The hybrids' proud bloodlines were slapped, and the young men, who thought they were lions, were transformed into trembling lambs under the gaze of the Angel of Death.

The other party is not the little Arthur who wants to pull out the sword in the stone and become the king, but Kratos who holds the sword of Olympus to kill the gods!

The young people's teasing episode ended in their most humiliating form, as Fenrir, the giant wolf devouring Odin, shook off its disguise and stared indifferently at their barking huskies.

Including Crelisa. Donna, including several guests sitting near Lu Mingfei, were like drowning people, feeling that the air had become as sticky as gelatin, almost suffocating and collapsing.

"50 million."

Lu Mingfei turned his head, his fiery eyes stared at the stage, and indifferent words sounded in this dead silence of the opera house.

The auctioneer trembled, holding on to the display table so as not to sit on the ground.

The other party's gaze seemed to turn into a substantial sharp knife on his neck, this is not a bid, this is an order!

Now that the rules of the auction have been handed over to Lu Mingfei to decide, no one dares to raise a sign to bid under this kind of coercion.

In fact, even if Lu Mingfei just walked down and took the things, no one present could stop him.

"50 million...... For the first time. ”

The auctioneer struggled to lift the small wooden hammer in his hand, and at this time he only felt that the small wooden hammer seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

"Second ...... Deal! ”

The small hammer in the auctioneer's hand fell on the display table, and he didn't even dare to say it for the third time, and sold it directly.

Lu Mingfei raised his head again, and after glancing at the frightened bear children in the private room upstairs, the golden light in his eyes gradually faded.

The weight of the mountain that looms over the hearts of nearly 1,000 people at the opera house has also decreased, but even so, most of them still lie on their chairs with their heads in their hands, not daring to raise their heads.

"I'm sorry."

Lu Mingfei whispered sorry to Donna, who was flushed beside him, gasping for breath as if a drowning person had regained fresh air.

Then, he walked straight down the guest table.

……

The auction was undoubtedly temporarily suspended, and many of the guests were traumatized.

Sotheby's auction house had to postpone the auction of the following lots by half a month.

The only happy estimate is that the seller of the "weightless weight" alchemy field construction book is the seller, and the starting price of $700,000 has been raised to 50 million, which has increased dozens of times.

In the financial room of Sotheby's auction house, the assistant and financial manager of the auction house are terrified to handle the follow-up transaction procedures of the lot.

They didn't even dare to look at the young man who was sitting on the couch and affected the whole auction.

Even if the eyes are no longer flowing with blazing lava, but calm and waveless clear water.

Mr. Lu...... Your payment has been made and now these two items are yours......"

The financial manager walked over respectfully and bowed, not daring to look directly at Lu Mingfei.

"Hmm."

Lu Mingfei nodded, got up and walked to the exhibit table, and stretched out his palm to the silver two-handed long sword that was lying quietly in the mahogany box.

The vine-like hilt was cold and easy to touch, and he tried to swing it twice with one hand, and the weight of more than forty kilograms was light for him—he had obviously passed the alchemy realm where this sword tested his bloodline.

He could even feel the spirit of the sword—or rather the roar of the living spirit—as if to welcome his new master.

The staff of the auction house were not surprised that this guest could easily wield this alchemy weapon, and the pair of golden pupils that shocked the audience just now had already proved the high purity of this young guest's bloodline.

"The blade is a little thinner...... And with an extra drop of Holy Blood sign, it's even more perfect. ”

Lu Mingfei looked at the wing-shaped long sword rung, and felt that it would be more perfect if he could add a drop of bright red holy blood symbol in the middle of the rung.

"Go back and get the mechanical ...... Ah no, it's Watt Alheim, let them see if they can get it. ”

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

"Is there anything I can try this sword on?"

He looked at the finance manager who was huddled in the corner and asked.

"I ...... Everything in this room can be tried...... As long as you don't test me......"

The finance manager smiled more ugly than crying.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the things in the financial room, and after thinking about it, he still had to find an alien to try the sword.

He wrapped the alchemy sword in the red velvet silk in the wooden box, took the alchemy realm book in another wooden box, and walked out of the room.

Ange leaned down the hallway, hands in his pockets, humming an aria in his mouth.

"The performance was perfect. After tonight, the entire half-breed world will feel your edge. ”

He smiled and admired.

"I wanted to be a flag."

Lu Mingfei said, raising the long sword in his hand, "This should be mine, right?" ”

"Of course, the school board wouldn't mind spending money on a new weapon for our flag."

"That's good. I remember you said you were going to meet your old friend? ”

Lu Mingfei asked.

"That's right, he's in this auction house. Come with me. ”

Ange smiled.

The two walked through the VIP passage of the opera house, a narrow corridor flanked by imitations of famous paintings, from Van Gogh's "Sunflowers" to Monet's "The Garden of Witty Monet", whose glow from crystal chandeliers cast a veil of crimson between blood and roses.

Walking towards Leonardo da Vinci's painting The Battle of Angelie, Ange stopped.

A crimson door hidden in the wall opened, and Lu Mingfei saw a thin old man wearing a cowhide curly-brimmed hat with round-rimmed glasses.

He looked like a retired Texas Ranger with a frayed badge on his hat.

