Chapter 401 Dimensional Scholars

Chapter 401 Dimensional Scholars

Soon after the long wait, the next section of the auction began.

"The next section of our auction will feature creatures from all corners of our plane of existence!"

"From warriors, pets, spirits, guardians, familiars, innate beasts, abyss monsters, void beasts, zergs—everything you can think of..."

"Now, without further ado, let's begin with this Eldarth Warrior."

"The Eldarth Clan?! How daring! Can this still be in the auction?!" the crowd asked in horror.

Although the Eldarth Clan was not as famous as some top families, it was still a top race in their plane of existence.

The Eldarth Clan is famous for its bodies made for battle; their endurance is endless, ensuring they can fight tirelessly.

More importantly, they possess a sixth sense like no other.

In battle, they are like machines, anticipating every move of the enemy before it's even conceived.

If not for their barbaric tendencies, they would have risen to become one of the strongest clans in the world.

Now, seeing an Eldarth warrior up for sale, instead of being happy, they were a little scared.

If they bought such a creature, the Eldarth clan would surely come back to haunt them.

"You don't have to worry about any repercussions; the Eldarth clan consigned this to us," the auctioneer assured upon seeing their concern.

It seemed the Eldarth clan also sensed impending changes and prepared to stock up on resources.

With their unique sixth sense, even if they didn't know what would happen, they could feel it.

Origin Coins are a universal currency; with enough number, one could even buy a Tier 12 ultimate treasure.

For the upcoming change, the importance of Origin Coins is immeasurable.

Meanwhile, upon hearing the explanation from the auctioneer, they calmed down.

"Now, let me further explain: this Eldarth Warrior is a Tier 11 individual who has mastered over 10 percent of the Ocean of Killing."

"Huh?! Such a monster can still be a slave?"

It's the Ocean of Killing, not some river of law.

An individual who masters 10 percent of such a law is already invincible.

"Don't worry about the specifics; the Void Auction ensures everything here is legitimate."

"Now, without further ado, let the bidding begin!"

...

In the VIP room, Maximus was also asking Otto some questions.

"Can a Tier 11 being still be enslaved?"

"Usually no, Tier 10 is already the limit of slavery," Otto shook his head, also puzzled.

Mastering the essence of the world, the river of laws—how could they still be enslaved?

It's akin to enslaving the envoys of their plane of existence.

"It may be that this warrior sacrificed himself and underwent an absolute ritual; this already involves conceptual power, so I don't know much," Otto explained.

"I see."

While they were talking, the bids went up to tens of millions.

Otto was also quite interested and placed bids.

Soon after his relentless bidding, he bought the Eldarth warrior for over a billion Origin Coins.

Even Alexander, who was quite angry with Otto, retreated to a corner, contemplating his life choices.

In his estimate, the Eldarth warrior is worth only about a hundred million or so.

Fighting with such a crazy rich kid, who went over the top and bid over a billion, Alexander felt he was hit.

"Hmph! Then we don't want to be sold in this auction!" they rebelled.

"I'm sorry, if that's what you want, I could cancel the auction."

"However, you should know that only the Void Auction dares to sell you."

"If you go to another auction, they wouldn't even consider putting you in this state," the auctioneer explained.

The auctioneer could only sigh helplessly, encountering these stubborn scholars.

Who in their right mind would want to be sold as a slave just to study some nonsense?

Meanwhile, hearing the explanation of the auctioneer, Pallas shook his head and restrained his tribe.

They had looked for many auctions, and as the auctioneer said, none dared to accept even their simplest requests.

"Continue the auction..." Pallas said.

"Hmm, let the auction begin!"

At the announcement, instead of the expected fever-pitch bidding, there was silence.

Although the auctioneer had guaranteed that nothing would happen, and even the individuals being auctioned promised they would not pursue anything, they were still apprehensive.

These were scholars of the Dimensional Alliance.

Although individually weak, the powers backing them were formidable.

Furthermore, what would anyone need these scholars for? Menial tasks?

These Scholars could only study; they couldn't perform even the simplest alchemy.

Even the young master of the Montgomery family, Alexander, dared not breathe heavily for fear of anyone thinking he was bidding.

Even a family specializing in slavery didn't dare touch these scholars.

Surviving in the alliance despite doing dirty work required careful navigation to avoid offending anyone.

Seeing the silence, the auctioneer was at a loss for words.

"Anyone? If there is no bid in the next 10 seconds, this auction will be null..."

"1."

"2."

"3."

"4."

"5—"

"I bid 1 million Origin Coins," Maximus muttered softly, breaking the silence.

Though spoken quietly, those words felt like a nuclear bomb exploding in their ears.

Even Pallas looked toward Maximus's room with curiosity.

Initially, he thought the chance to continue studying the nature of slavery would slip away.

Seeing that someone finally bid, he couldn't help but feel excited.

"Anyone?"

"1 million Origin Coins going once..."

"1 million Origin Coins going twice..."

Seeing no further bids, the auctioneer could only sigh.

Regardless, he didn't profit from this; the Void Auction would likely donate this money back to the scholars to erase any karma.

Thinking of this, he swiftly completed the transaction without waiting for more bids.

"I got a bargain..." Maximus smiled, seeing he had won effortlessly.