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Chapter 355

Chapter 355

To be precise, it was a severed skeleton hand holding a sword. The skull's tail finger had knuckles made of pure gold, which was weird, eerie and gorgeous.

That black heavy sword, with a sharp and frightening edge, glowing with a faint blue light, was held in the pale and gloomy skeleton palm.

It makes people look horrified, but at the same time, they feel that the momentum is extraordinary. It actually feels like killing gods and demons, killing all evil spirits!

For a moment, the auction house, which was originally full of enchanting atmosphere, became extremely quiet, and the distinguished guests holding the women and admiring them all stopped.

Beatrice, who had just been auctioned for three nights at a high price, also changed into a formal black robe from the Sultan Empire and walked onto the stage.

"Dear guests, guess what this is?"

She looked at everyone present with a smile and threw out an introduction.

Everyone present was silent for a while, and suddenly someone asked tentatively: "Which Taoist temple is this a secluded and recommended thing?"

Another person who believes in Buddhism said: "Why does it have to be from a Taoist temple? It looks more like a Buddhist vajra to me!"

Beatrice paused and smiled: "If you want to use it to suppress evil, it's okay. Speaking of which, the owner of the Broken Palm and the Heavy Sword is full of evil spirits and has killed tens of millions of people. Most ghosts, gods and small evils really don't dare to fight with them.

He's right!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Everyone was talking a lot and excited.

"Beatrice, is this the king of your sultanate?"

"Hey, is there anything worth taking a picture of, Xiaoguo Fanbang!"

"What's wrong with you, that's obviously a sword made in the Central Plains style!"

There was a lot of noise and the atmosphere was raised to the extreme.

But in Ming Lanruo's box, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Her fingers trembled slightly unconsciously and she squeezed the seat handle tightly.

Her mind was filled with the words she overheard from the ugly butler and the black market owner - Xiao Shuai's relics.

If that sword and the broken skull palm were both my grandfather's relics...

What does that mean?

Xu Xiuyi looked at the people around her worriedly, and silently held her arm tightly: "Sister Ming."

Ming Lanruo remained silent and did not speak.

Amid all kinds of noisy speculation, Beatrice suddenly stretched out her leather-gloved hand, stroked the long sword, and said slowly and authentically——

"Darkness is coming, and my red blood will be slashed in front of millions of people. My blood will be splashed in the sky, and I will not retreat until I die!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire auction house was stunned, and there was silence for a while.

It was as if everyone saw at that moment the dark sky, the thousands of silent armors, the quiet war horses, and the blood-stained battle flags in the distant time and space.

Smell it in the air...

The taste of iron and blood.

Yellow sand intertwined with blizzards, and the sword pointed at it, burning the sky with flames.

I saw those silent armored soldiers, holding swords and guns, behind them were tens of millions of people living a lively life, and those armored soldiers stood as the last line of defense in the dark snowstorm.

Frost and blizzard buried them, but could not make them retreat, and the bones turned into a great wall to block the darkness.

"I'll give you eight hundred taels of gold!" someone suddenly shouted.

"What a rare item, one thousand taels of gold!"

"I, I, I... one thousand five hundred taels!"

Beatrice smiled: "Okay, it seems that you already know what this is. The only remaining bones of Marshal Xiao and the sword he was holding tightly when he died were found by someone before his body was broken into pieces after his death.

Cut off his hand first and keep it as a souvenir - the soul of the Red Blood Legion. Now the auction begins, with no bottom price and no upper limit. Each increase in price shall not be less than two hundred taels of gold!"

Listening to the exclamations that broke out and the excited bids all over the place.
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