The old man's pale golden eyes were also looking at him, and after a while, he showed a gentle smile:

"Looks like you've found someone who can take over your class, Ange."

"I'm not retired yet, Henkel."

Ange smiled and introduced:

"Fidris. Feng. Henkel, known as the fast hand Henkel, the world's top sharpshooter and cowboy, my old friend and old rival. ”

"Lu Mingfei, an S-class freshman at Kassel Academy, the most talented dragon slayer ever."

"I've just learned his edge through the TV screen," Henkel stretched out his thin palm to Lu Mingfei, "Hello, Lu Mingfei." ”

Lu Mingfei returned his hand to salute.

"I know what you're trying to ask. Let's go in and talk, I've prepared a good island whisky. ”

Henkel said.

There were 9 high-backed cowhide chairs in the room, and on each chair sat a handsome young male.

They were well-dressed, and each wore a thick and simple silver ring on the index finger, with different totems on the ring, representing their respective family crests.

Obviously, their identities are quite extraordinary, but their expressions are full of uneasiness and panic.

Especially after seeing the young man who entered the room with the old cowboy, this emotion climbed to the extreme.

It was as if I had returned to the moment when I was in the opera hall just now, and was watched by those terrifying golden vertical pupils.

Lu Mingfei also noticed that they were the half-breeds who were sitting in the VIP private room on the second floor just now.

He just glanced at it and didn't linger too long.

"I'm very sorry that the young people of the family were offended just now. Please be assured that they have no ill will towards you. ”

The smile on Henkel's face narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

Lu Ming did not deny it.

"This is the young representative of your generation?"

Ange glanced around the well-dressed young men.

"That's right, they are all excellent young people from various families. Some of the old guys from your generation are dead, some are lying in hospital beds with oxygen tubes in their throats. ”

"The dragon blood is not a good thing for us either, diseases will not take our lives, but organ failure cannot be changed."

Henkel said, looking at Ange's eyes with envy, "But you're as vigorous as a young man." ”

"Let's put the gossip aside, Henkel. You know I'm looking for you for business. ”

Ange sat down at the table, ignoring the young men.

"Of course, I know you're here for the 'Emperor.'"

Henkel picked up the whiskey from the ice bucket and poured a glass each for Angers and Lu Mingfei.

"I really don't understand, why do you have to trouble these ruthless monsters?"

"Revenge, of course."

Ange raised his glass, "Anyway, I have enough revenge, and I don't care about adding this one." ”

"You should have heard from them."

Lu Mingfei was silent, quietly listening to the conversation between the old men.

"It's just the news I heard, and I can't guarantee the authenticity and accuracy."

Henkel also poured his own glass full of whiskey.

"Make a price, Henkel."

"This time it's a free service, Angers."

Henkel waved his hand, drank the whiskey from his glass, and pulled out a file bag from under the table.

"Take it back to the academy and open it to study it slowly, I don't want to discuss its origin with you here, and I don't want to give you a solution analysis."

"The free ones tend to be the most expensive, Henkel. Say, what do you want? ”

Ange took the file bag and pinched the thickness with his fingers.

"Talk to these young people, they're the real protagonists."

Henkel pours a new glass of whisky.

Ange narrowed his eyes and returned his gaze to the neglected young people across the table.

"Hello, Headmaster Angers. We want to work with you. ”

Some of them regrouped and wore the standard greeting smile on their faces.

"Cooperation? Would you like to study at the Kassel Academy? Although you are a bit older, our admission requirements can also be relaxed. ”

Ange raised an eyebrow.

"It's not about enrollment, it's about cooperating, cooperating with the entire secret party."

The young man shook his head, the smile on his face was quite kind, "Times are changing, and the history of the dragon clan will always come to an end one day. ”

"I agree with you, but it would be tricky to make it happen."

Ange smiled.

"So we can work together, you are definitely the most powerful and most likely half-breed force to end the history of the dragons, and we are willing to give generously."

When the young man said this, he glanced vaguely at Lu Mingfei, who was sitting in the corner of the table with his eyes closed and contemplating:

"For example, we can join the school board with a huge donation and fully support you, instead of letting Frost's bouncing fighting sheep stop you in every way."

I agree with your analogy. I don't know what kind of benefits I need to give to you, the shareholders who support me behind the scenes? ”

Ange said with a smile.

"Share power, share the whole world. This is the reward we hope for for our generosity. ”

"We are far superior to humans, after the end of the history of the dragons......" the young man took a deep breath, his face becoming divine and fanatical, "We are the top of the evolutionary tree, and together we will be ...... New Dragons! ”

"A new dragon?"

Ange nodded, the smile on his face unchanged, "Our cooperation failed, boys. ”

The young men were stunned for a moment, and as Ange's words fell, something seemed to open their eyes, accompanied by the screech of a sharp blade cutting through the air.

The priceless mahogany table split in half in an instant, and Lu Mingfei, who had been sitting quietly in the corner, instantly appeared in front of them like a ghost.

The sixty-million-dollar alchemical sword lay across the young man's throat, and his fanatical look hadn't even faded.

After only a few dozen minutes, the young half-breeds once again felt Lu Mingfei's horror.

But this time it was not from the coercion of the bloodline, but from the sharp cold called "death".