As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Especially since the witch and the [Polar Fox] are not good people, and being able to attract them to such an extent makes me wonder whether I should envy or sympathize with them.

But the confrontation between the two women was soon broken.

Because a hearty laugh that was so out of tune with the atmosphere resounded through the venue like thunder.

"Wow, it's a rare opportunity to come to an auction, and I actually ran into two wanted criminals at once. Looks like I'm really lucky."

A young man with simple clothes and a strong build walked through the crowd as if nothing had happened. He scratched his head and looked around the scene, seeming to feel a little emotional.

He was like a sunny and cheerful boy who accidentally walked into the scene.

He is Hex, the A-rank adventurer who invited Prince Nanhai to the auction.

As a prince, Jason was not in a position to show up at such an occasion, but Hex couldn't help but want to join in the fun.

Seeing this person appear, there was another commotion in the crowd. Lyanna frowned slightly, while [Fox] Heras showed a look of disgust.

He glanced at Roy and introduced himself: "A-rank adventurer [Fighter] Hex."

"Are you the one who killed Black Claw?"

Hex glanced around but couldn't detect any aura from Roy, and his interest grew instead of diminishing.

"Why are you hiding it?"

"It's none of your business." Roy replied coldly.

Hex wasn't at all discouraged by this attitude. Instead, he muttered to himself, "Logically, only the weak would hide and act like cowards, right?"

The young man's eyes suddenly became sharp and he stomped his feet violently.

In an instant, a powerful and extraordinary wave burst out in front of Hex, shaking the clothes of everyone present.

The hundreds of guests and waiters in front of him were all shaken to the ground by the sudden hurricane-like breath, their drinks spilled, and they made a fool of themselves.

Even the [Fox] was almost shocked and staggered, spitting foul language beside him.

However, the black-clad swordsman, who was only ten meters away from Hex, took the initiative to stand in front of the witch without retreating a single step, as if everything that had just happened was just a passing breeze.

Hex was slightly stunned when he saw this, and his face became more and more happy.

Being able to face his pressure and remain unshaken meant that the other party was at least Sequence 7.

"Mr. Sword Ghost is indeed no ordinary person."

"However, I still want to remind you not to forget your identity and avoid interacting with these villains." Hex glanced at Lyanna meaningfully and said, "Otherwise, don't blame me for disregarding the friendship between us fellow adventurers."

"Are we really going to fight?!"

"Damn it, this is an auction!"

"What are you still standing there for? Go get Mr. Rocks!"

Just when everyone was terrified and afraid of a conflict, unexpectedly, [Sword Ghost] responded coldly, revealing his edge.

"I'd also like to remind you, kid, there are some things that are better left untold."

Hex's eyebrows raised, and his eyes showed more fighting spirit.

If it was just a test just now, he was really interested now.

Chapter 72: The Necromancer's Impotent Rage

"Don't go too far, mortal!"

The second floor of the underground auction, the reception room.

A young man in a gray robe, as thin as a skeleton, slammed the table and shouted angrily.

Opposite him, a squinty-eyed young man in a purple robe was sitting with his legs crossed, sipping red wine leisurely.

Behind them, the gray-robed cultists and purple-robed magicians each raised their staffs, their swords drawn, and the atmosphere was frozen to the freezing point.

"We agreed to trade twenty Bone Flowers, which is equivalent to a Sequence 6 Transcendental Item! How dare you go back on your word!"

"Do you take us for fools? The nine-headed Hydra is one of the few magical beasts alive today that still retains the blood of mythical creatures." The purple-robed wizard smiled faintly, his treacherous expression practically written on his face. "Anything related to mythical creatures is highly sought after."

"There are so many wealthy people willing to spend a fortune on this, why should I trade with you at market price?"

Such a blunt mockery made the young cultist so angry that his face turned blue: "You...!"

Ever since Ivan gained the favor of the God of Death and joined the School of the Undead, he hasn't felt so aggrieved for a long time.

Most of the time, Ivan would just attack anyone he disliked and act outside of secular laws. Now that he hadn't dealt with magicians for a long time, he was like a country bumpkin who had just entered the city and was naturally tricked.

If possible, he would have rushed up right now and turned the shameless wizard's face into bones.

But he can't.

"Very good, it seems that you haven't forgotten who blessed you so that you can be safe and sound in the academy." The purple-robed wizard smiled leisurely.

The reason why Rocks dared not to take the Necromancer seriously was not only because of his own strength of Sequence 7, but also because most of the cultists were able to hide in the Citadel because they had the secret help of a big shot from the Purple Demon School.

As long as he wanted, he could easily expel the [School of Necromancy] and expose these dirty cultists to the pursuit of the church and other countries.

They call it believing in death, but in the final analysis, aren’t they just mortals who are afraid of death?

Thinking of this, Rocks felt even more contempt.

But Ivan was not going to give up.

"My teacher was murdered by the Red Demon School in order to help you divert attention from the Society's surveillance. How should this favor be repaid?"

"How dare you say that? He was caught accidentally and almost exposed our existence. You should be content that he didn't cause you any trouble."

Rocks took a sip of red wine, tilted his head, and said casually, "So, let's put things in perspective. If you want the poison sac, then honestly participate in the auction. Otherwise, forget it."

"Shameless!" The young man was furious. He stood up suddenly, and the aura in his body surged, making the entire space stained with a gloomy paleness for a moment.

Rocks' expression changed slightly, but he sneered, "If you dare to touch me, not only will you never get the poison sac in your lifetime, but you skeletons will never set foot in the school again!"

The two faced each other for a long time, and there was a stalemate for a while.

Until the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Sir, there's a disturbance downstairs..."

