Reincarnation Paradise: Giant Treasure Chest

"Oh~ I don't remember leaving the base last night!"

Wood supported his skull and spoke in a cheerful tone. Only those who are familiar with Wood will know that in this situation, the calmer Wood is, the angrier he is.

It was obvious that someone was impersonating him and that Arcane Eternals' mismanagement had led to the loss of his resources.

"The triple authentication of soul characteristics, abilities, and bloodline has been recorded. Do you want to check it out?"

The person in charge of the auction house stood up at this time.

"Do you want me to tell you directly that after you got the resources, I fed you the belt on the spot?"

The person in charge said unhappily.

For a moment, laughter came from all over the auction hall.

The leader of the Feather Tribe laughed the loudest and raised the sign again.

"Raising the sign is invalid!"

Sephiria was not talking about the Feather Tribe, but Wood who was holding up the sign again.

This was not Wood's own wish, but he felt hungry.

This hunger drove Wood to raise the card. If he couldn't eat the gem, he would eat you.

A smile appeared on Sephiria's icy face. She could see that Wood was driven by the Object of Original Sin, so she did not expel him, but simply declared that the sign was invalid again and again.

In fact, this result is relatively good for Wood. The Mouth of Truth allowed Wood to raise the sign, and it tied raising the sign and obtaining resources together.

Of course, the Mouth of Truth is usually not so polite. He just drives Wood to grab whatever he sees.

However, there was more than one original sin object present this time, and Ivia was able to control it easily, so the Mouth of Truth made such a ridiculous move.

Wood just felt like a clown. As his signs were declared invalid again and again, his hands were still out of control.

In the end, the desire for pure abyssal energy overwhelmed the little activity of the Mouth of Truth.

A huge lion-like phantom emerged from Wood's waist and bit the gem on the exhibition stand.

Buzz~Ding!

The phantom went from unreal to real, condensing into sparkling ice and stopping in front of the exhibition stand.

thump.

Sephiria glanced at Avia, and after confirming that everything was fine, she gently smashed the huge ice sculpture with her staff.

"The Feather Tribe is offering 15 Soul Coins for the Abyss Gem. Is there a higher price?"

Without even commenting on the matter, Sephiria seemed to ignore the rampage of the Sin Object and continued to preside over the auction.

Chapter 541 The Winner

In the end, the forged Abyss Gem was bought by the Feather Clan.

Apart from a few strange items at the beginning, the items sold at this auction were all quite serious, and Ivia had no intention of buying anything.

However, after the auction ended, the seats of the various forces changed, and the tense atmosphere was almost impossible to cover up.

And the duel that allows them to vent their anger is about to begin.

When the sun rose the next morning, Ivia was enjoying breakfast with Sephiria at the lakeside restaurant after a pleasant night.

The fireworks outside the window suddenly exploded, and huge fireworks bloomed in the sky above Star Square across the lake, indicating that the fighting was about to begin.

"Have you finished eating? I need to go oversee the duel."

Sephiria's tone was always like this. Ivia usually translated this sentence in her mind before answering:

"It's delicious. It's even more flavorful when I eat it with you. No rush."

"Like a pig! Another lotus sturgeon roll." Sephiria raised the corner of her mouth.

After slowly finishing breakfast, when I was teleported to the arena by Sephiria, the first round of duels had already ended, and the spellcaster was clearing the yellow sand center area of ​​the stepped duel arena.

"The warriors of the Nichi tribe are very tenacious, but the weapons of the demon tribe are more powerful. His loss in this battle is not fair."

Saber, who arrived at the arena early, explained the result to Avia and expressed her own opinion.

"It should be Ya, the demon who can wield the Molten Sword. He's the favorite to win this time. Besides, not everyone can wield the Molten Sword. Racial inheritance is also a part of strength. There's no such thing as fairness or injustice."

Zephiria obviously did some research on the participants.

"Isn't that little boy Mond going to participate?"

Avia asked curiously when she heard the unfamiliar demon name.

The corner of Sephiria's mouth twitched:

"Monde is a genius of the demon clan. He is already at the ninth level. He will be a stable and extremely powerful person in the future. He is half of the upper echelons of the demon clan. He is not a kid. His end is too bullying."

"Then Woodona and the others won't join the battle?"

Ivia asked somewhat disappointedly.

"This is just a competition, a small occasion to show the strength of each race, not a scene for the original sin creatures to fight!"

Sephiria said speechlessly.

If someone else were present, Sephiria would definitely brag about how exciting the fighting in the Arcane Festival was, but since Avia was here, Sephiria could only say that the fighting was just for fun.

