Chapter 3 Pig's Head Hammer

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Following the two strong feasts of Mithril Ore and Heavy Sword [Sunshine], some side dishes were served one after another. A large number of excellent weapons and armor, a variety of alchemical potions with special effects, and a variety of exquisite gems that can make noble ladies and delicate ladies scream in astonishment are put on the auction stage one after another, and then after a burst of orderly plausion, they are pocketed by local nobles, professionals and large merchants.

It's just that for these good things in the eyes of ordinary people, Scott leaned lazily on the VIP chair, without even raising the corners of his eyes.

After becoming a great blacksmith, Scott's friends and status are similar to his, including archmages, great alchemists and other transcendent figures.

Perhaps, in the eyes of ordinary businessmen and low-level professionals, those excellent weapons and potions with various special effects are already rare treasures, but in Scott's eyes, these are just defective products created and blended by the great forge and great alchemist, and some are even the practice of their apprentices, and they are not worth the effort to participate in the auction.

With the passage of time and several rounds of climactic auctions, the [Carnival] auction finally entered its final climax when the sunset set fell on the spire of the Milt auction house.

Three heavy purple willow wooden boxes slammed heavily on the stage of the auction house under the laborious movement of the six big men.

"Knock~"

A heavy muffled sound sounded in everyone's hearts, and for a while, the entire auction hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the three purple willow wooden boxes, covering the solemnity of the auction hall that had been noisy all along.

"What a beautiful sound. ā€

"The last three lots of this [carnival] auction, just listening to this voice, all the VIPs know it in their hearts!"

"This is the most important of the heavy goods, the absolute finale!"

Milt's playful laughter and introduction quietly dispel the solemnity brought about by the fall of the wooden box, and also quietly point out the preciousness of the last three lots.

After the solemn atmosphere dissipated, the enthusiasm of the buyers in the audience immediately burned violently again, like a wall of fire with the assistance of greasy surgery.

"Let's get started!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and open it and start the auction!"

"Hahaha, right away, right away!"

The mood fluctuations of the buyers in the audience were already expected by the golden dwarf Milt, and he secretly laughed and came to the first purple willow box, and his thick and sturdy palm was slightly forced, and he suddenly opened the heavy box lid.

"The first item of the finale, an epic weapon, a two-handed warhammer [Pig's Head Hammer]!"

"Let's shoot!"

With Milt's roar, a pitch-black warhammer lay silently at the bottom of the open purple willow box.

Without the shining fluorescence of the [Sunshine], nor the exquisite appearance of other weapons, this warhammer like the head of a steel-maned boar lay quietly there, and the scars all over the hammer body showed that this weapon had experienced countless tragic battles, and the seven pitch-black blades turned into the steel-maned boar's incomparably sharp four fangs and three manes towered, so unruly and domineering.

"[Invincible]!"

"How is this possible!"

"This can't be a fake, is it?!"

The audience immediately heard a gasp. Apparently knowledgeable buyers have recognized the true body of this [Hog's Head Hammer], which is an epic weapon that has left a deep mark on the history of the Manchez Kingdom.

And the moment the hammer revealed its true face, Scott immediately straightened up from his VIP chair, and his eyes immediately shimmered.

No one can discern the authenticity of this epic hammer better than the Swift family, and no one in the Swift family can confirm the authenticity of this [pig's head hammer] better than Scott, who is a master smith.

The real name of this epic two-handed warhammer is supposed to be [Invincible Force], but because of its appearance, it was nicknamed "Pig's Head Hammer" by its owner and the owner's friends.

In fact, Scott was more familiar with this epic weapon than any of the buyers present. Because the previous owner of this epic weapon was the pioneer of the Swift family, the only general in the Northern Kingdom of Manchez who had ever won the title of marshal, and the fierce man who defeated half of Manchez's country in the southern and northern wars: Tyre Swift!

When Scott was still living in the family castle, every time he walked through the hallway, he would reach out and touch the murals on the walls, which were the history of the rise of the Swift family, including the appearance of Tyre Swift holding the [Invincible Force].

Scott has imagined countless times the majesty of this weapon in the hands of the ancestor Tyre Swift, and he has also imagined that he will hold this epic warhammer in his hand, and face the majesty of a powerful enemy, and even Scott will embark on the path of a blacksmith, but it is only because he wants to build a two-handed warhammer for himself that looks similar to [Indestructible].

