The whole universe is praising my vest

Putting away the merman's teardrops, the patterns of divine power on An He's feet became less and less.

Most of the races in the auction venue got rid of the shriveled and weak state that was about to turn into dead bodies. After regaining their mobility, the first thing the orcs, the races loyal to the prince, did was to salute An He solemnly.

"When I was in a desperate situation, I was able to get the prince to save me. Am I dreaming?"

The emotional person even cried: "Prince, please forgive my gaffe, I am too happy to restrain."

"To offer our highest respect to the prince." Several goblins saluted neatly, with their looks, and the shrewd temperament that seemed to be thinking about small calculations at all times, it seemed a bit nondescript, but judging from their tone, no matter what Anyone can tell the sincerity, "If there is anything the prince needs us to build, please tell us, we will give the prince a free order."

The dwarf next to him quickly said: "The goblin's forging technology has long been behind. Please look at us, the prince. We can also give the prince a free order. We promise to put the prince's order first and complete it as quickly as possible!"

The orc princess became anxious immediately: "We have collected many treasures, and we can dedicate them to the prince."

"As if no one has it, our treasures can also be dedicated to the prince."

The smell of gunpowder in the air is getting stronger and stronger, and every race wants to win An He's favor.

The original auction was suspended due to a sudden accident, but on the ruins left by the auction venue, there was a unique competition centered on An He.

The influence of the blood prince has continued to this day and has not faded in the slightest.

Because the prince returned miraculously after a long time after his death, the followers erupted with even stronger enthusiasm, which made An He a little overwhelmed, and moved a few steps away without any trace.

The remaining races stood far away, unable to cross the psychological barrier to integrate into the group that pleases An He, which seemed particularly embarrassing.

When the prince is not around, they can get along with the races loyal to the prince. After all, they have to work together to maintain the balance of the eighty galaxies.

There are too many people who worship the prince, they can't mind it, and they used to be a member of the prince, doing the same thing as those loyal to the prince.The prince is already in the past tense, everyone turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye, and simply turned the matter of the prince over.

As a result, when An He returned, the various races were instantly divided into distinct boundaries.

If they dared to be disrespectful to An He, those races who followed An He would no longer care about checks and balances, and would not hesitate to target them.

The elf guard lowered his voice and muttered: "Those strong clans are vying to curry favor with the blood prince, really..." The elves are more elegant, and they still didn't say anything serious, "Do they still have the demeanor of a strong clan?"

He admired An He's identity as a human adventurer. He had learned from Isaiah that An He would be coming, and was excited to welcome him, but he met the strange-colored pupils belonging to the blood prince, and immediately poured a bucket of ice water on his head. The impact on my heart is indescribable.

In any case, An He had just saved so many lives, and the elves were in a complicated mood and couldn't immediately shout at him.

The elves and the merman have a good relationship. After the elf guard finished speaking, he looked at the position of the merman, hoping to get support from the merman, but he heard a merman say: "Your Majesty, so many races are going to approach the prince. Haven't you passed yet?"

Hill also felt a strong sense of crisis, "Father, why don't we go there? It will be too late if we don't make a move."

"Don't panic." The old god Shaman King was there, "Didn't you see the prince? He doesn't like it."

Hill suddenly said: "It makes sense, he has been keeping a low profile."

"Hill, the Prince obviously has a good impression of you." The Shark King smiled and said, "With this connection, we are definitely one step ahead of other races."

The elf guard felt that the world had become magical. Didn't the mermaid people fear the blood prince as the mainstream?

However, the mermaids stay at the bottom of the sea all the year round and do not contact the outside world, and there are very few mermaids who have seen the prince before.

An He has more identity as a human adventurer, and seeing An He in person again, will the mermaid tribe follow the aesthetics and rebel?

The elf warrior doubted his life. An old senior patted him on the shoulder and said with deep helplessness: "You are still young and have never experienced the era when the prince ruled the entire galaxy. You will get used to it in the future. When the prince is around, This situation is normal.”

Not only the mermaids changed their attitude.

Some people have no deep hatred for the blood prince, but simply have a bad opinion of the prince. After going through the blood sacrifice ceremony and being saved by An He, their positions began to change.

Looking at the race that approached the prince without any scruples, they were envious but did not dare to follow suit.

Some of them had quarreled with the prince admirers, and posted bad remarks about the blood prince on the star network, secretly thinking that they would find a chance to go on the star network later and delete those remarks.

"The strength of the blood prince is not only hopeless, but also the hearts of the people are not lost at all." The old elf sighed, "How could he win."

The race that rejected An He became a minority.

They thought to themselves, did the blood prince realize his past mistakes and start to improve?

If the blood prince did this, could he make up for what he had done?The damage done by the prince is always there.

However, they dare not speak out their thoughts.

