Get down on your knees, useless Alpha

The auction house is for selling things.

The auction house in the Dark City is naturally nothing special, it's just a place to sell some things.

However, the products here will be a little different.

Anything can be exchanged for money.

An Omega that is about to go into heat, or a person's life.

If you can pay enough money, there is always someone who will do it for you.

Nothing is impossible to get in exchange for money, it's just that you don't pay enough.

Those desperadoes always say that with a big laugh.

Brandon is a handyman at the Dark City Auction House. He is old and lost a leg many years ago. He doesn't have enough money for genetic surgery. He can still do handyman here. He's just being friendly.

Occasionally someone would ask Brandon how he lost his leg.

Brandon said this time that he lost it when he was at war with the Empire, and that time he said that he lost it when the mercenaries were on a mission. Anyway, it was never the same.

Everyone took it as a joke and called him "Brandon the Brave".

On this day, Brandon was still walking in the auction house as usual. Although he was doing odd jobs in name, he was actually just hanging out. After all, some cleaning work could be done by those machines.

Two more men entered, both in cloaks.

Brandon took a sip of his wine and glanced at the cloaks of the two men who had just walked in.Having been here for so many years, Brandon has at least developed some eyesight. Looking at the material, he knows that it must be some powerful person from the empire or the federation. Tsk, he just doesn't know what to buy here.

The person walking in front felt Brandon's gaze and looked back. The person was only wearing a cloak, not a mask, and his face could be seen clearly when he looked up.

The eye contact was only for a short moment, and the man quickly looked away indifferently, and continued to walk in front, but the people following the man looked at Brandon a few more times.

Brandon felt a little stiff in his body, and he didn't start shaking violently until the two people were out of his sight.

When the wine bottle hit the ground, it shattered with a "click", and the golden wine inside was spilled on the ground. The hardworking cleaning robot immediately appeared and began to clean.

Brandon turned hastily and ran towards the exit.

He knows that person.

Even if it was only for a moment, even if he only saw half of his face, even if it had been decades, Brandon still knew at the first sight that the man was back.

He is back!

Brandon ran in a hurry, and the custom-made prosthetics were not working well, making him stagger when he ran, but there was only one thought in his mind - "escape".

Brendan was often asked how he lost his leg, and he kept fooling around.Because he knew that the boss here didn't want him to speak out.However, every time he woke up from the nightmare, he could still clearly remember the scene of that day.

How did that person, the undefeated king of the arena, the Beta known as the "God of War Ares" kill everyone and leave the arena.

All dead, all!

He thought he was going to die, and when the blood kept pouring out of his body, he really thought so.

But he didn't die, he still had a life, and he was much luckier than those people.

But in those nightmares, he still returned to that time again and again, the feeling that death was approaching.

The gate was at the door, and Brandon bumped into a person. When he saw who he bumped into, he grabbed the person, his face was horrified because he was too frightened: "He's back, he..."

Brandon didn't finish what he was going to say, because the man he ran into made a gesture, and the men behind him promptly shot and killed Brandon.

Brandon still had the look of surprise in his eyes, but he would never be able to ask his own question.

"Don't say it, today, I will give to my god, the best sacrifice." Gast said, his voice was soft, as if he was reciting those affectionate love poems, and he was afraid of disturbing the thoughts in his heart God.

The corpse was dragged down by others and disposed of without leaving any bloodstains.

Gast smiled with satisfaction, he looked at the auction house.

Over the past few decades, people in the City of Darkness died and came back quickly, and few of them still remember where this auction house used to be.

But Gast still remembered that he was the owner of this auction house. This place used to be the most famous arena in the Dark City, and it was also the place where his God of War used to be.

That day, his God of War created a slaughter feast here, decorated the banquet with bright red blood, and formed a throne with pale bones, in the name of the glory of the God of War.

Today, he will dedicate a sacrifice to his God of War. Everyone here will be this sacrifice, including Gast himself.

"If you hate me so much, I have no choice but to use this method to let you remember me deeply." Gast said to himself, with a crazy smile on his face.

God, the god he loves so much, if he can't let his god see him, then he has no choice but to personally drag the god down the altar.

"Is the sacrifice ready?" Gast restrained the smile on his face and asked back.

"It's ready, the auction has already started." A person following Gast replied.

"My God of War, you'll love this gift." Gast started laughing again, louder and louder, like a madman.

Nobody wants to stop him.

Because of Gast, he was already a lunatic.

Lian Yi turned his head, and the guy who behaved strangely just now was gone. He didn't have much impression of this person, but that person seemed to know him.Most of the people who knew him in Dark City were dead, but they didn't know how he survived.

Rabelais, who was following Lian Yi, didn't speak from the beginning to the end, but kept everything in his heart, including the person he met just now.

The box was right in front, and Lian Yi and Rabelais walked in. They left early to get this box.

Dark blue heavy curtains hang down, the black sofa is soft, and red wine and delicious desserts are placed on the table. The first product of this auction has been holographically projected in the middle, and there is a person who is also projected next to him Make introductions and answer buyers' questions at any time.

"The auction has already started, what do you want?" Rabelais finally asked.