If she wants to make Avia excited, she, Sephiria, should personally go down and fight to the death.

During the conversation, the second fighting match officially began. The two sides were the winner Yaba and a void race called the Red Beard Clan.

It was obvious that this demon who used the Molten Sword was not very skilled in using the weapon in his hand and needed to warm up.

The agile Red Beard Tribe took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, forcing Yaba to retreat step by step. However, as the sword in his hand caught fire, he burned the Red Beard Tribe who was attacking him and seriously injured them in an instant.

No wonder Saber said it was unfair.

The Redbeard Tribe lay on the yellow sand of the arena, trying to use their burnt limbs to get up, but it was obvious that they were no longer able to fight.

However, in this situation, the referee did not announce the winner, allowing Yaba to drag the sword closer and closer.

The audience in the arena also cheered excitedly.

"Since this isn't a life-or-death fight, fighting to this point is enough."

Ivia sighed and spoke, and Sephiria understood and cast a look towards the referee across the arena.

"I declare this duel over, and the winner is Yaba of the Demon Clan!"

Following this verdict, the entire arena's audience booed. They all wanted to see the Redbeard Clan smashed into pieces.

The next moment, sunlight shone on the dying Redbeard tribe, and Ivia's faint voice echoed in the arena:

"Those who have fought to the death, regardless of victory or defeat, can enjoy my treatment. Fight to the death! No need to worry about the consequences."

Oh oh oh oh!

There was silence in the arena for a moment, and then thunderous cheers rang out again.

"The third match! Demons vs. Arcane Eternals!"

Strike while the iron is hot, the host immediately announced that before even clearing the venue began, a thin figure jumped into the center of the arena empty-handed.

The representative of Arcane Eternals was none other than Green Wei, the clone that Sefia created using Green Gillian's body tissue.

"this?"

Ivia originally thought that after Green Gillian was resurrected, Green Wei would be ignored and thrown into some remote corner, but now she is actually kept here.

"She is also my disciple, but everything she has gained needs to be repeated again."

Sephiria replied arrogantly.

"Isn't this the reigning champion from Arcane Eternals? I think her name was Greene-Vee. Why is she out again?"

In the audience, some people were whispering in confusion, and someone immediately explained Green Owei's special identity carefully.

Without Green Gillian's parasitism, Green Wei no longer had the problem of overflowing vitality, but at the same time her strength also decreased a lot.

On the surface, it seems to be on par with Yaba.

"Did Guilliman send anyone to participate in the competition?" Avia suddenly asked curiously.

"Yes, there's a spellcaster named Hal registered. Do you know him?"

Zephiria replied.

Ivyya's mouth twitched, and she almost laughed out loud before speaking:

"Hal is one of the children of the world of Nausicaa. He once single-handedly sealed the vanguards of the two major forces in the world of Nausicaa into the sky. Before the Nausicaa was connected to the void, the pig-headed curse he left behind lasted for hundreds of years."

Sephiria's face grew darker and darker.

"Hal is starting out extremely strong, and is best at large-scale, high-mobility transformation spells. If we were in the Nausicaa world, or a world with abundant elements, you wouldn't necessarily be able to defeat him. Guilliman is playing tricks on you."

Aivia smiled and assessed Hal's strength.

"How about this!"

Just as Ivia was about to propose a solution, a surprising change occurred in the duel. With Ivia's promise, Yaba ignored the side effects of forcibly driving the Molten Sword and rushed towards Green Wei with flames at the beginning.

As a result, Green-wei easily dodged the powerful attack, and the raging fire seemed to have no effect on her at all. On the contrary, Green-wei grabbed the hilt of the greatsword that only the demons could use and snatched it away.

Bang!

The Molten Sword underwent new changes in Green Wei's hand. The flames of the sword fanned out and slapped Yaba to the ground.

Yaba, who always thought he was a genius of the demon clan, felt more psychologically hurt than physically when he saw the Molten Sword in the opponent's hand, which was more ostentatious than his own.

The demon audience in the audience covered their faces. They had seen this scene many years ago. This happened more than once when they were "negotiating" with Green Gillian.

It is now being screened again.

Green Owei, who had snatched the Molten Sword, had no intention of returning it. She acted as if she had picked up a new toy. The Molten Sword turned into a fan and then a hammer in her hand. She chased after the exhausted Yaba and beat him up.

"Green!" Sephiria said in a cold voice in the stands.

Green Wei's body stiffened, and then she handed the Molten Sword back to Yaba obediently, then knocked Yaba unconscious with a punch and stopped playing.

"Winner! Arcane Eternal!"

The fight was over, and the arena, which was on fire everywhere, had to be cleaned up.