The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Dore felt that Tu Lu was making a fuss, but seeing him like this, it seemed that something was about to happen, just not knowing if it was a big deal or a small one.

Just then, he raised his head and looked up. In the high-end private rooms above, people seemed to be entering in large numbers.

In just a short minute, it seemed like a dozen or so people had entered, and each of these dozen or so people had an incredibly powerful aura. Although they were all good at disguise, and others couldn't sense anything, Dore could sense it clearly. These dozen or so people who came in were all at least at the ninth level, or even the Law level. The only question was what rules they had mastered and how much power they possessed.

His expression was slightly dazed. Was this divine thing really that powerful?

These people are really crazy.

Just then, Tu Lu seemed to sense something and suddenly said softly, "Actually, divinity isn't famous for filtering impurities from faith, but because most of the Godheads have already been found. There are almost no Godheads left outside. Either they have already been mastered by someone, just hidden away secretly. If this divinity appears and is sensed to not belong to any god, then there is a high probability of finding the hiding place of the Godhead through the divinity. This allows one to become a god."

Dore suddenly understood. Only then did he feel like he understood why these ninth-level experts would come to compete. So, the most fundamental function of divinity is to find the Godhead?

If it was a Godhead, then it would be too important. Becoming a god means eternal life, becoming a god means authority, becoming a god means being above all others, controlling the fate of countless living beings.

A god.

Dore's heart stirred. He slowly opened his mouth, "Under normal circumstances, how much money would this kind of divinity sell for?"

Tu Lu shook his head, "Under normal circumstances, it would be traded using a ratio of one to ten thousand high-grade compressed magic crystals, probably around one hundred million high-grade compressed magic crystals. You can imagine it."

Dore's eyes suddenly glazed over. This was actually ten thousand times the difference compared to an eighth-level potion. This was too terrifying. High-grade compressed magic crystals, what are those? He felt that the people he was contacting and the seeds he was releasing all seemed a bit low-end?

Magic crystals can be compressed?

When Tu Lu saw Dore's face of a country bumpkin, an excited look appeared on his face, and he said, "You don't even know this, do you? Where did you live before?"

Dore said with a sullen face, "Don't mention it, a small place. I only left after reaching the eighth level. Let's not talk about it."

Tu Lu said with a smug look, "Don't be inferior first. There are many secrets in this world. There are things I don't know either. I don't understand the Laws, not even one. As for the fighting, you'll know in a moment. The First Auction House is going to cause a big mess again this time. I'm afraid the matter behind it is not simple. Perhaps it's the imperial capital testing the ability of the Fief Prince."

Dore fell silent.

Because there was a catalog, the people in the private rooms above were very silent, and almost no sound came out. The people in the hall below didn't know anything, and it was a harmonious scene. Some people were communicating and talking across the air, a lively scene.

At this time, Tu Lu saw Dore's gaze, glanced down, and curled his lips, "Actually, low-level people are quite good. It's a good thing not to know anything. Ignorance is a kind of happiness."

He sighed and sat on the stool, carefully looking at other things.

Dore didn't speak. Tu Lu was carefree every day and was an optimist.

However, Dore clearly felt a strong sense of oppression coming from above. This was the ninth-level experts fighting each other.

Dore felt the exaggeration of the big world for the first time. A small Woundless City actually had so many experts. This was too brutal.

But speaking of which, the population of the big world is so large, even according to the proportion, it is understandable that Woundless City has so many ninth-level experts, not to mention that there are ninth-level experts from other places. These ninth-level experts may be from the entire Woundless Province.

Such a large area, so many ninth-level experts, represents how many forces, families, or some large private enterprise companies and groups, etc., are all possible.

Very scary and very realistic.

A fragment of divinity has attracted so many people, which is still worth seeing. If a fight breaks out later, it is estimated that the two systems of the government and the military of Woundless City, along with the people of Woundless City, will suffer.

However, seeing Tu Lu's smiling face, he was not too nervous. It was estimated that even if a fight broke out, it would not be a big problem, and there might be some special fighting methods.

Dore pondered.

After about a minute, the auctioneer named Claude returned to the stage. He still stood on the stage with a smile, and then a waiter came up with a plate.