Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

182. The Richest Woman Under the Stars

Messiah had witnessed the power of the Law of Annihilation several times, and Fenrir's proud power to protect the earth crumbled before it.

At least for now, no saint seems capable of resisting the Law of Annihilation!

How long can this broken rock hold out against the Black Knight?

Starry Night Diva felt it was worth taking a gamble; if she could break through the reflection shield and obtain the artifact, it would be priceless.

Let alone a few hundred million, even if you sold the entire Star Realm Consortium, you still couldn't afford it!

Nolan smiled slightly, having guessed the girl's thoughts, and returned a look of affirmation.

You won't lose out~

Since the good stuff shouldn't go to outsiders, the beautiful goddess king didn't mind helping this silly girl out.

Dalton frowned, filled with doubt and uncertainty. While he was still hesitating, the mysterious man in room No. 173 had already shown his determination to succeed.

The Trident Chamber of Commerce has powerful advisors covering various fields. Since they gave up, it must have been because they had tried all sorts of methods and had no other options, so they decided to make use of the mess.

Are they really that confident?

The true nature of the artifact has only just been revealed, and most people have not yet received a clear response from their families.

If one is not confident in breaking through the refracted space, then the artifact is useless and will only become a laughing stock.

"Three hundred and ten million!"

Dalton gritted his teeth, deciding to probe the situation first before receiving instructions from the Azure King.

The bunny girl's eyes lit up, and she loudly inquired, "Prince Dalton of the Tafors Dynasty, three hundred and ten million once, three hundred and ten million twice..."

All the lights were focused on the handsome war god follower, who basked in the spotlight, which pleased the proud young master of the Azure Sky.

But the focus didn't last long; soon, another shocking price emerged.

Snapped!

Messiah typed out another row of numbers, one zero after another piled up like cabbages in a market, making Mengmeng and Baihe dizzy and breathless.

Is this... the world of the rich?

"Oh my god! VIP No. 173 has made another move, a billion! Good heavens, I'm about to have an orgasm, is there really no one interested in the Holy Judgment Guardian?"

The bunny girl frantically squeezed her legs together. She had never seen such a grand scene in her life, and she only regretted that she would never have the chance to meet the mysterious tycoon inside the private room.

what!

Ten billion ten billion ten billion!?

The nobles and lords in the surrounding private seats were terrified; most of them couldn't even afford that amount if they sold everything they owned.

Last time, Master Yuri's masterpiece, the seventeenth-tier flame-attribute Holy Demon Armor, only fetched 520 million at auction.

We don't even know if the broken shield is a real artifact or if it will be of any use!

This was quite an exaggerated change; Dalton's face turned pale and then red as he glared fiercely at the person next door.

Who auctions things like that?!

It's obvious they don't take him seriously!

This time it was Chinaura's turn to ask the probing question: "Did you bring any money?"

"No!"

Messiah glared at the willful little princess, then spilled all the star diamonds from his wallet onto the table.

He had barely enough savings to buy the unconscious, crippled saintess in bed, yet he still acted with complete self-righteousness.

"1.1 billion!"

Dalton practically spat out those words through gritted teeth, keeping up with Messiah's rhythm, clearly caught up in the moment.

First, there was a rare war maiden as his bed partner, then a mysterious shield. This person was constantly at odds with Tafus, and his pride would not allow him to back down here.

The other guests who had traveled from afar watched the spectacle with mixed expressions, a half-smile on their faces, while the bunny girls on the grand stage were grinning from ear to ear.

Messiah glanced at Dalton for a moment, bit her finger, and said in annoyance, "Damn it, I didn't scare him away."

Ekaterina said, half-laughing and half-crying, "That's enough. I'm not going to help you carry such a large piece of the fault space back to school. It won't fit in the dormitory!"

"Yes, you'll regret it if you back out of Dalton now. You won't find a sucker in the whole world willing to take over at this price."

Mengmeng shrugged, thinking that Messiah was trying to lure this idiot into a trap, and that her goal had been achieved.

Little did she know that the foolish and rich woman was none other than the wealthy Messiah herself, who angrily shouted, "But I really want it!"

