Colossus Hunter

K'Tuga!

It was a familiar name.

The stone containing the power of K'Tuga, which was purchased through a secret auction on the atoll, was taken to Earth and used as a substitute for an anvil.

The equipment was made stronger, sharper, and with the power of fire it pushed the limits. If I smelled K'Tuga, that was all it took.

“The starting price is 30,000 points. I'm already excited about who's going to take this rare spirit. ”

The duc is underfed.

“30,000.”

“Oh, Lord Falcon! It's an honor."

Daemonrod Falcon announces the beginning. The leader stands behind one of four factions.

I had to seriously consider it.

Petuga. Only I can see him, and only I can hear him. Moreover, the ‘fire and blue lightning’ that was felt by Petuga was definitely unusual.

It seems that Petu also wants a contract with me. However, it was a matter of how many lords would participate in the auction.

“70,000.”

“70,000 points! Lord Garash!”

“80,000.”

“Lord Falcon! ”

Starting at 30,000, I've already climbed to 80,000.

Moreover, it seems that a monster called the Falcon is after Petuga.

When he participated, there was definitely less challenging.

Not only the Falcon, but the heads of the four factions, the auctions they participate in, were always fewer bidders. It was clear that 'the logic of power' was working here as well.

He respects other monsters, fears them, and takes a step back. Moreover, if they were in the ‘same faction’, they did not participate at all. As if all of the Falcon's factions were paying attention.

‘It's good news for me without a faction. ’

I don't see anything. Neutral. We didn't have much to lose.

However, the problem is the total amount. The total number of points. If the competition becomes too hot, you may not be able to win.

‘What to do.’

The margin line I set is 150,000. Beyond that, I can't help it if Petuga calls out to me. I have to concede for a better chance.

But it is true that I am greedy.

From the moment I saw that fire, that blue lightning, I was starving.

This hunger resembles‘ violence ’.

I still feel that these days, but the more we assimilated the chill and Uriel's body, the greater the impact it would have.

This hunger was something only Petuga could take away.

‘All factions compete, but also concede. ’

After proceeding with the auction so far, there seemed to be an implied rule. For example, the four factions of Zero, Falcon, Ahheim, and Doom were buying things from each other.

I'm not sure, but is it Falcon's turn this time?

“100,000 points. Is there any more?”

The Duke said:

It appeared several times, and the duc didn't seem to like it.

My head was spinning fast.

How to beat this situation.

“Two million.”

He said with a big smile.

With an unshakeable, arrogant expression.

“2 million points · · · · · · · · Yes? Is that the number I'm hearing right now? ”

The Duke was embarrassed. I had no choice. What kind of madman summons 2 million points to buy a single spirit?

But it was that moment.

Peek-a-boo!

The intense noise that brings out the entire tower. The duc speaks in a slightly angry voice after the headache hits the surroundings.

“Uriel, I told you that bidding above your points is not possible." ”

“I think so. I told you there might be a loophole in the rules. You know, isn't this the first time I've been here? ”

“· · · · · · Please don't do that again. Interferes with your progress. ”

“Looks like there's no margin for error. Got it.”

I slipped away.

And I planted a ‘horse’.

One, two, eyes come together. I just stared straight ahead. With a relaxed smile.

The Lord began to realize that he had a ‘slight error', a piece of goods close to 2 million points.

If we acknowledged and showcased each other's power, I too would have ‘class’ like them.

The average number of daemon loads gathered here is 376,500. How dare you not care because you have the goods that suddenly fall over.

It was a little far-fetched to call two million, but believe it or not, we wanted to have wavelengths. Once he started caring, he kept staring at me.

Then I raised my hand again.

“I'm sorry, I can't help it. 110,000. ”

“Uriel. 110,000 points. ”

The duc shakes his head.

And I slowly looked at the Falcon.

A horse with wings of a black bird. He was looking at me with strange eyes. It's like, "Look at this? I just felt like saying. '

Now, I threw pastry rice.

I have never not participated in an auction before.

But this time it's different.

I may have doubts, but I had my reasons.

“120,000.”

“Mr. Falcon. ”

“US $130,000."

“Woooh. Uriel, you called for 130,000 bids. ”

I shrugged my shoulders. I'm sorry, but the duc just forgot his "mistake" and smiled lightly.

From here on out, it's a battle. I have participated in all auctions in the past, but have never been so ‘willing to buy'. However, I left the ambiguity about whether I really wanted to buy it or whether I was really sorry to participate.

The Falcon will be conscious.

Hundreds of thousands of points for a single spirit is clearly a waste. Even though the margin line would be higher than mine, there was nothing left to compete with the bleeding.

Because they think that spirit is just "rare."

“US $130,000. Anybody else? Uriel Diablo will win a rare spirit for 130,000 points. ”

Time flies.

The Falcon robs his hand.

When he robbed, no one else stepped forward.

‘Whew.’

I sighed deeply.

The bluff worked. The smoke worked. Of course, the future is more important. There was a need to keep this performance in check.

The duc's mouth, smiling, once again cries out in silence. I expected it, but the results were not as crazy as they were.

“Congratulations. In 130,000, the Blue Lightning Spirit was sold to Uriel Diablo. ”

Oh, man.

After the clap, the '130,000’ of my remaining points disappeared.

About 150,000 points left.

Petuga steps back behind a small cage and is transported by dark merchants.

‘Be more cautious. ’

I don't think he was bluffing. As I looked at the liver, the daemon lords would have been watching me. How the first item of purchase was transferred to a temporary payment plan, but now it's real.

Then three more items came out.

Ten, to be exact.

I didn't want to ‘This is it!’

Is it because he's expecting too much?