And at this moment, this epic warhammer, which only appeared in the annals of the Swift family, murals and Scott's dreams, was lying quietly in the purple willow box, and suddenly jumped into the eyes of the unsuspecting Scott.

"Four hundred seventy-five thousand!"

Without any hesitation, after seeing the [Invincible Force] for the first time, Scotter knocked down the auction button on the coffee table and threw out the money he was carrying today and the money from the auction of [Sunshine] at one time!

When Tyre Swift was killed in the final battle against the Frost Giants in the Iceridge Mountains, the whereabouts of Invincible Force are unknown, and the Swift family and Tyre Swift's friends have searched for it in many ways, but its whereabouts have not been found.

And now, it is great that you only need enough money to retrieve the relics of your ancestors and fulfill your childhood dreams!

"The VIP in the eighth room bid 475,000 Manchez gold coins, is there a higher bid? This is an epic weapon, once used by the kingdom's sole marshal, Lord Tyre von Swift!"

As is customary, the final three lots are not placed in the parchment book, and there is no reserve price.

But the first offer, it was close to half a hundred, and it really embarrassed all the buyers present, although an epic weapon was indeed worth this amount, but Scott's move of throwing hundreds of thousands of dollars at a time created an oppressive aura for him.

"Four hundred and seventy-five thousand Manchez gold, is there a better bid?"

"Four hundred and seventy-five thousand manchez coins, for the first time!"

"Four hundred and seventy-five thousand manchez coins, the second time!"

"Forty-five thousand gold Manchez, the third... ā€

"Five hundred thousand!"

A calm young man's voice came from another private room, speaking slowly, but just before Milt was about to shout the last word, the golden dwarf swallowed the last word honestly, and his beating heart fell back into his chest.

"Fortunately, fortunately, if this warhammer is only sold for 475,000, it will not smash my Milt's golden sign!"

Milt was thinking in secret, but the words in his mouth were instinctive, and there was no pause at all, and words of praise poured out of his mouth, bewitching the buyers.

"500,000 Manchez gold coins, for the first time!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, epic weapons are hard to come by, and the epic weapons that have appeared in the auction house in history are only a handful! Not to mention this epic warhammer like this [Indestructible Force], which is full of the value of the historical relics of the kingdom!"

"Five hundred thousand Manchez gold coins, the second time!"

"Such an epic weapon, even if you can't use it yourself, it is the best choice to put it at home or befriend a legendary powerhouse!

"Five hundred thousand Manchez gold coins, the third... ļ¼ā€

"Five hundred thousand plus an arcane crystal!"

With a crisp sound of the auction button, the No. 8 box landed and threw out a sentence!

"What, Arcane Crystal!"

"What's going on today, it's so exciting!"

Scotter's second offer immediately caused a second commotion in the auction room.

Although the value of the Arcane Crystal is not comparable to that of an epic weapon, it is an indispensable ingredient for crafting Epic Mage equipment, and this kind of magic crystal with a golden luster is only associated with Thorsilver, and often only a few can be mined in an entire Thorium vein, which is simply priceless in the market.

If you really want to give it a price, then 400,000 Manchez gold coins would be a more suitable price.

In other words, with only three offers, the price of the epic weapon [Indestructible Force] is already approaching the mark of one million Manchez gold coins!

"A million!"

The calm young man's voice sounded again, and this time he didn't wait for the hammer to strike, but followed Scott closely, and immediately added again.

However, Scott's price increase also seems to have put some pressure on him, and his price increase this time is only an increase of 100,000 gold coins. But for those buyers sitting in the ordinary auction table at the auction house at the moment, 100,000 Manchez gold coins may already be their full wealth.

"A million Manchez gold, once!"

"One million Manchez gold coins, twice!"

"Add another pint of elemental water!"

As Milt began to count down again, the third auction button in the eighth private room sounded, and Scott quoted his fifth bid, and a sneer began to appear on the corner of his mouth.

The young Scott with whom he bid was familiar, so to speak, very familiar. After all, how can a voice be forgotten after listening to it for sixteen years?

The owner of this calm young voice is none other than the young master of the Swift family, Scott's titular eldest brother, Raymond von Swift.