Chapter 2019: The Auction of the Skull

The people at the scene stood up with a boom, all harboring extreme curiosity about this Crystal Skull.

Chen Yu kept his eyes on that group of tall and sturdy people; he saw the old man wearing a black robe stand up and leave in a hurry, and immediately after, another person with a similar build and clothing arrived.

This one was the real Degula; as expected, just as Chen Yu had imagined, that guy was a fake, and he had come here just to see if there were any of the Pope's people lying in ambush; if there were, he could make a clean getaway.

Several tall, blond men followed him inside, then crowded to the front to observe the Crystal Skull carefully.

"Look, they're here," Chen Yu said.

"Shall we start?" Xueli began to grow nervous.

The Holy Artifact she had always taken pride in was now gripped in her hand; if the other party made even the slightest unusual move, she would act immediately.

"Don't rush, disguise yourselves; we will bid against them," Chen Yu said with a smile. "We will bid a high price to win this Crystal Skull."

"We're bidding?" Xueli had a question mark on her face. "But we have no use for this thing."

"Something left behind after a god died—do you really think this thing has no use at all?" Chen Yu turned his head to look at her.

"This..." Xueli's expression changed slightly. "I will explain everything to the Pope right now and apply for funding; we will take this thing at any cost."

"Very good," Chen Yu nodded.

As long as Xueli nodded, then this thing would most likely be bought by her.

After all, the Pope's influence in the Western World was immense; they almost monopolized the Theocracy, and no matter how much financial power the other party had, they likely could not keep up.

"Friends, this Crystal Skull was found inside an unfathomably deep canyon; we sacrificed over ten explorers to find this item."

The host, Xiao Hei, said loudly, "It is said that this is something left behind after an ancient god fell."

"It possesses supreme Divine Power; whoever possesses it can possess immortal power. Now, the auction begins, starting at fifty million US dollars; the person with the highest price will own it."

"I bid fifty million," someone shouted immediately.

"Sixty million..."

"Eighty million..."

The people at the scene shouted their bids one after another; in less than a moment, the price of this Crystal Skull soared to one hundred and thirty million.

At this point, the people shouting bids were clearly already somewhat hesitant; after all, this price was truly too high.

"I bid one hundred and fifty million," just at this moment, Degula, who was wrapped from head to toe in a black robe, began to bid.

"One hundred and sixty million," another wealthy merchant shouted unwillingly, and the price jumped directly to two hundred million.

That wealthy merchant hammered the table heavily; this price had already exceeded his capacity, so he chose to give up.

Degula slowly took off his hat, his eyes glowing as he walked toward the Crystal Skull.

"I bid two hundred and ten million," just at this moment, the disguised Xueli began to raise the paddle in her hand.

Degula's expression froze instantly, and Xueli successfully drew the attention of the entire room to herself.

Everyone turned their heads one after another to look at this female tycoon who had not made a move from start to finish.

Her face was covered by a mysterious veil, appearing solemn and mysterious, while the man beside her was wrapped in a white robe, looking exactly like some nobleman from Arabia.

"I'll add ten million," Degula was furious; having reached this point, he certainly would not give up something he was about to get his hands on.

"I bid three hundred million," Xueli rolled her eyes and shouted a number, directly crushing them with a dimensional strike.

Degula was taken aback; he glanced at Xueli and vaguely felt that Xueli was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on where he knew her from.

But now he could not afford not to raise the paddle in his hand; he exchanged glances with several leaders of the Werewolf Clan, then raised the paddle again: "Three hundred and ten million."

"I bid four hundred million," the price Xueli shouted made the scene instantly silent as death.

Everyone looked at Xueli in horror; there was no such way of bidding—really, at least they had never seen anyone bid like this.

Is this an auction? This is pinning her opponent to the ground and grinding them into the dirt; having reached this point, she was simply not giving the other party any way to live.

"Four hundred and ten million," Degula gritted his teeth and shouted another number, and the faces of the Werewolf Clan leaders who had come to the scene with him turned green.

This was the limit of what they could bear; after all, they, the Werewolf Clan, lived in the Snow Plains and had no need for money.

And it was only because they had been secretly developing secular influence over these years that they had a little wealth, but today, this little money of theirs would likely be plundered clean.

"Five hundred million," Xueli added ninety million directly.

"Five hundred million; will this honorable guest like to increase the bid?" The host, Xiao Hei's eyes lit up; the people who came here were all mysterious, but they were definitely not the type of top-tier tycoons.

The most expensive item he had auctioned last time was only thirty million, and even so, his commission was already enough to make him extremely happy.

This time, five hundred million US dollars—he felt as if he saw piles of cash.

"Wait a moment," Degula turned back to look at Xueli; he vaguely felt that Xueli was familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where, but no matter who the other party was, it was no reason for them to snatch his things.

"Friend, this item is very important to me; could we..." Degula stared at Xueli.

"Things that are important to you are equally important to me, and I prefer snatching things from other people's hands," Xueli shook her head, looking completely immovable.

"But do you know what this thing is? This thing has absolutely no use for ordinary people," a trace of anger appeared on Degula's face. "So why are you bidding for it?"

"To put it at home and worship it; in short, as long as I like it," Xueli appeared heartless. "Whether it's important to you or not has nothing to do with me; I have a bad habit: when I see something I like, I can't help but make a move."

"Don't say I'm snatching your things; everyone is bidding fairly now."

"Woman, don't bring trouble upon yourself, really," a Werewolf leader's expression was gloomy; he could no longer hold back from transforming.

"Control your emotions," Degula swept a sharp gaze over; he knew what kind of place this was, and if they lost control here, the consequences could be very serious.

The Werewolf Clan leader's expression changed again and again, and finally, he retreated to the side helplessly; he stared at Chen Yu and Xueli with a warning gaze, but remained silent.

"This lady," Degula took off the hood he had been wearing on his head, revealing his true face, and said earnestly, "This item is truly quite important to us; can we have a proper talk?"