“I'll drop the veil on the first day. Mahjong Auction lasts for a total of 3 days. Today, the first day, I sold mostly equipment and legends and rare things. Tomorrow comes the state of the finest ‘slaves’. Please look forward to it.”

The duc bows.

As the film descends, the Seirens sing and announce the end of the first day.

Daemon-Lords cannot leave the Dark Chamber for three days.

This was also the rule.

Instead, they were given dragonflies of extravagance, and they could hold all kinds of women if they wanted to.

“Huh. Is that what you're carrying around? ”

I was walking away from the spire, guided by Lyra.

You see a swarm of Daemon-Lord. Zero, and 19 daemons down there. Among them was the carpetdiem of extermination.

“I'm sure it's an easy hairline to buy back then. I thought my egg was broken and I only had a few lifespans left. Are you carrying it around on your shoulders to show off? Two million points is a terrible bluff. ”

I stopped the bridge and looked at him.

Yeah. If there's one thing that can hang a tackle on me, it's the emperor's carpet. He was hostile to me, and he's been at war for a long time.

He knew there was no point in my territory.

And next to the carpeting, there was a growing dark dragon that was supposed to be 2.5 meters long. When Ithaqua and Ignil were purchased, he bought the most promising dark dragon in the future. Maybe that's how the Dark Dragon grew.

Name: Curse (value-185,000)

Race: Dark Dragon

Stats:

Strength 49s Agility 41a HP 42a

Intelligence 34a Magic Power 47s

Potential (213/481)

Skill: Breath of Curse (4lv), Cry of Darkness (4lv), Photosaturation (5lv) indeed. I was obedient

Ithaqua's physical abilities overwhelmed him, but his magical strength was even higher.

Ignil, on the other hand.

Name: Ignil (value-244,000)

Race: Huanglongs

Title:

● Summoning of the King of Salt (9LV, Intelligence +9) Stats:

Strength 38a Agility 35a HP 30b

Intelligence 64 (55 +9) s Magic Power 78 (69 +9) ss Potential (227 +18/485) Specific:

- Sung-hyun's blessing, the Salt King's power.

- It's getting smaller.

Skill: Psychology (6lv), Breath of the King (7lv), and Magic Eruption (6lv) comprehensive abilities were a little ahead of Ignil, but they were clearly opposed. Ignil was mainly invested in intelligence and magical power.

The skill level was higher overall and the color clarity was more noticeable. But we can't ignore the differences in the body.

From the look of things, Ignil is just a little bit bigger than a newborn cub. I don't know why, but it keeps getting smaller, so now it's only about 80cm in size.

Glug!

Ignil heats up.

Rrrrrrrrrrrr!

Then Kirs, a dark dragon raised by the carphetams, cried out.

“My dragon looks better than your dragon. ”

“Puhaha! Are you trying to make fun of me? ”

He laughs a few words to Zero, the leader of the faction.

“Don't you need entertainment? Let me show you something interesting. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Zero. He had no words made of smoke.

Nevertheless, Carpetdiem seemed to be able to communicate.

“You won't regret it. The dark dragons I raise are not just dragons. He's the son of Gradia, the black-eyed man who reigned in Jesus. ”

“Gradia? The brutal butcher? ”

“Why haven't you been talking? ”

The surrounding daemon roads are interesting.

Carphediem smiled gladly. For the reason I haven't told you, it's for the show and the show. In addition, he seems eager to get attention from Zero, the leader of his faction.

Soon after, Carphediem looked at me again.

“If your dragon is really stronger than Curse, you can fight it. ”

“What do I gain from fighting? ”

“Proof that you're not a coward. ”

“That's not very effective. ”

What the hell kind of proof is that?

What I wanted was material.

e.g. · · · · · · · · · · ·.

“The insignia on your shoulder. Walk it.”

A crest on top of the armor worn by the Cardinal. I had little skill, but the value as a symbol was high. 200,000. At least it was the most expensive thing he had.

“You have quite an eye for this insignia. What will you bet when I put this shield on you? You bet your ass it's Lyra Diablo. ”

“Sure."

I nodded coolly.

A quick glance at Lyra, she smiles a little.

I believe in small mouths. ’Yes, she said.

My conscience has hurt a little, but Lyra thinks my choice is right.

‘Ignil is convinced of victory. ’

Me and Ignil are connected. His emotions have been conveyed. Confidence. Confidence that nigger can win.

“Huh-huh-huh! Fool. You put your own blood in your pride. Kurs!"

Woof! Woof!

A dark dragon walks out in its own heavy body. Even though it's smaller than most daemon roads, Ignil was the size of a fruit fly.

Shhh.

Ignil flies in the air. It seemed more comfortable to fly than to put your feet on the ground.

“Kurs, crush a dragon as small as that one! ”

Kyahhhh!

The winged dark dragon lunges for Ignil. I was going to use the size difference to overwhelm it.

At the same time, Ignil's golden eyes turned darker golden.

Let's do it.

Kuang!

A dark dragon approaches the surface and falls freely.

You've lost your footing.

In the middle of everyone watching.

The shame was not like this.

“What are you doing?! Not so fast! ”

Knng! Knng!

The dark dragon rises again as the carphetam urges it.

The muscles expanded and increased the size of the body.

Then you attack Ignil from above. It was impossible to avoid. The moment your sharp fingernails are about to tear off the ignition.

Phew!

The Dark Dragon falls back to the ground.

Ignil was already gone.

In addition, the Dark Dragon scratches his cheeks with his fingernails. The nosebleeds burst and the scars around them started to bleed.

Yaaawn!

Ignil rubs his eyes and yawns heavily as if he were bored, moving right next to him.

“Are you kidding me? ”

The look on his face changed like the Devil of Hell.

Knng. Knng.

Then the Dark Dragon snorts as if it were unfair.

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