"I am the auctioneer for this auction, Grandpa Lop Myers, the Grand Elder of the Council of Sages."
"Before this auction officially begins, I will read the following regulations."
"All items auctioned at the World's First Auction are provided entirely by the MC Dungeon."
"The Elven Kingdom will strictly ensure a fair and just auction process, strictly prohibiting malicious bidding, malicious price suppression, and other unfair behaviors. Violators will be expelled by the Elven Kingdom."
"Due to the special nature of the items in this auction, some items support bartering and other forms of trade."
Holding the contract paper, Lop recited the auction declaration in an orderly fashion.
Su Lin smiled and glanced at Aelita.
"I didn't expect Grandpa Lop to be so professional at this."
"Of course, Grandpa Lop has lived a long time, he knows everything!"
Su Lin had to highly agree with this point.
The advantages of long-lived races were indeed all-encompassing.
Although top powerhouses like Veronika also had long lifespans, this was something she achieved through diligent cultivation.
But Elves, from birth, had the privilege of such longevity.
"Pope, what's the first item for auction?"
Tashiniya searched around the room, wondering:
"The auctions we've attended before all had item lists. Does the World's First Auction not have one?"
"Of course not."
Su Lin chuckled softly.
The World's First Auction didn't need such a thing.
Every item that was about to be displayed here was worth spending a fortune to buy.
Otherwise, how could it have the nerve to call itself the World's First?
"You'll see if you keep watching. You won't be disappointed."
Lop's auction declaration didn't last long.
But in the hearts of those eager adventurers, it already felt quite lengthy.
Finally, Lop announced the last regulation, and the hammer struck down again.
"Above are all the terms and conditions for this World's First Auction."
"Now, I declare the World's First Auction officially open!"
As Lop's hammer struck for the third time, dazzling fireworks exploded in the vast venue.
Attentive individuals also noticed.
These fireworks didn't seem to be products of the Aetheram Continent either.
However, compared to such flashy and impractical things, they were more interested in the upcoming auction items.
As the opening highlight of the World's First Auction, the first item would definitely not be below legendary grade!
Countless adventurers craned their necks, staring intently at Lop.
But even with their preparations, they never expected it.
The Elven Kingdom actually brought out such a powerful weapon first!
"Presenting the first item, a Netherite enchanted armor set and a Netherite enchanted sword!"
"Boom!"
As the words fell, the atmosphere in the venue instantly ignited.
Many adventurers in the private boxes stood up, disregarding their image, pressing their eyes against the glass, wishing they could fly onto the stage for a closer look.
From the side of the auction hall, several Elf Soldiers walked out, pushing armor stands.
A mysterious purple light enveloped the entire armor set, its aura contained but not yet released, yet powerful adventurers immediately sensed it.
"An inscription almost akin to a law! It's definitely an inscription almost akin to a law!"
Hiron was almost frantic, clinging to the glass, staring obsessively at the Netherite armor set.
"The Elven Kingdom actually put out this top-tier legendary equipment set first!"
Fatz's expression was solemn.
"This only means that this item can't even make it into the top five of this auction—"
"Incredible equipment!"
Hiron was somewhat restless.
After close contact, only craftsmen like him could understand how incredible this equipment set was.
Those seemingly conflicting yet perfectly integrated inscriptions, almost akin to laws, resided harmoniously on the same piece of equipment.
Such a technique, at least the Dwarf Empire couldn't achieve it.
"A forging craftsmanship almost akin to a god— ...Damn it! Only by getting my hands on something like this can I truly understand its power!"
Upon hearing this, not to mention Fatz, even Gahaffa's heart trembled.
He quickly held Hiron back.
"Don't mess around, there are countless Council of Sages members patrolling here."
"I understand!"
Hiron took a deep breath and looked at Fatz.
The latter gave a wry smile and nodded slightly.
"Don't worry, I'll do my best."
The Elves pushed the Netherite armor set very slowly, seemingly taking a long century to reach Lop's side.
The adventurers' fiery and greedy gazes shifted to Lop.
Lop, however, unhurriedly began his introduction.
"Regarding the information on the Netherite enchanted armor set, I'm sure you've all memorized it by heart these past few days. If so, I won't introduce the enchantment entries further."
"To ensure you have the most intuitive understanding of how the Netherite enchanted armor set enhances strength, next, our soldiers will demonstrate it."
With that, Lop clapped his hands.
A soldier wearing the same equipment strode onto the stage.
His professional level was unreservedly displayed before everyone—a Lv40 warrior.
But that wasn't important. What was important was that the Elven Kingdom actually used legendary equipment of this level on a soldier!
Adventurers knew that since the Elven Kingdom dared to put it up for auction, they must have a lot of stock.
But they never expected—
Their stock was so plentiful that even ordinary soldiers could be armed?
This was legendary equipment that even Lv90 powerhouses would desire!
Lop slowly floated up, looking at the other Elders.
A moment later, the Elders all raised their hands, and an indestructible magic barrier enveloped the entire high platform.
Then, a Lv67 Gargoyle was thrown in.
Clearly, this was a friendly offering from Hilulele.
After all, with a dragon, she no longer cared for such fragile little things.
