Chapter 123: Chapter 123
The fourth item item on the list was another legacy but this one was far more impressive and powerful although also at the 13th Rank. The name of this legacy is an Inheritance Legacy called the Nightwalker Lord Legacy and you become the Lord of Nightwalkers up to the 13th Rank, above that then the Nightwalker Monarch Legacy is needed.
Nightwalkers are subspecies of the Abyss Domain and lurk in the shadows. Once you have an encounter with a Nightwalker then your chances of dying and having your body possessed by a Nightwalker are 99%, the other percent is if you have teleportation magic scrolls others you’re definitely dead. Dark Mages, Witches, Demons, Vampires, Cults and all kinds of organisations have tried multiple times to subdue and tame Nightwalkers but the end results was them having to self implode in order to enter the Cycle of Reincarnation and have a second chance at life.
Reading the legacy information left the bidders minds completely blank and when they came back to their senses, they became crazy. The starting bid of this legacy was a 100 billion GP but it turned into trillions of GP in an instant and the price was rising so fast it was terrifying. These bidders weren’t bidding in billions anymore but in trillions. And the winner of this legacy ended up being someone who changed their username and now calls him/herself as the Nightwalker Lord and obtained the legacy by outbidding everyone with 110 trillion GP.
The last item on the list was called page from the Death Scripture. This page could be considered as Rune knowledge, a Spell or even a legacy and this page was titled ’Grim Reaper’ and with it, you could kill people with just a thought or a word. Behind you, everywhere you go, a Grim Reaper follows, awaiting you to give it the order to kill. Only those with very powerful life saving treasures could survive this or had to be at least two levels higher than the opponent in order to survive from this Grim Reaper.
The starting bid for this Scripture Page was one trillion with an increment of five hundred billion. The auction room exploded with such intense fervour Zixin could feel it through his smart watch. In Zixin’s auction house, only money talked so except for bids, all other sounds were restricted. The bidders wanted to threaten each other with their backgrounds or influences on the world but couldn’t.
Only those with deep pockets had the right to continue talking and indeed, there were a few bidders with truly deep pockets. The price for the Scripture Page skyrocketed and soon entered the quadrillions of GP and still rising.
’Damn it! Just who am I competing with who has so much money?! I didn’t bid the whole time because I wanted bid for the first item without being disturbed by anyone and suddenly, this guy comes from nowhere and wants to compete with me, dream on!’ said the horned man to himself as he continued to bid.
His women could see that he was busy with someone very important and dared not disturb him otherwise, hell might come to them.
In the quadrillions of GP, only then did the price move much slower than before. From 2 quadrillion to 4, from 4 to 6, from 6 to 8 and continued rising. Both sides were not willing to give up on this treasure and the bid continued on for another hour. This time, the price was in the hundreds of quadrillions.
’Fuck it, I’ll bid with my entire fortune and if this guy has more money than me then I’ll simply give up!’ thought the horned man but his mood was completely ruined by this mysterious bidder.
The price of the legacy spiralled out of control and skyrocketed all the way to an unimaginable figure of 2.2 septillion GP. This was the total wealth of the horned man and he’d staked it all on this one item, he absolutely wanted it and was willing to give up all his wealth for it. The mysterious figure no longer bidded until time ran out.
"YESSSSSS!!!!!" celebrated the horned man and kicked his feet in the air. He was so happy that he didn’t know what to do.
"Hahaha, girls! Come here, papa has something he wants to show you!"
A figure wearing cracked, rusted and damaged armour sat alone on the mountain top. It was a middle aged with boundless vitality and beside him was an ordinary looking broad sword. He was focused on the screen and kept on pressing the hologram until he suddenly stopped.
"Damn it, I’m only short two hundred quadrillion GP and this Scripture Page would be mine!" cursed the man and looked at the fracture in space that was about to spawn more invading entities.
"Damn you! Why didn’t you come out when I needed you the most, fucking die." the man then jumped off the mountain. It turned out that the mountain wasn’t a normal one but a mountain of demon corpses that had piled up on topof one another to create this mountain. With a single swing of his broad sword, a giant demon was split in half from the waist and its head was stabbed immediately after.
There was a man surrounded by giant beasts but there was no fear in his eyes, instead, there was endless anticipation and excitement.
"Why are you stopping me when I’m following the rules? I want to challenge the Heir of your Beast Clan, let me through!" said Wild Lord and the beasts hesitated for a moment but there was nothing they could do.
[You stupid Barbarian, we’re obviously trying to protect you from the Heir and this is how you repay us?! Hmph!]
’If I can contract with the Heir then my future is limitless, hahaha!’ thought Wild Lord. Read full story at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩
In another place, there was a man with dog ears and a dog tail but he had a human appearance, only the ears on top ofhis head and his tail tipped everyone off that he was actually a Demi-Human.
"What a wonderful Potion Recipe I’ve bought for myself. Once I gather all the ingredients and soak inside the medicine, I’m sure that I can finally awaken my Fenfir Bloodline and dominate the world with my master." said the Demi-Human as he stood up from the snow and left in a hurry.