Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen

He knew this very well. Wasn't it used to sleep with Anasta's "corpse"? Every time before going to bed, Fenmu would comfortably rub against her beautiful body, which was completely black. It is no wonder that Master Anna would say it is an "interesting" thing as a historical witness.

When Fenmu finally "farewelled" her with a water burial, she used this coffin. Why was it treated as a treasure and a miracle? !

Regardless of whether it was an ordinary seat or a VIP seat, there were voices of shock and exclamation one after another:

"Yes, I did feel a faint breath of death. Did you see the wooden shelf holding the coffin? It was even withering and decaying!"

"Divinity? What is divinity? Is it because my realm is not enough? I only feel the palpitations of death!"

"A brand new coffin that exudes the divinity of death. What does this mean? A divine skeleton once appeared and then was stolen? There is definitely a huge secret hidden in it!"

"Damn it! The most valuable remains of the gods are gone. I don't know if they were lucky, but ordinary people may not be able to bear such a strong divinity. How could they be stolen?"

"But the only remaining ancient divine coffin is enough. This Hundred Faces Chamber of Commerce is really ridiculously generous!"

Listening to the waves of discussion, Fenmu almost burst into tears. Isn't this the box where he and his master used to sleep?

No, this coffin must be taken down, otherwise it will be sucked by these people in the future? This is all the smell left when he rubbed Master!

He glanced at the maid who had no idea but thought she was very powerful with a dead look, and said firmly:

"I will take this coffin no matter what!"

Chapter 31 Legendary Weapon Wholesaler

The Queen of Light Elf's beautiful eyes were shocked, and she looked at the coffin with brilliant green eyes.

If others only have a rough idea of ​​divinity, then her feeling about divinity is much clearer, because the purest breath in the Forest of All Things is similar and close to the origin of the world.

Some people may think that this breath of death is left behind by the collapse of the gods, but the Queen of Light Elf can conclude that the god of this breath is definitely a god related to death.

This coffin is not the bearer of the death of the god, on the contrary, it is the proof of the existence of the god!

But one thing was strange. She felt that this breath seemed familiar, as if it had been close to her before, but she couldn't remember the details.

"Have I ever had a brush with divinity?" The Queen of Light Elf was puzzled and murmured to herself in disbelief: "It is impossible for me to forget such an important thing. No, I must buy this coffin! "

At this time, the bidding has begun.

"Five hundred thousand! I am bound to get this divine coffin!" In the ordinary seats, a demi-human who had never shown off before stood up suddenly.

"Shame on you, how much do I think you shouted, seven hundred thousand!" A sarcastic comment came from somewhere.

Nowadays, no one dares to follow up on the price just to cause trouble. If you are not careful, you may be involved in it for the rest of your life. Those who have the confidence to bid will more or less understand the importance of divinity to them.

The problem that many people face is the lack of inheritance and the lack of guidance to continue to rise. However, if you can always realize the divinity, it will definitely be beneficial and harmless. Even if you really can’t realize anything, you can always use it as forging materials. With divinity Is it better to use coffins as materials instead of old trees cut down from old forests?

Priceless treasure!

"I offer 750,000. I am a dwarf craftsman from the black volcanic zone. The forging ability of the dwarves is obvious to all. The common forging techniques you have now are more or less related to the dwarves. If others buy it, they will definitely hide it. If you use it in bed, the dwarves can at least turn it into forging raw materials. Everyone has a share, and I hope everyone can do it." A sturdy dwarf with a helmet on his head began to reason.

But Fen Mu smiled disdainfully at this statement, purely because he wanted to gain popularity for himself. Regardless of whether the dwarves have the ability to create a divine weapon, even if they can create it, will the price really be such that "everyone has a share"?

This is impossible.

"One million!" The Queen of Light Elf didn't want to wait for the follow-up price, so she directly crushed him with a huge price.

Fen Muxin said that the elves are really rich, but that's right. They probably spent a lot of money secretly selling the mother spring in the past. In addition, the various specialties of the elves have the characteristics of rich spiritual energy, which is good for those who practice magic. This mouthful.

He Fenmu really couldn't come up with one million in cash. Such a large amount of money was not something he, a person who likes to scavenge for trash, could have. Even if he added up all the coins he had collected so far, he probably wouldn't be able to come up with it. Five hundred thousand.

