Sigma looked very proud and said, "What do you know? This is the only way to create a sense of mystery when opening a card. Just looking at it directly will reduce the feeling of anticipation and surprise."
There are five cards in this pack.
Sigma took a deep breath and began to pull out the cards one by one to look at them.
The first one was an ordinary card; the second one was still an ordinary card... As the ordinary cards were drawn one by one, Sigma's mood was like riding a roller coaster, from full of expectations to suddenly plummeting to the bottom, feeling so uncomfortable as if a huge rock was pressing down on his chest.
“Don’t be discouraged. There’s still one pack left. Maybe you’ll get a good card in the next pack.” The Lord of Plague comforted him hurriedly.
Sigma nodded quickly as if he had grasped the last straw, and couldn't wait to pick up another pack of cards, ready to try again.
While opening the pack, the Lord of Plague couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Do you think the chances of getting a good card are high?"
Sigma answered as he opened the card pack, "Not really. Especially with this kind of loose pack, it's too hard to get good cards. Arena of Valor card boxes are currently available in three types: the regular version with ten packs per box, the premium version with fifty packs per box, and the event-only version with three packs of each of the three series and a high-rare pack that is guaranteed to drop an epic card."
As he spoke, Sigma pointed to the cabinets beside him and continued to introduce: "Since the release of Arena of Valor, in addition to the classic series, four more booster packs have been released, namely, Warcraft Mountain, Mystic Alchemy, Earth, Wind, Fire, Water, and Rise of the Elves. For example, in the regular version with ten packs in a box, one pack will definitely contain a rare card, and generally two, three or even more rare cards can be opened. In the premium version with fifty packs in a box, one pack will definitely contain an epic card. Of course, legendary-level cards can also be opened. I buy loose packs because I actually hope to buy the only high-rare pack in that box."
At this moment, Sigma's eyes suddenly widened, his hands that were originally opening the card pack began to tremble instantly, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.
The Lord of Plague was wondering why Sigma suddenly stopped talking. He turned around and saw that a gold-edged card appeared in Sigma's hand!
What’s more, the card face is actually dynamic!
"Oh shit! A gold-edged legendary card!" Sigma's heartbeat quickened with excitement, and he couldn't help but shout out loud.
In an instant, countless card players in the card shop heard the voice and stood up like startled birds, and surrounded Sigma like a tide.
Their faces flushed with excitement, and they shouted loudly, "What? Is this true? Where is it? Who opened the gold-edged legendary card?"
Sigma's voice was shaking with excitement. He held up the card in his hand and said loudly, "Blood Elf Thrall, 2 mana, 1-1, spell damage +1, deathrattle, draw a card!"
On this gold-edged legendary card, the image of the blood elf Thrall comes to life.
He was wearing a gorgeous magic robe, his long silver hair fluttering in the wind, and in his hand he was holding a wine glass emitting scarlet blood light.
With the dynamic effect of the card, scarlet blood continued to gush out from the top of the wine glass and gathered around him. Brilliant magic runes emerged around him and then dissipated in the air, like a dream.
This magical dynamic card image caused countless card players to exclaim in amazement, their eyes filled with envy and amazement.
The Lord of Plague couldn't help but be stunned. He never expected that Sigma would actually "win the prize" and get such a rare gold-edged legendary card!
Sigma's hands were shaking slightly, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world. He carefully took out a transparent plastic card holder from his pocket. The texture of the card holder was soft yet tough, and it emitted a slight luster. He gently placed the gold-edged legendary card "Blood Elf Thrall" into the card holder, his movements so gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping elf in the card.
"What are you doing? Do you have to be so cautious?" asked the Lord of Plague with some confusion.
Sigma's face was serious, as if he was giving a holy sermon: "You don't understand this! This is the rarest card, a golden legendary card. There is only one in the entire Azer continent! Its preciousness is simply beyond words. It must be well protected. If it is accidentally scratched, the loss will be huge."
The Lord of Plague curled his lips and said disapprovingly, "Is it that exaggerated? It's just a card. No matter how rare it is, it's only used to play games."
Sigma rolled his eyes and patiently explained, "Of course! In our card circle, cards can be graded, with a full score of 10. The score is determined by carefully observing various details on the card. For example, first look at the printing quality on the surface of the card, whether the color is bright, the pattern is clear, whether there is any color deviation or blurred pattern; then look at the cutting of the card edge, whether it is neat and smooth, whether there are any burrs or uneven cutting defects; and the glossiness of the card surface. A normal card should have a uniform and moderate gloss. If there is a partial dullness or abnormal reflection, it will affect the score. The higher the score, the higher the value of the card. I must save money to send this card for grading. Maybe it can get a full score, and its value will be immeasurable at that time!"
As Sigmar spoke, he took another close look at the wrapped card case of "Blood Elf Thrall", his eyes full of longing and expectation, as if he had already seen the value of this card doubled after being rated.
The card players around all had red eyes when they looked at the card in Sigma's hand. Their fiery gazes seemed to want to "snatch" the card directly from Sigma's hand.
In the crowd, a slightly shabby-dressed, skinny card player spoke first, with a hint of tentativeness and luck in his voice: "Five hundred gold coins! I'll pay five hundred gold coins for your card!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter and ridicule all around.
"Five hundred gold coins? Do you think this is an ordinary rare card? You want to get a bargain with such a small amount of money? You are dreaming!" A burly card player in a gorgeous magic robe laughed loudly.
Then, he took a step forward, staring at the card in Sigma's hand, and shouted confidently, "I'll give you three thousand gold coins! This is a really high price, kid, sell it to me!"
"You want to get it with just 3,000 gold coins? You look down on this unique gold-edged legendary card in the entire Azer Continent!" An old man with a magic wand and sharp eyes snorted coldly, "I'll pay 5,000 gold coins! I'm determined to get this card!"
"Five thousand gold coins? Humph, six thousand gold coins!" A young nobleman was not willing to be outdone. He raised his chin, his eyes full of arrogance, as if he didn't care about the gold coins at all.
The bidding sounds came one after another, one wave higher than the other.
Every time the price was raised, the atmosphere became more tense.
Sigma stood in the middle of the crowd, holding the card tightly in his hand. He felt surprised and happy as he listened to the rising price.
He never thought that this newly opened card would trigger such fierce bidding.
"Seven thousand gold coins!"
"Eight thousand gold coins!"
The card dealer circle gets the news very quickly. After a while, many card dealers got the news and came to the store. The wealthy card dealers shouted out prices as soon as they entered the store.
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