Amber Sword Chapter 241: Act 47 The High Note at the End (Today’s 3rd Up

Char smiled faintly when he saw the card, and replied, "Lord, this is a rare Wind Card, and among the Six Elents Destiny Cards, Wind is the most uncommon. Wind Card spells are versatile, adept at both defense and counterattack. They are difficult to master, but their power is formidable."

"Why don’t you just tell how to use it." Brand rolled his eyes.

Char chuckled, "The aning of this card is, Lord, when you display this card—in addition to paying 1 Wind Elent from the Elent Pool, you also need to pay extra mana from your Mana Pool—each point of mana can summon a Wind Spirit Spider."

Brand was taken aback. He currently had a Will level of 2.9 and 15 points of mana. Does that an he could summon fifteen Level 5 Wind Spirit Spiders in one paynt?

But Char hadn’t finished. He continued, "And the death of each Wind Spirit Spider will create a mana vortex, absorbing one point of mana from your enemy’s Mana Pool."

Brand gasped, this wasn’t just summoning spiders, it was a group of living mana bombs. He thought to himself that if he had a few hundred points of mana in the future, wouldn’t he be able to summon a spider army at once?

And if he were lucky enough to get the legendary Magic Source Orb, wouldn’t he always have a terrifying army of mana burning creatures with him?

He smacked his lips, initially thinking this card was a useless piece, but now it seed to be a formidable weapon.

However, he hadn’t had ti to finish his excitent when Batom behind him couldn’t help but clapping his hands and shouted, "Great, the show is finally starting—!"

Brand then looked up and saw that the shining Dwarf Treasure Sword had already been placed on the stage below. The faint green glow on its surface almost indicated its attributes; the auction house clearly considered this item one of the final pieces of the auction.

The auctioneer picked up the sword and said, "This is a Dwarf Forged sharp sword, which itself is an art piece, valuable in its own right—that goes without saying. However, a remarkable alchemist turned it into an outstanding Magic Sword——"

"Magic Sword." He repeated.

The auction hall fell quiet for a mont.

Those Glow Magic Items and Fake Magic Items are generally referred to as Alchemy Items in public, but only truly powerful swords can be labeled as Magic Swords. This statent clearly proved that the sword in his hand was indeed such a Magic Sword.

No adventurer, rcenary, or knight wouldn’t be moved by a well-suited weapon, and this statent made them hold their breath.

But as if to confirm his words, the auctioneer suddenly swung the sword backwards. The sword struck the anvil behind him with sparks flying, and almost everyone in the auction hall heard a faint hiss—a deep cut had already appeared on the tal surface, and moreover, the corrosive marks on the cut were remarkably impressive.

Everyone gasped, even the private boxes above fell silent for a mont.

The auctioneer laid down the sword, clapped his hands, "This sword is called the Heart of the Tree, the starting price is twenty-five thousand torr, each incrent must be at least five percent of the starting price."

"Let the bidding begin—"

Antitina heard the price and couldn’t help but frown, "Isn’t that a bit high?" After all, she was a noble daughter and didn’t understand what a good weapon ant to those who constantly face life and death.

"Of course not," Batom shook his head decisively, "If I didn’t know it was the Lord’s work, I might have bid myself. Most adventurers and peers here have saved a bit of money, and a Magic Sword, I think they wouldn’t miss such an opportunity. Unless they don’t use swords."

Just as if responding to his words, as soon as he finished speaking, the first bidder raised his paddle.

Then, one after another, people raised their paddles in succession. The auctioneer didn’t even need to stir up the atmosphere; the contest for the sword had already reached a feverish pitch.

The price climbed almost dizzyingly to sixty thousand torr, and then only four or five voices responding to each other were left.

Limp Man only recognized one among them. He told Brand that it was the proxy of the Deputy Commander of the Silver Wing Cavalry.

Brand thought it would be best if the Commander of the Silver Wing Cavalry also joined in, as he intended to defeat that All Things Return to One lackey sooner or later, and he could return the favor then.