Chapter 655: The Auction Ends

By now the auction was downright stifling. Every new bid could be the last. Every second was the buyers grappling with whether they could justify the price. The North was rich and prosperous, while the West needed the combined wealth of Satan and the Pontiff to compete. The Western government could provide the ships, but they’d need the citadels’ capital. However, their relationship with the Western government wasn’t nearly so close as in the North.

“One Capital ship, one dreadnaught and two expedition ships!” Metatron grit his teeth and lifted his paddle.

“Take it then!” The Terminator hissed. He didn’t press further.

Metatron, a ninth level Adept at his peak, nearly collapsed. He let out a long breath. Was it over? He’d won.

“One Capital ship and two dreadnaughts.” Just as the buyers were...