When the waiter entered the room, he was frightened by the terrifying smell that felt like falling into an ice cellar.

"Did I come at the wrong time..."

"No, it's just in time. We're done talking."

Rocks stood up and straightened his collar: "If you don't mind, I'll excuse myself first."

After saying that, he ignored Ivan's reaction and left directly surrounded by the magicians, feeling a little proud in his heart.

It is said that cult members are crazy and unpredictable and are not afraid of death. Now it seems that these are just exaggerated rumors.

Little did he know that a hint of murderous intent flashed in those gray eyes that were staring at him.

"Humph, after all, he is a filthy mortal made of flesh and blood. As expected, he is still greedy and cannot be trusted!"

"Just wait, you will pay for your rudeness soon!"

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Roy began to understand why Lyanna had frowned just now.

Hex, an adventurer who loves to be a messenger of justice and meddle in other people's affairs, is indeed a trouble.

But the more this happens, the more we cannot show our weakness.

"I'd also like to remind you, kid, there are some things that are better left untold."

Normally, Roy wouldn't be so arrogant, but now he is a powerful Sword Ghost, how could he allow others to provoke him like this?

And he has wanted to say similar lines for a long time!

As soon as these words were spoken, Hex's face became eager to try, his stance slightly relaxed, but his aura restrained, as if he was ready to strike at any moment.

Roy took the initiative to step forward and face him face to face.

Everyone's nerves were almost stretched to the limit.

The showdown between A-rank adventurers was enough to turn the entire auction venue upside down.

But at this moment, a tremendous pressure came from the other side.

Along with them came dozens of magicians in robes.

"If you have any interests, please feel free to go outside and do it. It would be better not to disturb the guests present, right?"

The wizard in a purple robe and with narrowed eyes strolled slowly forward, then suddenly opened his eyes. In an instant, a purple evil wind whistled behind him.

"I don't care what grudges you have, but don't forget whose territory this is."

For a moment, [Fighter] Hex put away his posture and put on his hearty smile, [Fox] Heras's face also looked ugly, and even Lyanna frowned silently.

The other guests, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief.

[Ghost Hand] Rocks himself is a Sequence 7 magician, and with the help of twenty Sequence 9 magicians, this lineup is almost equivalent to a Sequence 6 magician!

There is only one level difference between Sequence 6 and 7, but it is the watershed between the intermediate and low levels, a gap that most extraordinary people cannot cross.

If other Sequence 9s gathered together, it wouldn't intimidate the many Sequence 7s present.

Don't underestimate the weakness of low-level magicians. If they work together to form a formation, they can often achieve an effect of 1+1>2, which is difficult to compare with any other type of extraordinary people.

"Lord Rocks, you're joking. I was just chatting with my colleagues. I didn't mean anything else." Hex scratched his head, turned around and left, returning to the Prince of the South China Sea.

Heras on the side also shrank back into the crowd, unwilling to have any more entanglement with Rocks.

Rocks glanced around and found that several Sequence 7 warriors had restrained themselves. He nodded contentedly, and his vanity was greatly satisfied.

Be they cultists, wanted criminals, or adventurers, at the end of the day, even if they were all Sequence 7, they were just mediocre people with a bit of courage. Compared to me, who had the support of a school, they were simply no match!

However, only the Sword Ghost with his face covered by black fog stood where he was, showing no obvious signs of retreat, which made him a little unhappy.

After discovering that he could not find out the other party's bloodline level, Rocks quickly lost interest.

Forget it. He doesn't even dare to reveal his true appearance, and even specially got various extraordinary items to cover up his aura. I think his strength and background are not worth mentioning. There is nothing to worry about.

Elsewhere, Lyanna returned to Roy, feeling somewhat distressed. "Adventurers, wanted criminals, and even people sent directly by the Purple Demon School to take charge. I didn't expect so many troublesome people to come."

"But these guys are not a problem." Roy sighed softly and looked around, but did not stop for a second to look at the three people.

"You didn't invite me here to deal with these small characters, did you?"

After hearing this, Lyanna stopped smiling and confirmed: "That's right."

"The real trouble lies with the School of Undead."

Chapter 73 [Tears of Mermaid]

Roy had anticipated this.

As early as when they met, Lyanna had hinted and revealed her understanding of the cult.

Although the three Sequence 7s present were difficult to deal with, with Lyanna's connections, it was not difficult to find helpers of the same level.

If I, as the one with the blood of the false king, had to take action, it would only be to deal with characters that ordinary extraordinary people could not deal with at all.

"Are you sure it's the [School of the Undead]? I heard they were just suppressed by the Red Demon School."

"I'm sure. The Hydra's poison sac I need is an indispensable refining material for them. The [School of the Undead] has been pursuing that thing for ten years and will not give up. Besides, the priest launched the attack just for the Hydra's poison sac, trying to divert the school's attention from the auction, but he failed." Lyanna explained in detail.

Hearing this, Roy's nerves became slightly tense.

The actions of cult members are insane and cannot be judged by common sense. Conflicts between them are inevitable.

Roy wanted to kill all the cultists, but he was not arrogant enough to be so arrogant as to fight them to the death.

There are some things that must be made clear to Lyanna now.

"Let me make it clear first, I'm not your thug. I'm only here for what I want. If anything unexpected happens, I'll only provide minimal help. Once I get what I want..."

"Once we get the goods, our cooperation will end."

The unexpected words made Roy a little overwhelmed.

At some point, Lyanna loosened her grip on his arm, and her always playful expression became distant and cold.

"Whoever gets the item first gets to leave. If we're really in danger, you don't have to worry about me, and I won't worry about you either. We owe each other nothing. How do you do it?"