"1.2 billion!"

The big star has gone mad!

Everyone covered their faces, unable to bear watching any longer; even Lord Tass would go mad.

At first, some lords joined in the fun, raising the price by a few million, but it didn't really matter.

But now, whoever takes on this deal will die. Businessmen only care about investment and returns. Once this big fish is swallowed, it will be difficult to digest in the short term. If it's not a behemoth like Trident Guild, it will only choke them to death.

Even if it truly is a divine artifact, and it takes a great deal of manpower and resources to crack, who would be qualified to possess it?

It might even become a hot potato, and be seized by the supreme hegemons of the higher planes the very next day.

Many people saw the trap behind the Shield, but Dalton had clearly lost his mind. With a gloomy face, he raised his hand without saying a word, letting everyone see his authority.

Or perhaps it's just foolish?

"Another bid! Thirteen... wait, uh, His Highness Dalton is shaking his head. It seems he means 1.2 billion... ten million? Oh, and he emphasized again that the unit is Union currency, not Federal Gold Moons..."

The bunny girl rolled her eyes. This reading comprehension passage is perfect, accurately capturing that anxious feeling.

Dalton's lips twitched; he finally gave in.

He's got this broken shield all he wants; even the Destroyer of All Realms can't hold it back.

The eldest prince just didn't want to look like a fool.

Although he is now...

Laughter erupted from all around, and even Dalton's cronies suppressed their laughter and stopped trying to stop him from making a fool of himself.

If the Azure King found out, he would probably slap his eldest son across the face, leaving him completely bewildered.

This isn't how you spend money!

"Damn it, I'm so angry!"

The silly girl in disc number 173 was equally furious, her pretty face flushed red, jumping up and down on the sofa.

Nolan silently placed Messiah's hand on his, giving her confidence.

Messiah's eyes were fierce. He took out a small diamond ring from his wallet, put it on his index finger, and gently tapped it, calling for outside help.

The Wind Whisper Technique, through the magic of spatial crystals, crossed planes and reached the Deep Blue Castle of Heisenberg in the distant prime plane.

"crooked!"

What brings you here?

The magnetic male voice sounded slightly surprised; it belonged to the [Blue Demon] Saint who had suffered a crushing defeat last time, Messiah's disliked older brother.

Byron?

"You called me, and you're asking who I am?"

Byron smiled, seemingly in a good mood; it was the first time he had received a message from his sister on her own initiative.

"Send me the money now!"

"Uh, why so suddenly? What do you need the money for? Is there anything you want that I can help you with...?"

"Enough with the nonsense!"

"Okay... how many do you want?"

"All of it! Hand over all your money!"

"........"

A bitter laugh, a sigh.

Who is the richest woman under the stars?

183. Lightning-fast face-slapping

Messiah hung up the call, and the magic crystal ring with spatial properties shattered. This kind of communication method is not something that ordinary families can afford.

Having completely drained the wallet of a certain lord, the silly girl was now full of confidence, puffing out her full chest and slapping the screen.

Ding!

The bunny girl trembled, her eyes dazzled, her legs shook, and she sat down on the stage, stammering as she spoke.

"Fifteen billion... VIP number 173 has bid fifteen billion! Is there anyone else who wants to bid?"

The room fell silent. The skyrocketing prices in the hands of the other party would only keep rising until they shattered the psychological price point of every competitor.

Compared to Prince Taufos, the distinguished guest who has yet to appear is quite imposing. Despite engaging in a business that is clearly losing money, he acts as if he doesn't care at all, making him seem unfathomable.

"It's poisonous... right?"

Dalton's face drained of color, and he collapsed into his seat. He had lost in both his foolishness and his extreme madness; today was a complete defeat.

Is this person crazy?

He simply couldn't accept the price of 1.5 billion, otherwise his father would have killed him with his own hands!

"make a deal!"

With the final decision made, Messiah finally breathed a sigh of relief, his heart pounding.

If it weren't for Nolan, she would have stopped at a billion. For some reason, she had become accustomed to having full confidence in that miraculous girl.