Chapter 43: Shocking Change

The Holy See of Light is located on the west side of the mainland, with a huge power, radiating nearly 70% of human countries. As long as any country has a Holy See branch, it will definitely develop hundreds of thousands of believers.

Because of this, the Holy See's financial resources are abundant.

It is no exaggeration to say that its true strength is stronger than any empire on the mainland.

Logically speaking, the Holy See has set up an institution that specializes in studying magic potions. In addition, over the past few hundred years, the Holy See has passed down countless classics. It should be impossible for the formula of this potion to be without.

So everyone was puzzled.

Did the people in the Holy See really lose the formula for the gifted potion?

If they also bid for this potion, perhaps this only statement would work.

"Three million gold coins, three million gold coins, are there any higher ones!" Seeing the people from the Holy See the appearance of the Holy See, the auctioneer's body couldn't help but tremble and continued to shout.

It is rumored that the people in the Holy See advocate peace on the surface, but in fact they are extremely domineering in secret. This auctioneer has heard several colleagues crying about the people in the Holy See who forced to buy and sell at an auction.

Fortunately, I am working for this Shang Alliance Empire, otherwise I might have encountered such unlucky things today.

Yes, even the Holy See of Light would not dare to provoke it easily.

In addition, with so many imperial forces sitting here today, they should not dare to do anything wrong, right? He comforted himself in his heart, and his tense body gradually relaxed.

Everyone below gradually became silent about the participation of the Holy See in the Light!

The unsuccessful business is a matter of righteousness. This sentence is still good in business, but it is not valid at auction. At auction, there are only opponents or enemies!

Yes, they were all thinking at this time that compared to the value of a bottle of potion, it may be unpaid for offending the Holy See! What's more, the chances of the potion being able to create a sword saint or a Dharma saint are limited. People are like this. When there is hope, their thoughts will tend to be good and they will work hard to achieve them! Without hope, they will not find problems by themselves, but will think in despair. It is not their own problem, but things are too difficult to achieve and the success rate is too low.

Let me ask, they had no chance of success of the magic potion just now, and this question was kept in mind, but as soon as the people from the Holy See came out, they subconsciously chose to escape and even made excuses for their behavior.

But they dare not, but they cannot express that others dare not.

"Three million and one hundred thousand!"

In Room 4 of Destiny, the Sith shouted.

He did not take the people of the Holy See seriously. As a Dharma Saint, even if he couldn't beat him, it wouldn't be a problem to run away. Not to mention that behind him, there was a Flan Empire to support him.

In the Fran Empire, most people believe in the Holy See of Light, but the Holy See of Ice and Snow.

The Flan Empire was located in the far north, and it was a country like ice and snow. The reason why it was not invaded by the Holy See of Light was because the ice and snow they believed there was the most powerful force.

"Four million!" The people of the Holy See of Light were worthy of being rich and generous, and shouted again in a relaxed tone.

Sith was calm on the surface, but in fact he was so anxious. His money was not much. The price was getting higher and higher, and the possibility of his magic potion was getting lower and lower.

"Four million first time..."

"Five million!"

Suddenly, in a corner, someone covered his whole body in a black robe shouted.

Obviously, everyone did not notice this corner. At this time, everyone's eyes swept over and found that there were two men in black robes sitting in the upper left corner.

"Deacon, the elder has told us to keep a low profile!"

"I just can't stand the people of the Holy See in the Light!"

"But……"

"Shut up! Do you still need to teach me what I do?"

"yes!"

...

"Five million, the VIPs there are bidding for five million, are there any higher ones!"

"Five million and one hundred thousand!" the Sith shouted again.

At this time, he hated the man in black. No one had ever bid, so he was the only one who was fighting with the people from the Holy See of Light, but when this person appeared, the price rose sharply again.

"Six million!" After pausing, the people from the Holy See shouted again.

The Red-robed Archbishop looked down and turned around and whispered a few times to a holy knight. The holy knight walked downstairs, but when his feet just stepped down the stairs, he was stunned.

It turned out that the two men in black robe had lost their traces in their original corner at some time.

"Six million and one hundred thousand!" cried the Sith.

The budget in his pocket was almost insufficient, maybe not enough, he would have called it twice.

"Seven million!" Just as he thought this way, the people of the Holy See immediately shouted again, not giving the Sith a chance to take a breath.

There was no way, the Sith could only continue to rise again in anger.

Among them, it may be because of the lack of money in the Sith's pocket, and the general of the Fran Empire also helped him increase the price. However, unfortunately, they still couldn't fight against the Holy See. In the end, the Holy See took down the bottle of gift potion for 11 million yuan.

"Well, this mission has been achieved!"

"Congratulations to the Bishop, taking this bottle of potion back is a great achievement!"

"Yes!" Although I wanted to keep my majestic appearance, I couldn't help but feel joy in my heart. The old man in red robe still smiled.

Yes, the Holy See is working hard to develop first-level gift potions, but because some records in the church are not complete, the people in the institute suggested that there is a gift potion made by others as a reference to see if some key points can be found out from it.

For this matter, the Holy See has been searching for the potion for several years, and finally, the matter was done by itself. Even as the bishop of the Red Robe, he couldn't help but feel proud.

He was already imagining the generous rewards he might receive after bringing back the potion.

"One thousand one million!"

Big Bear was so shocked by this number that he was almost dizzy.

Originally, he thought the young master would be like this, but what he saw on his face was indifferent, as if this thousand million was not what he had obtained.

Yes, this number is nothing to Li Cha. If he hadn't been reborn and had his strength recovered, he would not have short of money at all. Money would be just a noun in his heart, and it would have no meaning in his heart.

Merlin was not surprised by this number. For him, a magician, the gift of potions was absolutely priceless. If he hadn't had that much money, he would have had a fight.

Now he is just curious about Li Cha's mystery, which makes him stare at Li Cha's back after the auction.

Maybe because of sensing something, Li Cha also turned his head and looked at him.

Li Cha felt that it was necessary to have a good talk with Meilin about some things...

...

After the auction of the gift potion, there were still a few bottles of magic potion left. Although Li Cha thought these were just ordinary goods, it also caused a large group of nobles to compete for the auction.

After a lot of competition, the auction finally ended. I was moved by this tortuous and bizarre auction, and everyone left their seats in sighs and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A deafening explosion suddenly came from behind the auction, and then the earth shook a few times...
Chapter completed!