"Nana's, I slept in the coffin, but I couldn't even afford it." Fenmu scratched her head depressedly, and then waved to the nun waiting behind her.

After the nun came over, she bowed slightly to greet her and asked, "Master Fenmu, do you have any instructions?"

"You can only bid in cash?" Fenmu paid attention to the scene and found that there were still people shouting at the Queen of Light Elf, and she was temporarily relieved.

It would be funny if the bidding ended while he was consulting about the situation.

"Although there are no clear regulations, this is the theory, unless a replacement with clear circulation value can be produced," the nun said.

Rachel didn't know why Fenmu cared about this coffin. She thought he saw the material on it and advised: "Fenmu, this thing may not be as valuable as you think. I just felt it again. The breath on it It’s a bit familiar, a bit like the aura of the Kingdom of God.”

That's not a question of resemblance, it's simply the aura of Anastasia herself!

The bidding voices gradually decreased, leaving only two voices competing. One was the Queen of Light Elf next door, and the other was the foreigner in the ordinary seats.

"One hundred and seventy-three million!" The Light Elf Queen gritted her teeth. She had already accepted the limit that the Light Elf clan could bear.

Although it can be added, it is not worth it to take this coffin at the cost of affecting the financial situation of the clan.

The daughter Bella beside her, as the financial controller, was heartbroken and kept urging her mother to save money.

However, after feeling that no one was bidding, Bella's pressure suddenly disappeared. The current price, at worst, will tighten the waist for two years, which is acceptable!

"One hundred and seventy-three million for the first time..." The emcee didn't dare to shout. She knew that someone was still worrying about the price. The higher the transaction price, the more commission the church would get. .

Bella mentally greeted the brightly dressed female emcee on the stage, almost giving her a villain curse on the spot.

"One million seven hundred and thirty thousand for the second time..."

Fenmu placed the seductive and fragrant maid next to him, stood up and asked: "Does the church accept high-level relic-level weapons, armors and the like for auction as equivalents? One hundred thousand for weapons and one hundred and fifty thousand for armor." , can you accept it?”

There was a lot of discussion in the audience. It was normal for people who couldn't afford cash at this auction to try to use treasures as collateral. It was just that this person's tone was too confident, and there were many doubts:

"The average price of high-level relic-level weapons and armor in black market auctions outside is usually 300,000 yuan for weapons and 200,000 yuan for armor. Is this person deliberately low?"

"Did you notice that when all of them are weapons, he only counts 200,000 for one item, so he has to take out at least nine to keep up with the price of 1.73 million. Who can get so many? Cabbage?”

The dwarf craftsman, who was previously shocked by the million-dollar price and was completely silenced, pointed out the reason for this: "It is possible to get nine pieces, provided that he comes from a place where forging is prevalent, because the dwarves have made great progress in the past two years. The production of relics has been increased, but only four have been produced in the past two years."

"Four pieces?! It seems that Dawn of the Gods will also affect forging. In the past, relic-level items were hard to find. It seems that forging legendary-level items is just around the corner!"

The hostess hesitated for a moment, but she still made the decision without permission. The church bought relic-level weapons and armor. It was a sure-profit deal, and it was great for oneself, but you had to ask for details, like knights. The armor will be much more expensive than the average price.

From her position, she could not clearly see the faces inside the VIP seats. She could only see the general outline and hear the voices clearly. The hostess confirmed: "Excuse me, how many relics do you want to exchange? What specific weapons and armors are there? "

The Queen of Light Elf had a gloomy expression, and she was naturally unhappy because she was interrupted by this Fenmu "for the third time". However, what the other party said was very interesting. Are you going to trade it with the relic level? Can he give so much?

"I can help you customize whatever type of relic the church wants. It can even be stamped with the emblem of the parish. No matter what type it is, the price is 200,000 per piece. You only need to wait one night for delivery." Fen Mu Congrong said, his tone extremely confident and determined.

When these words are heard by others, the reaction without exception is: This person is crazy!

"Do you think relic-level leeks are leeks? If you plant them in the morning, you can cut them at night?" The dwarf asked with his middle finger raised, and he was really angry. This man was simply slandering the value of relic-level forged objects. No craftsman can do that. Swallow this breath.

