Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

"That's right, Lao Zhao."

"hold head high?"

"I have a copy of Shadow Material here. I remember that your family has shares in the San Marco World Bidding Hall, so you helped me take the photo."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Manyan exclaimed: "Shadow matter, do you have such a scarce thing?! What level is it?"

"At least against the soul species."

"I'm going to get rich." Zhao Manyan clicked his tongue and said with envy, "There are many rich people in Venice now, most of them are mages. Many people who practice the shadow system do not have shadow matter. You show up, Aren’t you being robbed like crazy?”

"What is shadow matter? Is it valuable?" Mo Fan was a little confused.

"Aren't you a shadow mage? You don't even know this."

Zhao Manyan was speechless and explained the matter of shadow matter to Mo Fan again before picking up the previous topic.

"I'll take care of this matter. It just so happens that Mo Fan also wants to buy some advanced things for Little Flame Fairy and Old Wolf. The advanced commander of the Elemental Holy Spirit needs soul seed assistance, which is not cheap."

"Stop talking, I want dark matter again now." Mo Fan said while looking at Bai Mo.

"Want it?"

"hold head high."

"If you want it, bid. If you get it, it's yours."

He would not give away the shadow matter casually, and he was also short of money, especially after saving Jingwei and consuming all his essence.

Walking through Piazza San Marco, the magnificent San Marco World Auction Arena is right in front of you. The magnificent building gives people a sense of calm, and with the two winged armies in front of the main hall, it becomes a bit more solemn and majestic!

"Zhao Manyan!"

As soon as he entered the main hall, a man wearing beach pants and sunglasses came over.

"Brother, you are so busy that you came to pick me up specially."

Zhao Manyan looked at this man and said excitedly.

When Bai Mo on the side heard this, he also stopped looking at the palace and glanced at the man briefly.

This person is Zhao Manyan's wolf-hearted brother. The man in sunglasses raised his eyebrows, "Why are you here?"

"I said I would come."

"Oh, I didn't care. You know, I'm not like you. My time is precious, hundreds of millions every minute, understand?" The man in sunglasses waved his hand.

This look does deserve a beating, of course, if he is Zhao Manyan.

Bai Mo accidentally overheard the ensuing bickering between the two brothers and Mo Fan's ridicule at Zhao Manyan for being ignored. He asked the waiter for a list of recent auctions and read them carefully.

However, he ignored people, but people came to look for him.

"Are you Bai Mo?"

Bai Mo raised his eyes and saw Zhao Youqian taking off his sunglasses and looking at him.

"It's obvious."

"I heard that you saved the little Count Anjo in Italy and became famous in Europe. If you want to bid, there will be a top auction house in an hour."

Zhao Youqian said and glanced at Zhao Manyan,

"Look at others, then look at you."

"There's no rush." ​​Bai Mo's words interrupted Zhao Manyan who was about to speak, "I still have one more thing to sell."

"We don't accept ordinary goods here."

"A portion of at least soul-level shadow matter is not an ordinary thing."

Zhao Youqian's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he added, "I have something important to do now. This thing can be used for the show in an hour."

After speaking hastily, he left immediately.

"Tsk, your brother is quite interesting?" Mo Fan looked at Zhao Manyan.

"Don't mention it, I'll take you to rest." After waving his hand, Zhao Manyan had no choice but to find a waitress to lead the way.

Bai Mo said, "I'm going to take a photo of something, you guys go first."

With that said, he followed the instructions and entered an auction hall where an auction was about to begin.

When he was looking at the auction items before, he saw a familiar item, so he did not participate in any top-level auction as Zhao Youqian suggested. Instead, he came to this ordinary auction and waited for the item he liked to be on the table.

The entire hall was relatively quiet. Whether it was the seats in front or the surrounding boxes, the only thing that could be heard was the auctioneer's quotation.

To increase the price, everyone only needs to pick up the tablet at hand and enter it.

"The next item is a cub of the Feibo Pseudo-Dragon. You must know that even a Pseudo-Dragon can at least reach the Commander level, while the Fei-Bo Pseudo-Dragon can not only fly, but also has the potential of a Monarch level. Starting price One hundred and fifty million”

Bai Mo yawned, a little bored.

This is already the third Feibo pseudo-dragon. Was it that guy who stabbed the dragon's nest?

However, creatures like dragons are indeed welcomed by most mages, and they are especially fond of summoning mages.

Can fight, resist and run, who doesn't love it.

But Bai Mo didn't wait long. After bidding on another magic tool and an antique, the next antique appeared on the auction stage.

An antique that interests Bai Mo.

An illusory projection showed a token on the auction table in the darkened hall.

Perhaps in order for people to see it clearly, this token is projected very large, fully two meters high.

Through the projection, it can be seen that the token is hexagonal and cyan in color. One side has mysterious and complex fine lines, but the other side is engraved with a word written in small seal script——

角！

Ever since he was ridiculed for being illiterate, Bai Mo also took the time to learn a lot of small seal characters by himself. It just so happened that he recognized this character.

There was no need to ask Lingling again, and then she laughed at her.

I clicked my tongue, thinking secretly that it was true.

This is really a matching piece with the two tokens in his hand, and the form and appearance are very similar.

"As you can see, this is a token, an antique, and a magic weapon. It comes from the mysterious ancient East. According to our tests and the seller's story, it has a magical effect."

"On top of this token, there is an ancient oriental character, which reads 'jiao', and more importantly, there is a fixed magic on it. This magic has only one effect, which is to fuse the power of multiple winds. "

"Mid-level mage can use it to release the star map and fuse the spirit wind. High-level mage can use it to release the constellation and fuse the soul wind. The same goes for the ultra-level mage, but it will be the fusion of the sky wind!!"

"You know, it is difficult to fuse two different winds. It takes time to master and practice, but you don't need to use this token! How magical!"

The auctioneer wearing glasses and well-dressed spoke impassionedly at the venue, but underneath he was indifferent.

In fact, the magic on this token is not attractive. Admittedly, it is somewhat magical.

But what's the use of magic? There are several mages in this world who have several winds at the same time.

The key is if it is fused with fire, thunder and the like. Perhaps some blacksmith masters would be interested.

Because they need forging, they will try their best to master several types of flames or thunder.

However, it doesn't matter if they don't have it. Bai Mo has it, he has it, he has it, he is just Feng Zhong, one is not enough, two is not much, three makes do, and he is just fine now.

So the more he listened, the brighter Bai Mo's eyes became, and he immediately took a photo of this thing.