Adventurers couldn't sit still, one by one they stood up, craning their necks to peer over.
It was clear that this Lv40 Elf Soldier was going to use this legendary equipment set to cross a 27-level chasm and slay this Gargoyle.
Legendary equipment could indeed allow one to fight above their level, but—
With such a high-level suppression, even legendary equipment would be hard-pressed!
But this thought didn't last long before the adventurers were dumbfounded.
The Gargoyle's attacks on the Elf Soldier couldn't even break through its defenses.
Even attacking the limb areas not covered by armor was blocked by an inexplicable barrier.
Even the Gargoyle's troublesome petrification magic, when it encountered that equipment set, had its magical power inexplicably weakened significantly.
Logically speaking, a Lv67 Gargoyle could petrify dozens of Lv40 Elves with a single spell, but even repeatedly casting that magic,
It could only slightly slow down the Elf's movements.
It couldn't even achieve localized petrification.
The Elf Soldier had not received attack orders, merely standing quietly, allowing the Gargoyle to attack.
The Gargoyle was like a furiously impotent bear cub, punching and kicking the Elf Soldier.
The damage was not great, the insult—
Was entirely borne by the Gargoyle itself.
After a long while, Lop nodded, signaling, and the Elf Soldier counterattacked like a storm.
First strike, the Gargoyle's sharp claws were severed, and its highly fire-resistant stone body ignited with flames.
Second strike, the Gargoyle's legs and wings were cleanly cut off.
Third strike, the Gargoyle fell motionless, dropping two Gargoyle hearts.
"This actually works?!"
At this moment, countless adventurers began to curse in exasperation.
Leaving aside the fact that the opponent, spanning a 27-level gap, couldn't break their defense and was cut down in three strikes.
Just the hearts—what kind of Gargoyle has two hearts!
The sword's plundering enchantment was too unreasonable, wasn't it?
Is this plundering?
This is clearly creating something out of nothing!
This Plundering Sword truly creates wealth from wealth!
Lop floated down, and the Elf Soldier also quietly exited the stage.
Looking at the adventurers below, all with faces of existential doubt, Lop smiled gently.
"This is the Netherite enchanted equipment, possessing powerful all-around protection without blind spots, and a plundering power that defies the laws of nature. According to our tests, even a Lv80 Crusader Knight, wearing this set of equipment, is sufficient to suppress a Crusader Knight above Lv90."
"Furthermore, this equipment has excellent magic resistance, which you have already witnessed."
"I can guarantee that adventurers above Lv65 wearing this equipment set can directly rival legendary adventurers above Lv85."
"In other words, this equipment set is enough to forge a legend!"
The already suppressed passion was instantly ignited by Lop's words.
No one doubted the outrageousness of this equipment anymore.
Just the plundering enchantment alone was enough to drive all adventurers mad.
What's more...
An equipment set that allows a Lv65 professional to forge a legend, what if a stronger person wears it?
The continent's limit?
Or a powerhouse beyond the limit?
Let alone adventurers, even various nations would not refuse the temptation of a limit-breaking powerhouse being born.
Fatz clearly saw that the official from the Olyana Kingdom, temporarily affiliated with the Golden Village, was already impatiently reaching for his pocket.
A single legendary equipment set might not move nations, but this kind of law-class equipment, which is sure to create a national pillar powerhouse, is completely worth fighting for.
This is no longer just equipment; this is national destiny. If the plundering enchantment can create Gargoyle hearts out of nothing, then when they use that sword to kill top-tier magic beasts above Lv90 in the Dungeon, how many extremely rare materials will drop?
This is purely a strategic weapon!
Fatz understood that this equipment set was already out of reach for adventurers.
Nations were destined not to let go of this equipment set; for adventurers, whoever took it would die.
From a national perspective, the significance of this item was enough to call it a demigod-tier item, above legendary.
"Elder Lop, may we begin the auction?"
On the second floor, an aged voice sounded, making many people's hearts skip a beat.
That was the Fourth Seat of the Magic Dynasty's Twelve Magic Seal, and also the Vice Dean of the Midgard Magic Academy.
The Lv91 legendary spatial mage—Archmage Garon.
"Even Dean Garon has come—"
Fatz sighed deeply, looking at the dejected Hiron.
"I'm sorry, Hiron, this, we can't afford it—"
Hiron closed his eyes, his beard trembling. After a long while, he nodded dejectedly.
In fact, he had also realized that equipment of this caliber could no longer be described as merely legendary.
They couldn't afford it, nor could they keep it.
Indeed, it was better to look at the subsequent diamond equipment. Analyzing from the perspective of the Netherite armor set, the enchantment entries of the diamond equipment would probably also be legendary-worthy.
Lop and Garon exchanged glances from afar. They were old acquaintances, both dealing with spatial magic, but their relationship was generally neutral.
With a light chuckle, Lop shook his head and said:
"Please wait a moment. Allow me to finish the introduction."
"The origin of the Netherite armor set is also very special."
"It originates from a special floor of the MC Dungeon, the Nether, and is upgraded from an extremely rare and special alloy found in the Nether."
"Of course, compared to calling it the Nether, we prefer to call it by another name."
Pausing, Lop smiled meaningfully.
"Nether—"