The Lion City Council Chamber, built 500 years ago, is said to have been built by the Deep Rock Elves and humans. The exterior of the building looked luxurious, with runes etched into the walls, which were almost visible to the naked eye when Ouyang Dao walked through the gate. Walk through the door and enter the huge Roman round stand, where a host in the center of the stand is spitting out auction items, and old Dink makes Ouyang Dao sit in the audience, raises his hand, and waves to the auctioneer in the middle. Stake 100 gold. ”

Good 320 once 320 twice, deal! Ouyang Dao frowned, and the body of the First Order Xenohawk was auctioned. What does the old man mean? As far as Ouyang Dao knew, Old Dink himself was not a summoner, and there were no alchemists among his friends and children. Ouyang Dao had an ominous premonition. ”

How about I'm very good to you, I'll help you as soon as possible Old Dink looked at Ouyang Dao triumphantly, his eyes staring at his face, looking at every expression on his face. "I don't know what you're talking about," Ouyang Dao said, with a hint of anger on his face. The first corpses usually sell for 300 gold, which is a fair price.

With Smith's support, Ouyang Dao couldn't see the money anymore, but Old Dink's behavior still angered him.

"I know you want it, I bought it for you, but I did you a favor," Ouyang Dao waved his hand and said, "You sold the body at auction, I won't pay you a gold coin for it," Ding Ji chuckled softly, "It's okay, this will be a gift for reunion,"

Ouyang Dao said that his eyes were fixed on his face, his bad feelings were at their height, and the old hunter's misunderstanding of his identity might cause him a lot of trouble. "No, how can I accept such a gift from you, when I just met you?" Ouyang Dao's voice was calm at the moment. ”

Eagle, I want it" "Oh, really? Old Dink smiled faintly and said, "As far as I know, you don't look like you can afford 300 gold coins" "Gaia, you don't have to think about this. This is the first time we have met, but this is not the first time we have met in a guild. I can afford to pay 300 gold coins" Now that Old Dingji is sitting on the fishing line, Ouyang Dao is like watching a fish take the bait. ”

Oh, are you so sure? Ouyang smiled and said, "I've been in the guild for a while," Ding Ji said with a smile to Ouyang Dao, "You can get 300 gold coins, if you don't want to use them," Gaia, don't expose yourself in a time of passion. "Give up what? send me to be a necromancer?" Ouyang Dao stared at the next project, and did not make eye contact with Old Dingji. "The witchcraft in the guild looks fair, and the Church of Light doesn't work for us," Ouyang Dao said.

A waiter greeted him in the back passage, and in the room on the top floor of the conference hall, Ouyang Dao bought the eagle's corpse with gold coins. Ouyang Dao returned to his seat with a black sack, countless pairs of eyes staring at his figure, the meaning of which was incomprehensible. When they returned to their seats, Ouyang Dao and Ding Ji didn't speak for a long time, just watched the sales pass. "Do you know what I'm talking about?"

Old Dink's voice suddenly became friendly again"

I know you may not believe me, but when things get difficult, don't forget, I'll support you"... Silence, Ouyang Dao didn't know what to say, Ding Ji had already determined his identity, and it was useless to try to explain. The next batch did not attract Ouyang Dao's attention, because of the ability to transform blood, what Ouyang Dao really needed was a variety of bodies.

Ding Ji looked at Ouyang Dao with a smile and looked at the auction, he wanted to buy Ouyang Dao a piece of wind crystal. Ouyang Dao put his hand on his arm and struggled, and Ding Ji smiled and stopped. Ouyang Dao didn't quite understand what Ding Ji meant, and this system was still there.

Dinky is a standard pro hunter template, nothing special. As the days passed, Ouyang Dao didn't know what Ding Ji was doing, and when the auction in the morning was about to end, the owner's voice sounded. The last auction item this morning, a precious item provided by the elves, Aaron Egg, said that when a group of supermen began to whisper in each other's ears, almost everyone had a shocked look on their faces. And those rich and powerful who have a large number of gold coins in their hands show this inevitable performance.

The host continued: "Everyone knows that the rise of the true summoner comes from all kinds of eggs. "In addition to this, we also have to mention the Dragon King of the Violet Country, the five most trusted people of His Majesty, who were originally nothing more than an ordinary red dragon egg"

At this point, you may be wondering, how does an ordinary red egg hatch into a legendary dragon? The owner was so excited that he was incoherent, and at this moment he mysteriously peddled a pass to everyone. "It is well known that for a summoner to compose a new summoner, he needs to spend a long time with this extraordinary animal, which eventually forms a unique fragment of will in his mind. ”

"So, if he has been in a relationship with an egg for a long time, after getting the fragment of the will, he will form the fragment of the testament of other extraordinary animals in his mind, and finally summon that egg? "As you guessed, yes, the synthetic egg that is eventually laid can absorb the blood of other fragments of will, and when it hatches, the strong will rises! "

Once again, the atmosphere reached a new climax, and the legend of the Dragon King was very popular in the Violet Kingdom. Now that we know the origin of the legendary five-headed dragon king, many of the supermen present are attracted to the dragon egg, and the master's goal has been successfully achieved, the dragon egg may be a whole new level in his career. ”

This master is really dangerous" After a sigh, Lao Ding looked back at Ouyang Dao and found that his eyes were red, his body trembled involuntarily, and his face was very vicious. Seeing Ouyang Dao's appearance, Old Ding Ji showed a meaningful smile. "Of course it's you," he said, patting Ouyang Dao lightly, relieved, with kindness hidden in his eyes.

