Chapter 80 Chapter 80 The performance was wonderful.
A moment later, Su Cheng let out a low cry of shock.
She maintained an expression of astonishment and confusion, staring at the scene in front of her with wide eyes, seemingly completely unable to understand what was happening.
and--
Applause rang in my ears.
And a familiar exclamation from a certain god.
“…It’s truly art.”
It was as if someone was laughing in her ear, a laugh filled with joy, like that of a predator who had caught its prey, or of an audience enjoying a perfect drama.
Su Cheng froze for a moment.
She could almost feel warm fingers brushing through her hair and rubbing the soft flesh of her earlobe.
Then it was as if someone bent down and hugged her.
Su Cheng smelled the scent of ink, which seemed to be melting wax. In a trance, countless papers came flying, making cheerful trills in the wind.
Then everything returns to nothingness.
"Your Highness..."
Su Cheng quickly adjusted his expression, "I was just talking casually-"
The prince also looked surprised.
The headless body staggered and then fell to the ground.
"I think," Aguilar mused, "that he probably didn't tell anyone, otherwise he wouldn't have sworn. But if someone had left some magical mark on him, they might have heard our conversation somewhere else, and Leo himself wouldn't know about it."
Su Cheng immediately panicked. "So someone else knows? Can we still carry out our plan?"
"Why are you so anxious?" the prince said impatiently. "There are many magic arrays in this box. Originally..."
She suddenly stopped, not knowing what she was thinking about.
"...The Olu family," Aguila sneered, "It seems I underestimated them."
Su Cheng lowered his head silently.
The princes of the royal family are all powerful because they can enjoy the best resources, whether it is magic or fighting spirit secrets.
As long as they are not fools, they can't be that bad. After all, for these people, magical talent can be imprinted and fighting spirit can be improved with the help of drugs.
In terms of direct combat power, he definitely couldn't beat Aguila. This guy was at least thirty years old and had been practicing fighting skills for more than twenty years.
Even if he was fed with all kinds of top-grade elixirs, even if he couldn't beat a master of the same level who had cultivated on his own—
That is also compared with the same level.
It is definitely a crushing victory against low-level warriors.
The prince dared to let her in and talk to her about these things without any hesitation because he was confident in his own abilities and was not afraid that she would pose any threat.
"I helped Leo escape from pursuit before," Aguilar stood up and paced, "and he agreed to help me here for a while."
Su Cheng frowned, "Your Highness, to be honest, I just don't like him because the way he looks at me is annoying, so I deliberately confronted him."
Aguila: “…”
She couldn't say that it was because he knew that I would kill you sooner or later.
"Dear guests, the next auction item is enough to drive any wizard, warrior, craftsman, and collector crazy—"
The host on the stage suddenly raised his arms and shouted, "From the Lightless Ruins, that distant lost plane, where thousands of black dragons once soared—"
Su Cheng couldn't help but turn his head to look.
A pitch-black spine about two arms long, its surface covered with twisted blood-red lines, seemed to be still slowly wriggling in the light.
Judging from the cross-sections at the front and back ends, it is obviously not a complete bone, but a piece that has been cut off.
At this time, it was placed in a crystal box covered with magic arrays, attracting the attention of countless people in the entire auction hall.
"From 'Deepsinger' Gergos, the Black Dragon King's loyal squire!"
"We all know the power of the ancient dragons. This will be an unparalleled casting material. Ha, of course, depending on how you use it, it can also become an essential prop for performing some profound and mysterious magic!"
The host introduced the dragon bones passionately.
The entire venue below was in commotion.
"...The starting price is 100,000 gold coins!"
"Box number nine offers one hundred and five thousand gold coins!"
"Seat 37 is priced at 120,000 gold coins!"
The moment the bidding began, the auction hall was in an uproar from top to bottom, with at least dozens of guests vying for it.
The host announced the quotes one after another. If he hadn't been so eloquent, he would have bitten his tongue.
Su Cheng looked back and saw Aguila sitting aside in deep thought. When he met her gaze, he just shook his head and told her to wait.
"...One million and seven hundred thousand gold coins! Three times! Deal! Goes to customer number eighty-fifth!"
The host was so happy that he couldn't stop grinning. "Then, it's still the dragon bone, but this is the finger bone--"
Another crystal box was brought to the platform, and inside it was a piece of bone wrapped in gray mist. It was the same length as the previous one, but thinner.
"Belongs to Nefaant, the Fallen Wing! The great first generation of ancient dragons..."
Su Cheng held his chin up and watched the heated bidding below.
"Don't worry," Aguilar suddenly came over and glanced at the store with disdain, "These are all gimmicks."
Su Cheng was a little confused. "What do you mean? It's not a dragon bone? It's fake?"
"Of course it's true, but it's hard to say which ancient dragon it belongs to."
Aguilar sneered, "There are the remains of the ancient dragons' palaces in the Sunless Ruins. If someone knowledgeable, they might be able to find some words in the ruins to determine whose palace it is. But the corpses in the palace may not belong to the owner. It may just be another ancient dragon who died there."
