contained items from more than nine mages, all of which he killed according to the reaction of the Eye of Death, with a total value of about 90 million magic stones."

"Is this it? He is allowed to auction this time, but next time he will not be allowed to sell this amount, our auction house is not a black gold sales nest, you can deal with it. ”

"I see."

Mafur closed the communication runes, and the heart was somewhat of a spectrum.

He knew that the auction house was not allowed to absorb such a large amount of monster resources, after all, most of them were obtained by killing other mages, and it would take some time to digest them, and if there was no limit, the mages here would become more and more arrogant, causing the mages to die. The auction house has to sell things, and there is no way to sell them without a large number of mages eating them, and they can't make money.

Grant also knew these thoughts, but he really didn't have any money on him, so he could only exchange it.

Dozens of minutes later, Mafur lifted a gold ring and walked into the door, smiling and said, "Hello, the magic stones you need are all in this ring, you can count them first." ”

Grant stood up, walked not far from the door, took the gold ring, and probed a trace of spiritual power before he smiled: "These numbers are very correct, so thank you this time, I'll go first." ”

"By the way, next time it's like this, keep a low profile, Mage Grant." Mafur smiled meaningfully, his crescent-shaped eyes glinting.

"Yes." Gran nodded and walked forward, and suddenly the entire figure was wrapped in a blue-gray flame, and with a snap, it disappeared into the original area.

…………

Grant walked out of the auction house and went straight to buy the golden rune pattern and other materials.

The price of the Golden Rune Formation is quite expensive, and the lowest-level set is only full of the three lowest-level Golden Rune Formations worth 100 million magic pattern stones.

The more than 9,000 Demon Stones that Grant had removed, as well as the 27 million that had died with the mage, were temporarily enough.

He bought them and went back to the hotel.

Because Grant thinks that since he got it, he should study it quickly. The time left for him is almost less than half a year, and it is impossible to use it for practice, so he can only improve as much as he can. (To be continued......)