"Holy sword Ascalon, ten million gold coins once."
This was the holy sword used by Saint George, a Christian saint, to slay a dragon when he was still a Four-Digit.
Yet, for some reason, the sword had surfaced and become an auction item.
"Any bids? Ten million, going once?"
Shiroyasha held the three-meter-long silver sword and spoke listlessly.
Yet no bidding voices were heard for a long time.
It wasn't that they didn't want this dragon-slaying holy sword—it was because the seller was a community under Saint George.
The followers of the Christian Pantheon wouldn't allow their own Gifts to leak out.
"Ten million gold coins, going twice."
Seeing no one participating in the bidding, Shiroyasha casually picked up the hammer and struck the table.
As a result, this dragon-slaying holy sword was sold at an extremely low price.
"What a shame. If I hadn't needed to prepare sufficient funds to buy Teacher Leticia, I definitely would've bought this dragon-slaying holy sword."
Seeing the holy sword Ascalon finally sold for ten million gold coins, Aishelia said with slight regret.
After all, among the three strongest—pure-blooded dragons, Star Spirits, and naturally born gods and buddhas—only pure-blooded dragons were the most difficult to deal with.
If she had the dragon-slaying holy sword, then dragon species wouldn't be her opponent.
Previously, when she ran for Floor Master, she lost to Dragonoid.
Demi-God bloodlines were still too weak and helpless against Dragonoid.
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Shortly after, a small blonde girl with blank eyes, wearing a black ribbon on her head and a strange dress, stepped onto the stage.
"The next auction item is: the Original Scripture candidate, Vampire Lord of Gold, first-generation Floor Master, holder of the Ophiuchus Sun Authority, Piercing Demon Lord Dracula—Leticia Draculea."
"Starting price: one million gold coins. Dare to bid."
Shiroyasha introduced the auction item's identity as usual. Yet as she spoke, she lacked enthusiasm.
Instead, she glared threateningly around at the bidders.
Whoever dared to buy this former Arcadia official—or even dared to interfere—just wait for her to come negotiate properly.
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As Leticia was brought onto the stage, in one of the anonymous booths,
Two figures in black cloaks were conversing.
"By the way, aren't you going to buy your aunt? Will you let her return to the abyss of hell? Back to that community founded by that poet?"
Chaos Demon King asked with a smile. Their funds were abundant—more than enough to buy the Divinity.
It wouldn't be difficult to take Leticia away either.
"Silence. This is Lord's will."
Lamia said indifferently.
If not for Lord's signal, how could Ouroboros allow Leticia to return?
"Sorry, I was too careless."
Chaos Demon King covered his mouth and closed his eyes. He spoke no more, quietly waiting for the Divinity auction to begin.
He knew well—there was only one existence in Ouroboros worthy of being called Lord:
The true leader of the Ouroboros alliance, the hidden controller and investor—the Cosmic Truth Two-Digit beings.
Of course, Chaos Demon King didn't dare to ask or investigate whose will it was.
Their goal was singular: to buy the Divinity.
That was enough.
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"Perseus bids one million gold coins."
Aishelia raised the owl flag and declared loudly. She didn't hide her identity.
No need to hide her identity.
"Anyone else wishing to participate in the bidding?"
Her meaning was clear. If you want to bid, prepare to be challenged by her on Athena's behalf.
This arrogant declaration made many who wanted to join the fun immediately back down.
They'd initially thought they could profit.
Now, better to just flee.
Meanwhile, Shiroyasha on the auction stage saw Aishelia's bid, and a smile appeared on her face.
She spoke extremely quickly.
"One million gold coins, once, twice, three times!!"
"Alright, let's congratulate this buyer for successfully purchasing Leticia."
Her speech was so fast that many didn't even have time to react—the auction was already over.
Shiroyasha's action was, of course, against the rules. But sorry—she was now the real rule.
The next second, Shiroyasha and Leticia instantly disappeared from the auction stage and reappeared in the booth where Aslan and Aishelia were.
"Hey? Where's the auctioneer? The Divinity auction is the main event."
"No, will this auction continue?"
"We want to file a complaint!"
"Thousand Eyes is too terrible. First threatening people, then the auctioneer just runs away?"
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When Shiroyasha left, the entire hall instantly became chaotic.
After all, they didn't dare offend Shiroyasha, a Floor Master. But Thousand Eyes... they seemed unable to offend them either.
Yet the people from Thousand Eyes clearly didn't care about the thoughts of minor Four-Digit communities below.
Shortly after, a new auctioneer came to the stage and continued hosting the auction.
Unlike the previous silence, this long-awaited Divinity auction finally became truly lively.
Bids rose one after another. Soon, bids reached tens of billions of Thousand Eyes gold coins, reaching the point where valuable Gifts were used as bids.
"Open your eyes, I..."
Seeing Leticia's blank eyes, Aslan waved his hand in front of her.
Yet Leticia's pupils didn't change at all, as if she had lost her soul.
"Enough, stop playing."
Shiroyasha saw Aslan's childish behavior and couldn't help but smack his messy hand and roll her eyes. He was grown up—why still so childish?
"Leticia, what exactly did you experience two days ago?"
"So that Arcadia could be destroyed overnight?"
Shiroyasha asked very seriously. Perhaps she could find clues about the culprit from Leticia's experience.
"I'm sorry, I don't know. I have no memories of the night two days ago."
Leticia finally snapped out of it. After answering Shiroyasha's question, she sank back into despair.
She tried to remember, but the more she tried, the more pain and despair surfaced.
Yet she couldn't find even a trace of memory from two nights ago.
Only the feeling of despair remained.
She didn't know what exactly she and her friends had experienced two days ago that left her so utterly hopeless.
But the only thing she could guess was that the culprit must have far surpassed their imagination—opponents nearly impossible to face.