The prince paused and said, "These bones are extremely valuable. They can't destroy the complete dragon skeleton, and due to various restrictions, they can't take it away in its entirety, so they can only pick up these fragments here and there."
After several rounds of bidding, the lights in the venue suddenly went out.
A beam of blue light fell on the podium, and the host slowly stepped back, as if to make more space.
"This is the most interesting moment of the night—"
He opened his arms. "You have seen the remains of many ancient dragons, but the next item for auction may belong to a true master."
The auction hall erupted in a commotion. Some people gasped, some questioned softly, and whispers, some low and some loud, swept across like waves.
"Yes, the supreme ruler of the dragon race, a legend and miracle from ancient times, a mysterious existence that disappeared into history. It is said that he fell while fighting against the evil god of the outer void..."
The host spoke in a low voice.
But his voice was amplified by wind magic, enough to reach every corner of the auction hall.
Su Cheng also subconsciously became nervous.
But she couldn't show too much interest, so she tried to look just curious.
"We cannot confirm His identity because there are no clear records and no real eyewitnesses—unless we can find people who lived tens of millions of years ago."
A huge crystal box suddenly appeared in the middle of the platform.
The shape looks like a giant coffin.
Layer upon layer of magic arrays and runes intertwined, sealing off the entire box.
Inside was a section of bone, over four meters long, that looked like a broken sternum connected to part of the spine, and the entire thing was a deep dark color.
Its surface is covered with fine, rune-like natural lines, and the bone is as smooth as obsidian, glowing with a cold metallic gleam in the light.
"It refuses to be identified—"
The host sighed, "We've invited experts in dragon language and even dragonborn forging masters. They are all authorities in their fields, but they haven't been able to reach a conclusion by any means."
He paused. "So, unlike the ancient dragon remains we found earlier, which we can authenticate, this skeleton is a mystery, a gamble. If you're unlucky, it might just be the remains of some rare hybrid subspecies. But if you're right, it might belong to a supreme being. Their names hold great power. I can't mention them casually, but I hope anyone interested in this item will understand what I'm talking about."
The host knocked on the crystal box, and a low resonating sound could be faintly heard from the bones inside.
The sound echoed in the palace-like venue, carrying an unimaginably powerful sense of oppression. Many guests below even covered their ears.
"...Ah, what a fascinating power."
The deep male voice sounded in Su Cheng's ears again.
The voice was magnetic and pleasant, revealing a hint of joy and intoxication, and the bright smile seemed to indicate a happy mood.
At the same time, a deep and powerful force wedged into the cochlea like an iron nail, causing strange vibrations between the cervical vertebrae and spine.
She began to feel briefly dizzy, the air around her rippled, and the smell of burnt ink and paper filled the air.
Su Cheng: “…”
No way!
After a few seconds, she came to her senses a little and looked back.
A tall and strong figure stood quietly at the back, his arms folded across his chest, looking at the store below with interest.
Su Cheng: “?!?!”
The man looked away and looked at her with a smile.
"And you gave a wonderful performance, my dear."
He tilted his head slightly, his raven-black hair falling in front of his forehead, his honey-brown skin smooth and flawless, and a lazy smile on his handsome and deep face.
That smile was very gentle, softening the aggressiveness brought by his sharp eyebrows and eyes, making people want to get close to him and trust him.
He was wearing a revealing one-shoulder robe. The draped off-white fabric flowed over his shoulders and cut diagonally across his broad and muscular chest.
Then it was tightly tied around the sides with a waist belt decorated with gold and gems.
Half of his chest and arms, as well as part of his lean waist and abdomen, were thus exposed. The well-defined muscles rose and fell with his movements, full of wild tension.
A rose gold brooch went over her heart, with bright red rubies standing tall in the air.
Su Cheng's gaze couldn't help but move downwards, and he suddenly realized that his navel diamond was covered - of course, this skin bag was just an image, so it might not be there.
Her eyes swept across the strong thighs faintly visible under the hem of the dress, and then someone held her chin in his hand.
Su Cheng raised his head and met those enchanting eyes.
——Countless densely packed silver-white runes seemed to be spinning in the god’s eyes.
They are spread all over the radiating lines of the dark iris, and countless letters are dissolving, reorganizing and merging with each other. Some are just generated and are pushed to rotate by new symbols, flowing and condensing in the folds of the eyeball.
Deep in the pupils, there seemed to be some kind of power wriggling faintly, as if it would burst out at the next moment.
Su Cheng froze.
Her fingertips curled up, as if stung by an invisible thorn. The alarm and stimulation of having her cognitive framework torn apart made her hair stand on end and her stomach tighten.
However, when those strange characters rotate and flash, there is a strange and inhuman beauty, as if looking up at the unreachable stars, or as if observing the rules themselves.
“…Your Highness.”
Su Cheng took a long time to find his voice and tilted his head slightly to take a look.
Aguilar was still sitting on the sofa, seemingly unaware of the movement here.
Obviously the gods used some means.
She immediately stopped distracting herself, gathered her thoughts, and said, "I think... I probably don't need to apologize for killing your follower."
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