"1.5 Immortal Sh-!"
"5 Immortal Sha-!"
"8 Immortal Shard-!"
"10 Immortal Shards!"
"15 Immortal Shards!"
The auction hall was a scene of pure chaos. Shouts, spits, and curses flew all around the auction hall.
None among those who sat in the low seats dared to make a bid for the living grimoire called The Codex.
Only the richest and most powerful of those that sat in the middle seat dared to contest with those that sat in the high seats.
The price of the Codex kept on increasing, and Anon's lips could not help but twitch when he realized how poor he truly was.
One Immortal Shard was equivalent to a billion Mystic Crystals, but his wealth was just a million gold coins.
'Wow, I'm as poor as a church rat.'
Corey smiled weakly, and he decided to observe the hologram of the Codex.
From what he could sense, the Grimoire was sealed by the chains on it, and Corey could not even get a glimpse of its aura or its presence because of the seal on it.