Standing in the open space after the auction site evaporated, the indelible shock still remained in their hearts. They couldn't think of any resistance, so they could only hide their dissatisfaction and salute to An He.

An He didn't bother to pay attention to the thoughts of other races. After the blood transfusion was completed, the divine power pattern disappeared completely. An He looked down at the remaining floor of the auction venue, walked a distance diagonally forward, and came to the position that should have been the backstage of the auction. Reach out to the ground.

The organizer of the auction site changed his expression, and quickly stopped him: "Prince, please wait!"

An He didn't listen to what they said, and waved his palm casually, and the ground made a loud bang, and was lifted up completely.

Under the floor, there is a large-scale basement. There are many rare treasures with disgraceful origins. There are also more than a dozen cube-shaped alloy cages with a cold luster. Most of the cages are filled with mixed-races. What a mess. There are mixed races.

The mixed-race werewolf Pegg, whom he hadn't seen for many days, was actually among them.

An He laughed: "Tonight is a gathering of acquaintances?"

Seeing Hill and Pegg, Anhe was in a better mood than seeing the blood prince's past acquaintances.

"Why don't you talk?" An He turned his head and glanced at the organizer of the auction, "Why don't you explain to me, why did you detain the mixed race and prepare to sell it at the auction?"

The auction was jointly organized by several major forces in Chaos City. An He's strange-colored eyes swept over them. Their faces turned pale in an instant, and they were so panicked that they almost lost their breath. Too frightened, his lips trembled constantly, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"You don't have to think about what to say." An He said lightly, "I don't want to hear it either."

The members of the organizer immediately shut their mouths tightly. An He didn't want to listen to them, and they didn't even dare to make a sound.

The fear and fear in their eyes was covered by deeper despair.

Dai Ya, who had regained his human form, came over. The suit he wore at the auction was torn apart when he turned into a monster, but he didn't need to find another suit, and he could weave a suit on his body with the power of blood.

The gentle and courteous aristocratic posture is very different from the hideous and terrifying monsters not long ago.

Daiya didn't care about other people's eyes, and explained to An He: "Prince, there is a practice of auctioning mysterious surprises in the super-large auctions in the city of chaos."

"I know." The City of Chaos Auction is also a hot topic on Starnet. An He saw it mentioned before while surfing Starnet, but most of the netizens are not qualified to participate in super-large auctions. Can't tell why.

"The so-called mysterious surprise means that the real content of the auction item is not displayed, and the value and type of the auction item can only be judged from the starting price and the host's few words. When you take a picture of the mysterious surprise and the staff brings it to you, you will I know exactly what I am auctioning." Dai Ya explained in detail, "If you photograph a mysterious surprise, you must sign a contract, and you cannot openly disclose the contents of the auction item."

"It's a good way to package obscure auction items as a gimmick." When An He was the blood prince, the auction in Chaos City was still unknown, and it developed over the years.

Mysterious surprises are one of the characteristics of the auction, and the organizer will definitely not give up.

The chaotic city lacks order, and the big forces rooted in this city are of course not good. This model has given them considerable benefits, and it has continuously raised their appetites, even doing human trafficking.

The hybrids they captured all had strange mutations, and they were more distinctive than ordinary hybrids, and they could sell for a high price.

Except for Pegg.

The mixed-races in the cage all stared at An He, their expressions full of yearning and fanaticism, but Pegg was more sluggish.

He recalled how he knew An He.

At first, he met An He who had just registered as an adventurer in the hall of the association, and felt that An He was an insignificant and weak human being, but after a day, he found that An He had been directly promoted to a two-star adventurer, so he knelt down instantly.

Encountering a demon attack while riding a suspended rail car refreshed Pegg's perception of An He's strength.

He thought that An He was outrageous enough, but the reality told Pegg that it could be even more outrageous.

After parting from An He in Chaos City, within a day, he saw that An He made shocking news and was wanted by the two dark races, causing the whole Internet to boil.

At that time, Peg wondered in a trance, what kind of character did he meet?

Unfortunately, he probably will never see An He again.

He brushed shoulders with the legend.

After deep regrets, Peg cheered himself up and comforted himself. He was not able to participate in the world of big shots. It was his luck to have done the adventurer mission with An He, and without An He's help, he would not be able to participate in it. Joining the group of pure-blooded werewolves, this experience is enough for him to talk about for the rest of his life.

Trapped in the darkness of the basement of the auction, An He's figure flashed through Pegg's mind when he encountered another crisis.

However, Pegg didn't expect him to appear.

It also refreshed Pegg's understanding of him again.

Looking at An He's different-colored pupils, Pegg's eyes widened to the maximum, trembling and unable to utter the words "blood prince".

Duke Deya, whom he had seen in pictures on Starnet, was following An He respectfully.

