"Next up are the spell tomes! Each batch will be sold at 100 Supreme Coins, with a minimum increment of 5 coins. Bidding, start!" Deia declared enthusiastically.

As soon as Deia called out, some bids were made. Even if the fellows on the other continents might not want them, Fallon's mages did.

The immortals could use these to store battle techniques and cultivation methods, samurai could use it to store their Battle Aura techniques and Bushido Mantras, etc.

Eventually, the tomes were all sold out. The lowest bid was 195 Supreme Coins while the highest was 320 Supreme Coins. The competition for them had really heated up near the end, which had made the prices soar past even what Deia had expected.

She wore an expression of pleasant surprise as she called the last bit and then gazed pointedly at the VIP rooms where the Demonic Thralls and Divine Envoys were. This next bit was obviously their stage, and very few would dare to compete with them over this.

"Now, we shall begin the auction for the Soul Paper. Each batch is sold at 500 Supreme Coins, with a minimum increment of 10 coins. Bidding, start!"

Despite the seemingly high price, the target demographic was not bothered. The bids rained down quickly, coming to a battle within their forces. After all, these Demonic Envoys did not all serve one leader, but had come here as a group out of convenience.

Soon, the first batch's price soared to 1,200 Supreme Coins and it did not look like it would stop. This left those down below frozen in shock, not understanding the kind of numbers they were seeing.

They understood that these things were useful to Demons and Devils, fine, but not this much surely?

1,200 Supreme Coins was nothing to scoff at!

Even if they were trying to secure the good quickly, it had surpassed the value it would be sold on the shelves for, right?

Besides, it had little resale value and could not be processed into finished goods for profit. It was only for personal consumption, so it should, even more, not be this high right?

Wrong!

While their lament made sense from a general point of view, it was also plagued by their stations. To them who could only trade for hundreds of Supreme Coins at most, they would feel the pain at this amount.

To those VIPs who had 10,000 Supreme Coins at the minimum, it was a pittance. Just like how a rich man would buy a Ferrari but an average man would settle for a Toyota or KIA.

Eventually, the 10 batches were sold at 1270, 1190, 1340, 1320, 1280, 1080, 1090, 930, 1540, and 1780 Supreme Coins respectively. Many different factions among the Demonic Thralls laughed happily as they had secured great things for their lords, while those who lost out glared at them with hate.

Unlike those below, these fellows were not bothered about hiding their identity or their gains. This was a part of their confidence and arrogance in their own power!

If you were a man with five testicles and three penises, cross their path and see whether you would live to see another day!

Deia then gestured to the final item, the Divine Tablets with a winsome smile. "The final item shall be priced at 500 Supreme Coins per batch. The minimum increment allowed is 10 Supreme Coins. Bidding, start!"

This time, it was the turn of the Divine Envoys to show their prowess. And show it they did, as prices climbed past anything the Demonic Thralls had put forth. It couldn't be helped, the wealth of Elysium was well documented.

Compared to the barren land of Armadon, it was natural that the Divine Envoys would be far richer and more extravagant. The first bid soon reached 3,400 Supreme Coins, leaving the entire auction shaking.

Even Darius in the back had turned solemn, understanding that his plan to make the Supreme Coin the number one throughout Faust would be ten times harder than he had thought.

With such wealth, the best Darius could do was control a few continents, but he would likely never be able to breach Elysium.

The Apprentices were watching with enraptured expressions, totally engrossed in the events. Even Xela was lost in them, while Darius and Gunner watched aloofly.

The half-giant had little interest in what was going on, while Darius was basically watching everything play out as he predicted.

The first bid ended at 3700 Supreme Coins, with the second at 3500, the third at 4200, the fourth at 4100, the fifth at 3900, the sixth at 2800, the seventh at 2700, the eighth at 3300, the ninth at 6500, and the final one at 7600.

At this point, the crowd had grown numb to it. They had been shown what the limit of wealth was, and even the Demonic Thralls were speechless.

They did not expect the Divine Envoys to be so overbearing, and they felt this extravagant spending was done to show the gap between the demon faction and the god faction. It made them feel irritated, as they had undoubtedly suffered a loss in this round.

Deia then clapped her hands and attracted the attention of the crowd. "The next section will be the residency sale, the one after that the citizenship sale, and the final one the academy entry sale."

Immediately, many VIPs lost interest, as they felt the value of such things were not worth their time. They laid back in their seats hoping it would hurry up and move to the section they were waiting for.

Even the common floor members were only marginally interested. In the next three sections, even though the prices were high, some fellows mainly bid out of curiosity or boredom.

Obviously, in the coming months, all these VIPs who had slept on this chance would dearly regret their actions here, while these lucky fellows who had decided to gamble would be so happy that it was rumored that they would wake up at random times in the night, laughing so loudly that even ghosts would be scared.