The dwarf's words also made the auction house burst into laughter.

The Queen of Light Elf didn't want to be delayed and said: "Your Excellency, please don't cause trouble. Miss Master of Ceremonies, if there is nothing else, please continue bidding!"

Fenmu shrugged and said loudly again: "Forget it, you are right, nine relics in one night is not suitable, it is quite tiring. How about changing to a legendary one?"

From his private dreamland, he took out the recently completed Stranger Shadowless series of weapons, the legendary staff, the straight sword, and the "little broken book" that Rachel temporarily handed over.

Fenmu displayed these weapons suspended in the palm of his hand like a wholesaler. Spiritual energy was injected into them. Their gorgeous and dazzling appearance was as dazzling as the stars. The breath of legendary weapons suddenly swayed. The nearest light elf mother and daughter He looked at Fenmu dumbfounded.

"Now do you think I'm qualified enough?" he laughed.

Chapter 32 Got it

This small episode soon became the main theme of the auction.

Legendary weapons, they must be fake, right? You just took out a few of them casually? This is the confusion in the hearts of everyone present. It is not that they don’t want to believe it, but that it is too contrary to common sense!

With Fenmu's permission, the auction house quickly turned into an exhibition where onlookers could watch legendary weapons at close range. However, they only gave one of the staffs to the emcee for display, and those who participated in the auction watched closely below. .

Many people shouted at the top of their lungs to ask the emcee to come closer. They wanted to see the details.

Although the staff is not a weapon for many people, everyone's desire for the legendary level is similar.

The one who has the most say is undoubtedly the dwarf craftsman. His forging strength has reached the level of probability of casting relics. Anyone who walks into the Granville Forging Guild is a role that makes the president unable to hold his head up. He cannot directly "identify" weapons like Fenmu, but he can detect the approximate age of the weapons.

The dwarves all said that he was born to be a craftsman, and his parents even gave him a hopeful name - Hammer Hobert.

"This weapon was born less than a month ago! It was actually just released not long ago, and how on earth did it achieve this appearance!"

Foreigners who know something about the Hammer Dwarf have no doubts about his comments. This is his innate talent. Some people thought of the sound of hammering that echoed over Church City a few nights ago:

"You think...could it be the sound of iron striking?"

"It's possible!" Someone agreed: "I thought it was very noisy at the time, but now that I think about it, it was probably about forging legendary weapons. Oh my god, can forging legendary weapons cause such an exaggerated noise?"

"Stupid! That sound of hammering is called noisy? That's called Kongming! It's more rhythmic than the tinkling sound of the waterfall in the forest!"

Dwarf Hammer just arrived in Church City today. He didn’t understand what the people around him were saying. He just felt that he had missed something very important:

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand it at all? Tell me what the sound of iron is at night!"

The Queen of Light Elf looked at the gorgeous and dazzling legendary staff, her beautiful eyes under the mask were brilliant, and she unconsciously held her breath while staring.

The elves have their own legendary weapons, but they are gifts from the Forest of All Things. They belong to neither light elves nor dark elves. They can only be taken out and used at specific times. The staff is the most traditional warlock weapon of the elves. .

It is impossible to say that she has no idea about the coquettish and profound staff above it at the moment.

The plump and mature light elf queen glanced at Fenmu secretly from the corner of her eye. She also noticed the sound of iron forging that night. It was very mysterious. If Fenmu did not lie, then he really had the ability to forge legendary weapons. Ability, and he can forge several of them in one night!

Some people had previously ridiculed him as a joke when he helped the church customize nine relics in one night, but they did not expect that he was serious. Even nine relics were not enough in front of a legendary.

Under the temptation of legendary weapons, some people naturally couldn't sit still. There were wealthy businessmen and local tyrants present, but there was also no shortage of people with extraordinary strength. It was inevitable that they would have their own thoughts.

If I could grab that legendary weapon, then my combat power would probably be beyond imagination...

Fen Mu stretched out his hand to grab it, and the phantom light on the staff disappeared, flew from the hand of the hostess into Fen Mu's palm, and took it back into his private dream:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. My maid is Rachel, the one who is at the peak of the eighth level. You can weigh it yourself... Well, it seems that no one is following the price? Then this coffin belongs to me. Now, the church will hold a meeting to discuss whether to have nine relic-level weapons or one legendary-level weapon."

