With Mirabelle's final decision, the artifact called "Wings of the Sky" officially belonged to Martin.

Martin calmly took out the 100,000 counterfeit bills that had just been produced by the system and handed them to the guard at the auction house.

After the guard took the money, he counted it carefully. After a thorough check, he did not find anything unusual. So he politely thanked Martin and turned to leave.

The tree man standing by saw Martin handing over 100,000 star coins without any expression, and secretly regarded him as a "rich man" with a foolish mind.

However, out of instinct, the tree man quickly put on an enthusiastic look, took the initiative to get close to Martin, and patiently explained the next auction items one by one.

Martin listened quietly, nodding in response from time to time, but he no longer had any intention of continuing to bid.

At this moment, he wanted to learn from the tree man about things about the trading star realm that he didn't know yet.

The tree man was quite forthright and shared everything he knew without reservation.

As the two were talking quietly, Mirabelle's recognizable voice rang out again: "Next, we'll be bidding on lot number 43."

"This is a bundled auction item, including the cores of ten stellar-level powerhouses and one hundred planetary-level powerhouses."

"The starting price is three million star coins. According to the old rules, you can raise the price as you like."

As soon as Mirabelle finished speaking, the entire auction hall exploded.

Ten stellar-level powerful cores and one hundred planetary-level powerful cores.

Such a combination has a fatal attraction for practitioners who are pursuing breakthroughs in power, as well as researchers who are obsessed with studying the mysteries of energy.

"Three million and two hundred thousand!" A huge beast with blue electric light surrounding its body roared first, and its voice made the surrounding air buzz.

"Three and a half million!" A cold female voice came from a private room on the second floor, with unquestionable confidence in her tone.

Prices have been rising steadily amidst the fierce competition, and every price increase is accompanied by a trade-off and struggle among various forces.

The tree man next to Martin, who was originally talking to Martin, was also attracted by the tense atmosphere.

His eyes were fixed on the stage, and he muttered to himself, "The price is rising so fast. If I can get these cores, my strength will definitely increase significantly."

Martin watched everyone on the field arguing fiercely, but he remained very calm in his heart.

Although these cores greatly improved the strength of his men, he still took into account the risks involved and the strength of his dragon knights.

After thinking about it, Martin decided to give up. Although the core idea was tempting, there was no need to put himself in danger. Thinking of this, he shook his head secretly.

"Four million!" A humanoid creature exuding a strong dark aura shouted loudly. His voice seemed to come from the endless abyss, making people shudder.

"Four million and two hundred thousand!" The strange beast that was surrounded by blue electric light was not willing to be outdone and raised the price again.

Competition in the field is becoming increasingly fierce, and prices are soaring like a rocket.

Suddenly, a deep male voice came from the room number three that had spoken earlier: "Five million!"

The sound was not loud, but it was like a bombshell dropped into the auction hall, instantly quieting the place.

Everyone speculated about the identity of the owner of private room number three. Since he could raise the price so decisively, he must have extraordinary strength and background.

Mirabelle's eyes flashed with surprise, and she said loudly, "The bid for private room number three is five million star coins. Is there a higher bid? Don't miss out on such a precious core combination of powerful people!"

The auction hall was silent as everyone was weighing the pros and cons, considering whether to continue.

Taking advantage of the brief silence, Martin turned around and asked the tree man softly, "What do you think the origin of this private room number three is? They are so wealthy and powerful."

The tree man frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then said, "Anyone who can offer such a generous price is most likely a high-ranking official from a well-established faction in the trading star realm, or perhaps a hidden and mysterious powerful person."

"While this core is good, it may also cause a lot of trouble later on. If we don't have enough strength to suppress it, I'm afraid it will be coveted by others."

Seeing no one responding, Mirabelle began the countdown: "Five million star coins once, five million star coins twice..."

In this tense countdown atmosphere, the entire auction hall seemed to freeze, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the final result.

"Five million and one hundred thousand."

The sudden increase in price was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing a huge ripple in the auction house.

Everyone's eyes turned to the source of the sound, curious about who dared to do that at this critical moment.

He openly challenged the mysterious figure in room number three who was suspected to be the young master of the Ross family.

In private room number three, the young master of the Ross family obviously did not expect someone to be so provocative. He was stunned for a moment, and then a surge of anger surged in his heart.

He suppressed his anger and squeezed out a few words into the loudspeaker in the room, almost through gritted teeth: "Five million and two hundred thousand."

There was obvious displeasure and suppressed anger in his voice.

"Hey, young master of the Ross family, how come you can't afford to pay? Come, I'll add another five and a half million."

A burst of unbridled laughter came from private room number two, accompanied by the crisp sound of wine glasses clinking.

In the private room, a man was drinking leisurely, with a charming young woman in his arms.

He looked towards private room number three with a playful expression, his eyes full of provocation and teasing.

There was a sudden whisper in the auction hall, and everyone was wondering who the man in private room number two was and why he dared to openly oppose the Ross family.

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