Divine Flame Crystal

Although the reserve price this time was very high, everyone felt that there was nothing wrong with it. After all, even an ordinary piece of magic equipment would be sold for several thousand high-level magic cores, not to mention that this time it was made by Master Nick himself, and its attack power could reach the level of a grand mage.

After hearing Nick's offer, the scene was quiet at first, and then became noisy like a tsunami. The bidding sounds came one after another without stopping for a moment. Xingluo just stared in amazement at the crowd below who seemed to be going crazy.

He also didn't expect that Master Nick's equipment would be so popular. Xingluo listened carefully for a while and found that each increase in the price of this equipment far exceeded his current reserves of magic cores. At this moment, he suddenly longed to become a great alchemist.

Such gold-producing ability is just like turning stone into gold. In the end, this equipment was auctioned off by a gold magician for 1.5 high-level magic cores. One magic-grade magic core is equivalent to 1 high-level magic cores, but most people are still willing to trade with high-level magic cores. After all, magic cores are rarer.

With the arrival of Master Nick, the auction was pushed to its peak. Coupled with the sale of so many excellent magic equipment, the first auction of Flame Hammer finally came to a close with everyone still wanting more.

Although the auction has ended, everyone is very excited, especially the nobles who won the unique magic equipment. They all want to show their handsome side to others as soon as possible.

Girls even regarded taking pictures of a piece of falling feather equipment as a fashion. Although they were not in battle, they still mobilized their magic power to make white feathers of light continuously fall from the surroundings.

Those who didn't get to take pictures were determined to go to the Flame Hammer to customize a few similar equipment.

To the nobles, money is just a bunch of meaningless numbers. As long as it can satisfy their vanity, there is nothing wrong with spending more money.

After the auction, most of the nobles in Luoshen City knew about the rising star, the Flame Hammer. Even some commoners had heard some rumors about it.

It was late at night, but Xingluo was not sleepy at all. He pulled Pandora and Mo to count the proceeds of the auction. You know, most of the magic equipment in this auction was paid by Xingluo and his friends themselves, so all the proceeds were also put into the Flame Hammer's small treasury.

Excluding the costs and Master Nick's equipment, their net income from this auction reached 7000 high-level magic cores, a number that Xingluo could not even imagine.

After this night, the Magic Hammer became famous, and the next day it received a large number of orders from nobles. Xingluo woke up laughing several times in his dreams that night.

When Xingluo came to Master Nick's alchemy laboratory with 1.5 high-level magic cores, Master Nick looked at Xingluo and smiled kindly for the first time. He said, "Now that you have become my disciple, I don't have much to give you. This 1.5 is a gift to you. Your potential is far beyond my imagination. Keep working hard."

Xingluo didn't know how he walked back to the dormitory from the laboratory. It was the first time he had so much money. Looking at the mountain of high-level magic cores, he had a feeling of unreality.

This time he was no longer stingy. He grabbed a handful of magic cores and threw them to Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei's face was full of excitement. He opened his mouth and swallowed all the magic cores like eating candy beans.

Then a vortex of rich magic power formed around Xiao Hei, and he slowly closed his eyes while being wrapped in this rich magic power.

Xingluo looked at Xiaohei speechlessly. Although this time it should be a situation like promotion, he always felt that Xiaohei was the kind of guy who ate and then slept, and then ate again after waking up. With a long sigh, Xingluo walked out of the dormitory.

It was drizzling outside the window. Xingluo did not put up the magic shield this time. He just walked in the rain. The rain seemed to extinguish the noise around him, giving him this brief peace.

He didn't know if it was an illusion these days, but he always felt that someone was spying on him. However, with his powerful mental strength and perception comparable to that of a dragon, he didn't even notice a single figure. He only occasionally saw a cat stretching its body lazily.

Ever since Xiao Hei's blood was injected into Xingluo's heart, he has possessed several magical abilities. For example, his early warning ability. After several years of training, it has been difficult for him to make further progress, but with the mysterious power of dragon blood, he has the vague ability to predict the future one second.

He was not sure whether such a powerful force was entirely due to dragon blood. After all, Xiao Hei did not seem to have this ability. However, all he could do now was to keep this secret in his heart. "The Inquisition of the Holy See is an extremely terrifying place. If I were caught as a heretic by those lunatics, who knows what cruel experiments would be conducted on me."

Xingluo couldn't help shivering when he thought of this. The rain had soaked his clothes, making him feel extremely cold.

This feeling of being spied on made him feel very uncomfortable, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not find any signs that he was being followed.

In the end, he had no choice but to shake his head, reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​continuing the investigation, and walked quickly towards the teaching building. He felt that in the college, at least his life safety could be guaranteed. In this case, he might as well study with peace of mind.

The class was extremely boring for everyone, but for Xingluo, it was very interesting. After all, these things were knowledge that could break many of his previous viewpoints.

For example, why do humans have magical powers? Pandora fell into a deep sleep as soon as the class started, with a trace of crystal liquid hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Most of the people looked drowsy. After all, most of them had no interest in studying such boring things.

But Xingluo was different. He was very curious as to why he had never heard of anyone having magic power in the previous world, but could in this world. He felt that if he could find some difference from it, it might help him when he returned.

Just like that, in a boring course on the history of human development, Xingluo was seen staring at the teacher with energy, taking notes furiously, and agreeing with the teacher's opinions from time to time. The teacher was very pleased to see Xingluo like this, thinking that finally someone could understand him.

He also thought Xingluo's chubby appearance was very cute, which Xingluo had not thought of. He just wanted to find the way back.

When the magic bell rang for the end of get out of class, Xingluo looked out the window and saw a black cat staring at him. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Xingluo felt that the cat's eyes seemed to flash a red light.