"Follow the price? Who can afford it!" Someone in the ordinary seats whispered, but it was low enough that anyone could hear.

The Queen of Light Elf pursed her lips and twitched the corners of her mouth slightly. She knew that she was a bit rude, but she really did not have the capital to continue bidding.

Seeing that no one was making any noise, Fenmu took the coffin over. This was actually quite a bad rule. The auction house was not a vegetable market, and you couldn't just take it after the auction, but Fenmu's situation was special.

"What's the name of that staff?" Dwarf Hammer went crazy with excitement. Seeing a legendary staff with his own eyes was the pursuit of the dwarves.

"The Stranger Wuying series... the small broken staff." Fenmu hesitated for a moment, then added: "It's not a joke."

"What the hell is this name? It's such a waste!" Bella couldn't help complaining, she was also very coveted for that staff, and it was a pity that such a dazzling staff had such a name by its forger.

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central parish

The long table in the ceremony hall was full of seats, but there was silence.

The fortune tellers of the Starry Sky Diocese are responsible for "broadcasting" the situation of the auction, especially the last auction item. The bishops want to know whose hands it fell into, and then ask the Starry Sky Bishop to divine that person's fate and look at the coffin. How will the divinity of God change that person's destiny.

Until the Queen of Light Elf's bidding reaches the stage of victory, the bishops can accept it and even take it for granted.

Only the Queen of Light Elf who captured the trajectory of divinity knows the value of divine attachments best. The only pity is that even the Starry Sky Bishop cannot observe her fate.

Because of lack of strength.

Now the major dioceses of the Zhengshen Church have a new classification method in the eyes of outsiders. One is the Judgment Diocese, and the other is other dioceses. The former has eight levels, while the latter has at most seven and a half levels. Starry Sky Parish If the bishop cannot divine the Queen of Light Elf, there is nothing he can do.

But with Fenmu's voice, the direction of the auction changed, and these normally calm and profound bishops were no longer able to remain calm.

Accept customization of legendary weapons, customization!

Why do legendary weapons seem so disgusting in his mouth? Do they treat them as handicraft class homework?

"How did Fenmu do it?" The war bishop was confused. The war diocese trained many blacksmiths. Some time ago, they worked hard and finally produced a low-level relic-level steel boot.

She knows best how difficult it is to forge relic-level weapons. For at least the next ten years, the diocese may not be able to reach the threshold of high-level relic-level weapons.

"Compared with how he did it, shouldn't we pay attention to the 'Stranger Shadowless Series' he mentioned at the end? Does this mean that he created it for Stranger's believers, the Stranger Goddess and others? believers exist?" Naturally, the bishop's tone of voice was full of surprise, changing from his usual slowness.

"I think your focus is still a little biased. Shouldn't it be up to us to decide whether to choose nine relics or one legendary?" The Knowledge Bishop hit the nail on the head and clarified the main contradiction at present.

But in fact, the two people who spoke at the beginning did not expect this. They had already secretly contacted the Zaizi in their own parish, and quickly withdrew money to help Fenmu pay for the coffin, thus occupying the space for customized weapons. The right to decide.

As for how to customize it, isn’t that simple? Come to a parish to customize its appearance and put your own parish stamp on it!

"Choose nine relics, so that they can be easily distributed when the time comes." The trial bishop had much less on his mind and was worried about a fight over the distribution issue.

"No, choose the legendary level! The Redemption Parish has a lot of savings, let us bear the cost!" The Redeemer Bishop used his thoughts, and through the dream connection of the Redemption Parish, he ordered his subordinates who were still staying at the auction house to rush to pay. money.

"You seem to have forgotten that the master of ceremonies is mine, right?" The learned bishop snickered in front of several people.

Are there legendary weapons in the church? The answer is yes, and there are even a few broken remains. The church co-founded by the goddess does not even have legendary weapons, so it cannot be justified.

However, these are the common property and heritage of the church and do not belong to any one person or one parish.

Who doesn’t want their parish to have their own legendary weapon? It can even exist as a sacred object of the parish.

Therefore, on this issue, quarrels are inevitable, and may even develop to the point of (sarcasm) hurting each other.