The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Dolly closed his eyes, focusing a small portion of his attention below, cultivating while pondering some matters.

Upon reaching the fourth level, besides accumulating magical power, one begins to delve into the essence of their own meditation technique, understanding the path of heaven and earth.

For example, the Son of Storms element that he cultivates, the formed magical illusion is still illusory. To reach the fifth level, he needs to materialize the Storm element, truly achieving a substantial Storm element. At that time, he can directly summon the power of the storm, forming a large-scale storm to inflict devastating blows on the target.

At the same time, the essence of the wind, lightning, and water elements also needs to be deeply explored, further expanding his perception and research of them.

Dolly had a very clear idea of the path ahead.

About two hours passed, and the finished alchemical tools were finally sold out. Among them, the highest-grade eighth-level armor sold for an astronomical price of thirty million gold coins.

Next, it was time for the various raw materials.

"Fifth-level fine iron, two hundred kilograms, starting price of one hundred thousand gold coins."

"One hundred and ten thousand."

"One hundred and twenty thousand."

…

"Two hundred thousand."

"Sold."

"A complete fifth-level Gale Tiger pelt, without any wounds, starting price of ten thousand gold coins."

"Twelve thousand."

…

Dolly had saved some money recently, but it was only a few hundred thousand gold coins. Some of these things looked good, but they weren't what he needed, so he needed to be patient.

Soon after, it was time for the potion section.

Starting from the fifth level, all the way to the sixth level, before long, two bottles of sixth-level mental power potions were up for sale.

"Three bottles will be auctioned together, starting price of forty-five thousand gold coins."

Under normal circumstances, a bottle of sixth-level mental power potion would cost at most ten thousand gold coins, but this guy started at fifteen thousand gold coins, which made Dolly feel a little heartache.

The people in the hall were silent, and the people in the various private rooms began to compete.

"Fifty thousand gold coins."

"Fifty-five thousand."

…

"Seventy thousand gold coins." Dolly shouted with pain, this was more than double the price.

After seventy thousand gold coins, there were only two people left bidding. One of them was relentlessly pursuing.

"Seventy-five thousand."

"Eighty thousand."

Dolly thought for a moment and shouted directly, "Ninety thousand."

Both of them stopped talking, this had seriously exceeded the scope of a sixth-level potion. At this time, Dolly's heart was bleeding, and he spent three times the price to buy it.

How hateful, after refining them in the future, he would throw them all here and let them snatch them, Dolly felt a little resentful in his heart.

After snatching it, the entire auction had nothing to do with him, but Dolly was still a little curious and wanted to see what the elves looked like.

The auction of potions took a long time. Strength potions, agility potions, and Qi and blood potions were praised by warrior professions, while wizard potions were praised by rich people and nobles in the private rooms. For a time, the atmosphere was very intense.

Dolly was also rendered speechless by the rich people of Wassenberg, they really had a lot of money. However, these high-level potions were expensive, but they couldn't be bought in other places, only here.

After the potions were finished, there were various rare materials. Dolly had seen dragon claws and dragon teeth on the material list, and they were also here. He sighed in his heart, Wassenberg was Wassenberg, and everything could be found.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was the final stage, auctioning slaves of various races.

At this time, the atmosphere of the auction reached a climax. Many people were waiting for this moment. Whether it was dwarves or other races, or elves, they were all extremely useful. Dwarves were natural blacksmiths, and buying them back could forge weapons and armor, while elves were natural nature-affinity people. As long as they were trained well, they would be natural mages and archers.

Of course, elves as a race were all female. Most people bought them back to do that kind of thing. The inferiority of the human race was undoubtedly reflected at this moment.

Dolly adjusted his sitting posture and looked towards the hall.

At this time, a wooden cage was pushed out from behind and came to the middle of the hall.

First, the dwarves appeared, two by two for auction.

These two were slightly older elders, both male, but it did not affect everyone's enthusiasm at all. As soon as he opened his mouth, it was five hundred thousand gold coins.

It was someone from the luxury private room on the fifth floor who spoke.

Hearing this quote, most people shook their heads, and only two or three people on the same floor continued to quote.

Dolly didn't listen to the quote, but carefully observed the dwarves.

Although he could occasionally see them on the streets outside, it was the first time he had seen them being held in cages for people to admire.

The height of the dwarves was only half that of ordinary humans, the highest being only one meter two, but their horizontal development was very powerful. Their legs were thick, their arms were strong, and they could easily lift a hammer weighing more than fifty kilograms. These two elderly dwarves looked like they hadn't eaten well for a long time, and were skin and bones from hunger, but they still looked very strong.

Big beards, messy hair, full of dirt, dull eyes, rough and dark skin, as if dehydrated.

Dolly shook his head and sighed in his heart.

This was the disadvantage of having low strength, now they were reduced to slaves, unable to control even their own freedom.

The auction of the dwarves was not very intense, because the price was very high, only two or three people quoted, and they were quickly sold.

Next, the second batch, the third batch.

Next were the werewolves.

Dolly often saw werewolves. When these races didn't transform, they were almost identical to the human race and couldn't be distinguished at all, but once they transformed, their body shape would change, they would have great strength, sharp teeth, and a bloodthirsty state. They were a very terrible race. This race was generally used as guards or assassins.

The werewolf auction was also extremely competitive, and they were quickly divided up.

At this time, the atmosphere of the auction reached a climax, because the last item had arrived, the auction of elves.

There were only two elves, both female, and they were auctioned separately.

When the auctioneer's last word fell, the venue suddenly became unusually quiet.

When the wooden cage with the magic circle was pushed into the hall, a burst of wailing and howling sounds suddenly broke out around, strange laughter, playful laughter, and lewd laughter.

At this time, Dolly was also staring intently at the bottom.

His eyes were also straight, because this elf was too beautiful.

Smooth and fair skin, almost without a single flaw, seemed to be breakable by blowing, delicate, and smooth. The exposed thighs and arms were round and rolling. Just looking at them made people feel itchy. Her face was also very perfect, the proportions were very appropriate. There was no trace of fat, fair and smooth, and her pitiful eyes made people can't help but feel a sense of protection.

She curled up in the cage, hugging her thighs with both hands, completely blocking her chest, leaning against the edge of the cage, drooping, and unable to see her figure, but just relying on her exposed arms and slender thighs, she knew that her height was not low.

There was a magic circle suppressing the outside of the cage. This elf completely lost her power and had almost no power to resist, allowing everyone around to look at her body.

Dolly sighed.

For humans, figure and appearance are terrible weapons and the capital to stand on, but for these alien races, this is the root of their pain, because they are not the same race, no one will deliberately praise them, only plunder them.