After leaving the team, the adventurer ladies regretted it deeply

Moreover, judging from the composure of number 412, bringing out 400,000 Gold Coins seemed like a trifle to him.

A hint of confusion flashed across the face behind the young girl's mask.

When number 412 left the team, he was penniless, how had he become so rich?

Even though the other party donned a mask, those eyes were too familiar, and she quickly recognized his true identity.

The very person responsible for making her become the "Clown Captain," someone she would never forget even in her dreams.

"400,000 for a level 15 weapon is definitely a rip-off."

As the young girl bitterly cursed,

"410,000."

A distinguished guest in the front row, number 009, raised his card to bid.

It seemed there was more than one person who valued the weapon over 400,000.

Lin Da furrowed his brows and raised his placard, his tone calm and soothing, concealing his emotions, "420,000."

"430,000."

"440,000."

"450,000."

In the heart of the bidding battlefield, it had come down to just the two of them.

As he called out 450,000, Lin Da's heart raced, filled with nervousness; this was his entire fortune.

If this were in a game, he would have already opened the blue software to take a loan, as this sword could bring him greater profit.

But the loan process in Another World was quite complicated.

Distant waters can't quench immediate thirst, and Lin Da hadn't expected that bringing so much Gold Coins would still be insufficient.

"500,000."

Number 009 raised his card.

This figure chilled Lin Da's ardent heart.

Compared to those Star-ranked adventurers in the first row, the difference in financial power was still too large.

High-level Mystic Realm items could burst forth a Purple Gear whose price matched ordinary Orange Equipment.

Accumulated slowly, each Star-ranked adventurer had a substantial base.

And just then,

The woman wearing the Flower Cat mask with number 004 glanced at him.

A voice, almost hallucinatory, rang by his ear: "Leave."

What?

Lin Da frowned in confusion.

A peculiar sensation emerged from the depths of his heart.

An unknown cold breeze blew, causing him to shudder forcefully.

In the silent air around, a trace of murderous intent seemed to lurk.

The reminder from the woman in the Flower Cat mask was like igniting the fuse of a bomb, letting Lin Da hear a hissing burning sound.

A strong premonition of doom grew in his heart.

The next moment, a deafening explosion erupted.

The ceiling above crumbled outright,

Massive stones along with a cloud of dust cascaded down!

Dozens of powerful auras, like lights ignited in the darkness, suddenly appeared.

Lin Da looked up in surprise.

These were people in black robes, wearing black devil masks with a horn about the length of a thumb on the right side of their foreheads, their weapons drawn.

"Doomsday Sect?"

The characteristic mask made Lin Da's expression shift.

An evil cult that worshipped the Demon God, intending to bring doomsday upon this land.

The members inside were either madmen or psychopaths!

The auction hall was in complete disarray.

The sound of rolling stones, exclamations, curses, complaints... all jumbled together.

Fortunately, most were experienced adventurers who, after the initial panic, quickly calmed themselves.

Everyone began to activate their Magic Circuits, readying for combat.

Lin Da, recalling the earlier reminder from number 004 with the Flower Cat mask, gazed forward with a trace of doubt.

The spot in the first row where number 004 had been was now empty.

Suddenly, a scream drew everyone's attention.

On the auction stage, the lady with long golden hair in a flowing gown, Ms. Meisi, covered her front in disbelief.

A bloody sword tip pierced through her chest.

The assassin, a Doomsday Sect member as small as a monkey, chuckled weirdly as he grabbed the Azure Sword behind him.

The sight of this powerful weapon being snatched incited a mix of shock and anger among the crowd.

A weapon worth over 500,000 Gold Coins, falling into the hands of the Doomsday Sect was a huge loss, and who knows how many adventurers could lose their lives in the future because of it.

Against such a cult, it's better to destroy weapons and resources rather than let them fall into their hands!