An He's identity is ready to be revealed.

Peg suddenly felt that he couldn't understand the world anymore.

How many days have passed since An He made big news in the Lin family and was wanted by the blood clan?

The world is changing too fast for him to keep up!

An He jumped into the basement from the opened floor, walked to Pegg's cage, and asked with a smile, "Didn't you join the werewolf clan and try to become stronger in order to become famous? How did you make yourself an auction item?"

"The werewolf group I joined was one of the organizers of the auction. I accidentally found out that they were capturing hybrids for the auction, so I begged them to let them go." Pegg replied subconsciously in a state of brain shutdown. Said, "They didn't agree, and beat me up, saying that I didn't weigh myself, dare to make such a request?"

"Since I sympathize with the half-breeds that are being auctioned, they will lock me in and enjoy the same treatment as these half-breeds, to see if I still have the time to sympathize with others."

"My bloodline is mediocre, and the auction value is far inferior to the hybrids they selected. They will deal with me at a low price, or simply give it away for free, and there will always be customers willing to take it."

An He squatted down and listened to Peg's experience, "It seems that you are having a bad day these days."

"It's really not good." Peg smiled wryly, "There are too many difficulties on the road to becoming stronger. I lowered my dignity and encountered various dangers, and only got a little way to become stronger from the hands of the pure-blood werewolf. If it's just like this, that's all. , What makes me even more desperate is that after getting the strengthening method, I found that the potential of my werewolf bloodline is too poor, it is difficult to become stronger according to the above content, and it will not take long to reach the upper limit."

Due to the mixed blood, the blood potential of mixed blood is low, not as good as pure blood, and there are many weak people in mixed blood.

The only one who broke this restraint was the blood prince.

This also led to the decline of the status of mixed races after the death of the prince.

An He said: "It is always a hope to get a way to become stronger."

Pegg nodded heavily: "Yes."

"You just got the hope of becoming stronger, and you ruined your future for other hybrids?" An He asked.

Pegg suddenly looked straight at An He, and said word by word: "Someone told me that the improvement of the status of the mixed race requires the joint efforts of the mixed race."

An He was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Pegg to keep his words in mind and even put them into practice at a huge cost.

Pegg made this choice not only due to the influence of An He, but also based on his own heart.

The smile returned to An He's face, he stood up and said, "I probably know what happened."

He tore off Peg's cage railing casually, and the hard advanced alloy material was as fragile as tofu in his hands.

Pegg bent down and got out of the cage, and stood in front of An He, so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands.

"Let's go." An He stretched out his hand towards him, "I'll take you to meet the pure-blooded werewolf who dared to put the mixed race on the auction stage and clearly marked the price as a commodity."

An He's outstretched hand was pale and slender, and he could vaguely see bruised and purple blood vessels without any blemishes, while Pegg had a human hand covered with thick wolf hair, which was a deformed characteristic of a mixed race.

The blood prince is different among the mixed races. He does not have the slightest defect of the mixed races. Instead, he combines all the advantages of the two races, and has surpassed the limits of pure blood and mixed blood.

While other mixed races yearn for the prince, they also feel that the prince is too far away.

In a sense, it is farther than the distance between them and pure blood.

Not only were Pegg's palms deformed and ugly, they hadn't been cleaned for a few days in the cage, and the dirty wolf fur was sticky together. Pegg hid his hands behind his back reflexively, shaking his head at An He again and again.

"Don't think too much." An He saw through his thoughts, "I am a mixed race, your kind."

"Come."

An He maintained the posture of reaching out.

"It's not easy to meet again. I want to shake hands with my adventurer teammates, who are also of the same kind."

Peg sniffed heavily.

Trembling, he slowly withdrew his hand, reaching out to the adventurer he admired, and the legend he had longed for since he was a child.

Suddenly, Peg felt piercing eyes shooting from the cage in all directions.

Looking back, the other hybrids in the cage were sticking to the alloy railing, holding the railing tightly with both hands, staring straight at Pegg holding An He's hand, the envy and jealousy in their eyes were so strong that they were about to turn into hatred.

Peg was startled.

Didn't they get along very well before, and the other mixed races were very moved when they learned that Peg had fallen into this situation in order to intercede for them.

The hybrids with the ability to heal, supported their weak bodies, and slowly healed Pegg's injuries from being abused through the cage. Some hybrids encouraged Pegg not to be pessimistic. If they were sold to someone with energy, they would be fine. The master will definitely find a way to help Peg.

The harmonious atmosphere of not long ago is still in sight.

Now, what about their friendship through thick and thin?

Because of the blood prince, did he become so fragile?

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-07-0417:28:21~2021-07-0516:34:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: one of the strongest chaotic evils in history;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: light up a big bubble, 5 bottles of Paul; 1 bottle of ice leaf;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!