Ever since the egg entered the arena, the hunger in his blood had returned, just like the last time he had seen Smith's active Wood Elf bloodline, Ouyang Dao's body was now eager to swallow the egg whole. I don't care about the hard shell that will break my teeth, I don't care about that stinky sticky egg, I just want to eat this egg and life will be satisfied because of the feeling of nobility.

Old Ding Ding patted Ouyang Dao's back with a comforting hand, as if he was thinking about a lot of strange things. After about ten minutes, Ouyang Dao successfully suppressed his bloodthirsty desire. He was sweating profusely and panting uncontrollably, but the sparkle in his eyes was terrifying. Ouyang Dao has his own opinion on this situation.

If true, there is almost a 90% chance that the modified blood is to blame despite the fact that the brain-damaged system thinks that Poseidon, seems to explain the underlying reason for the modified blood. But Ouyang Dao was not satisfied. If he is turned into a sea god by this system, his body will be more than a simple blood operation.

Although Ouyang Dao knew very little about the sea gods in the world, his most basic job was to feel like the sea and flesh, not to mention the power of the sea that had not yet been revealed, Ouyang Dao, the so-called sea god, still lacked the most basic abilities. It's about the exercise of faith, the ability to answer prayers in a world where there is God, even if it's just a little devil that only a few hundred people believe.

And Ouyang Dao, the titular Protestant religion of the sea god, spread across two continents and had tens of millions of followers, most of whom canceled their prayers after the news of his ouster, but for a whole month, Ouyang Dao did not feel any strange sights related to faith.

Once you have come to the conclusion that you are a false god, then the strange cravings in the blood, the ability to transform it without any energy, may require a special bloodline, as the primary energy provider. Ouyang Dao let out a long sigh from his seat, slowly put the black leather bag on the ground, and stretched his muscles, like a warrior about to go to battle. The auction of wurm eggs has begun, and although the presenter's presentation has many flaws, most people have blindly and hastily inserted themselves into the feast of money.

700 gold!

The list price was given by a hostess. The mark on it came from an old hunter, and what Ouyang Dao didn't notice was that the old Dingji sitting next to him unknowingly grabbed the handrail. 1300 gold coins! This time the buyer is very young, and his voice is full of emotion.

Ouyang Dao had a vague impression of him, he was a novice summoner in the guild, but he couldn't remember where he noticed him and left an impression. Hearing the sudden increase in prices, the powerful people at the auction exchanged glances, and then Qi stared at Naza in disbelief. These shrewd bystanders are the real power in the city, not the superheroes who sit beneath them with no one in their eyes, and every group has some unwritten rules.

One of the top personalities in the Lion City is to make every bid reasonable at the annual massive auction, fight for the most suitable price to get what you want and avoid being taken too much by the elves and hidden leprechauns. At present, the overall rhythm of this auction of dragon eggs is still controlled by these high-ranking officials, and the noble lady who has just shouted 700 gold coins is the spokesperson of a big nobleman in the Lion City. Generally speaking, according to the Hunters' Guild, all hunters' bids, all belong to the guild president by default, so if it is unexpected, it should also be handled by the guild president.

The new president, Naza, did not intend to break the rules, and at the top, she sneered at the young hunter, who gave her 1300 gold coins. The moans seemed to have no malice, but the agitated young man stood up, holding his head in his hands, and suddenly let out a scream of pain.

This is how things ended, and the Guardian punished the challenger no small amount and let him see reality as it really is. But there are times when reckless young people don't care about reality, and even if they understand the difficulties ahead, they have to persevere. The young man, who had just lowered his head and held his head in his hands, stood up straight again, with a painful expression on his face, and motioned to the auctioneer, "I want to raise the price by 1,400 gold coins." ”

The main host looked at him in amazement, like watching a stupid fish trying to get back into the river. The bigwigs on the top floor smiled at each other, and several glared at President Nazar as if they were determined to win an Easter egg. President Naza looked at him with a teasing gaze, angrily stood up, walked to the front of the room, and through the glass, a solemn face appeared. "City of Kerry, I want you to make every decision carefully" the young hunter City of Kelly, squeezed a smile bitterly at President Naza. ”

Your Excellency, I have been very careful in every decision I make" Now his conversation with the director has made him the center of attention for everyone in the auction, and he has a stone pillar running over and waving, and he waves to the crowd sitting at the very base. "Your decision could cost you everything," Naza said, barely changing his voice as he tried to convince him.

"You mean, Your Excellency, I don't deserve to participate in this auction?" The city of Kerry, the young hunter, was very excited. "Don't I have the right to buy dragon eggs?" He took out a book from his arm and said, "Can't you give me a dragon egg with this book of swordsmanship in my hand?" When he showed it to the world, Naza's face sank, "Kairi City, you! ”

The city of Kerry angrily summons the young hunter as he begins his tearful speech. "We hunters, with no background, no rights, only occasionally lucky enough to make a small fortune, can't we fight for a chance to be promoted?" His words were inflammatory, and there were still some relatively extraordinary ordinary people at the auction at this moment, and he spared no effort to encourage the owner of the auction to have some unbearable pressure. The City of Kerry took over the duties of the auctioneer as a victorious warrior.

I bid 1400 gold coins. Who else? His voice echoed through the room. I'm out of 1400. Who else? A deep middle-aged man's voice came from the dark hallway. "I'll give you 2000".