"Who's there? So noisy! Die!"
The Celestial Dragon family, sitting in the front row, was stuck at this moment, neither up nor down. Without even looking at the newcomer, he angrily pulled out a pistol and fired a shot towards the doorway.
The sound of metal clashing came, and Little Dragon Person Nero, wagging her tail, swaggered in.
"Umu, I'm a little late, so I'll forgive your rudeness."
Nero's figure emerged from the smoke and dust, becoming clearer and clearer, while an abnormal demonic aura slowly filled the entire auction house.
"But I haven't forgiven you yet!" The bubble-headed Celestial Dragon fired another shot, cursing under his breath.
The incident of Nero killing a Celestial Dragon back then was suppressed by the Gorosei working together, only circulating among the Celestial Dragons.
The purpose was also to warn the Celestial Dragons that if they encountered a madman like Nero, they must never act, but stand still and quietly wait for rescue.
But after so many years, basically no Celestial Dragon still remembered this incident. Who among the trash from the lower world would keep it in their minds?
Even Nicuss, they only thought the geographical environment was special.
Only a few high-ranking Celestial Dragons knew how terrifying Nero was.
"Umu, I'm truly sorry! How should I apologize?" Nero walked up to the Celestial Dragon, tilting her head and chuckling softly.
"You commoner are quite sensible, aren't you?" Only then did he carefully examine Nero's appearance, and then his throat bobbed: "Seeing as you're so sensible, I'll let you be my 17th wife."
"That's truly an honor!" Nero's smile brightened a little: "Umu, but I have even better compensation here!"
"Stop babbling! I'll just…"
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Nero raise her hand: "A Celestial Dragon's head! Of superior quality, freshly picked, you see it's still warm!"
"Fa…ther…" He stared blankly at the head in front of him, as if water splattered on his mask, and his body mechanically twisted.
A headless corpse beside him had not yet fallen, and blood sprayed from its neck like a fountain.
"You…you, you commoner!! What exactly did you do?" Raising his hand to shoot, the bubble-headed Celestial Dragon was now both terrified and furious.
"Umu, you don't like it?" Precisely blocking each attack with the head, Nero casually tossed the head in her hand.
"It's alright! I have others!"
Nero, who had just thrown away the head with both hands, raised her left hand, and another female head was held in her grasp.
"Umu, I think you'll like this one. For young men, a female is better, isn't it?"
"Sis…sister?" Sitting down on the ground, the bubble-headed Celestial Dragon's eyes were filled with despair.
"You damned fellow! How dare you kill a Celestial Dragon??? Just wait, an Admiral will come immediately and kill all of you!"
"Admiral? Umu, are you referring to that Three-Colored Momotaro Group? That's truly exciting!"
"But before that, it's your turn now!" Nero's expression darkened.
"Na…Nani? You still want to kill me? Do you know what crime it is to murder a Celestial Dragon?!"
The bubble-headed Celestial Dragon sat on the ground, scrambling backward with hands and feet: "Someone! Quick, kill him!"
No one moved, the guards were as if dead.
Only then did he realize that the once bustling auction house was now so quiet that only his own voice echoed.
"Hey! Are you all dead? Can't you hear my command? Ah ah ah!"
Angry roars were still useless; everyone was frozen in place by Nero, fear spreading through their limbs, immersed in their own worlds.
A crimson dragon claw covered the Celestial Dragon's fishbowl, the overlapping scales like red jade, warm and lustrous.
But the Celestial Dragon didn't think so. Through the dragon claw, he could vaguely see crimson blood-red eyes, and the cracks on the glass continuously widened, each one a test of his sanity.
Just as he was about to beg for mercy, Nero suddenly moved her hand away.
"Just kidding! Umu, were you scared?"
What met his eyes was Nero's suddenly changed smiling face. He was a bit stunned, not understanding the current situation, but the previous circumstances made him dare not act rashly now.
"You always say your bloodline is noble, Umu! I've become a little interested too!"
Ignoring the Celestial Dragon's bewildered reaction, Nero continued to speak with a smile: "Cheer up! I plan to take you back to Nicuss for dissection, to see what's special about you!"
"Eh?"
The mask shattered with a crash, and in the last moments of consciousness, glass shards and Nero's claw gradually enlarged.
Having dealt with the Celestial Dragon family, Nero walked onto the stage and snatched the microphone: "The interlude performance ends here! Everyone can applaud and cheer!"
There was dead silence; the demonic oppressive feeling still lingered, not to mention that a Celestial Dragon had died. Even though Nero spoke, no one dared to make a sound.
"I said! You can applaud and cheer!"
Her tone deepened, and Nero's dragon tail extended, instantly crushing the people in the first few rows into a bloody pulp.
"Clap!"
"Clap! Clap clap! Clap clap clap!"
Violent applause erupted, as if at the end of a musical, gentlemen and ladies could only express their inner excitement with applause.
"Umu! Where are the cheers? Am I not worthy? Or was the Celestial Dragon's acting too poor?" Nero was not satisfied, however, and tilted her head, feigning confusion.
Her demonic voice, amidst the fervent applause, clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
"Her Majesty Nero! Long…live!"
"Amazing! I've never seen such a wonderful performance!"
"Truly art!"
"Her Majesty Nero is fantastic!"
"As splendid as a rose!"
"To witness Her Majesty Nero's performance with my own eyes, this life was worth it!!"
All sorts of compliments poured out freely, and Nero on the stage finally nodded as if satisfied.
Raising her hand and fanning downwards twice, Nero motioned for everyone to quiet down.
In an instant, the auction house returned to a deathly silence.
"Umu, in that case, I declare the auction to continue, and I shall take over the stage next!!"
Nero spread her arms, as if welcoming everyone.
"And now for the next auction item!"
"A noble from Nicuss, a 6-year-old girl!"
"The only daughter of the rose emperor Nero's Admiral — Kleine Granfield!!!"
"And not only that, it seems there's a buy-one-get-one-free deal under this red curtain, with a little bonus gift included!"
Nero's hand reached for the iron cage covered with red fabric: "Let me see what this little bonus gift is?"
"3-2-1!"
Nero waved her hand, and the curtain was violently ripped open, revealing two figures, one large and one small… Meanwhile, Fisher Tiger, having been flung by Nero, indeed saved a lot of time.
Looking up, the peak was still obscured by clouds, Fisher Tiger estimated it would take about another day.
Thinking of what he was about to do, a surge of power instantly coursed through his body, and he silently continued to climb the steep rock face.
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