SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 303

Chapter 303: Auction finished!

Davina’s voice rang clear again, trying to maintain composure amid the rising tension. "We have another bid—twenty million gold!" Gasps rippled through the room. Surprisingly, it was Phoenix.

Damon snapped out of his thoughts as he noticed the girl. She was still going at it? He bitterly smiled. If this filthy rich brother and sister duo somehow managed to flop his carefully strategized plan, that would be the ultimate fuck up.

He quickly pulled up his status screen and decided not to let that happen, even by chance. He never thought that the duo had such deep pockets. Did they perhaps run into some sort of gold mind inside the game?

Thinking about it, Damon quickly sent a message. "Back out of the auction. Right now." He was typing and retyping some sort of explanation, which did not involve him revealing the truth, but it looked like that wasn’t needed after all.

As soon as he sent the first message, Phoenix stared at the words in shock for a moment before decisively shutting her mouth. When Blood Wraith tried to ask her about it, she simply shook her head.

Blood Wraith blinked at her, confused. "Wait, what the hell? You were just about to break them! Why stop now?"

Phoenix shrugged with practiced nonchalance, but a faint sweat glistened at her temples. "Not worth it," she muttered, gaze flicking in Damon’s direction just once.

Blood Wraith frowned but didn’t press further. Something about the way his sister said that made even him uneasy. Damon, watching from across the room, allowed himself a breath of relief. That was one potential grenade defused.

Both during the purification raid and now, Blood Wraith and Phoenix had helped him out quite a bit. She did not even try to pry and see if the masked person was him. Damon appreciated that. He made a mental note to meet with the two soon.

As he was thinking about them, it looked like the auction was finally coming to an end. With Phoenix backing out, the other four aggressively bid for a while until something unexpected happened.

Damon quickly caught the small development. All of a sudden, one player from each guild quickly stepped forward and whispered in the bidding players’ ears.

The shift was subtle, easily missed by most. But Damon wasn’t most people. His eyes narrowed as he watched the chain reaction unfold. The moment those whispers landed, the bidders’ expressions darkened. One by one, like dominoes toppling in sequence, they began stepping back.

The momentum of the auction had slammed to a halt, not because someone had outbid the rest, but because the heavyweights had, for some reason, surrendered.

Davina blinked, clearly caught off guard. "Um... it seems..." She cleared her throat and glanced at the stage managers, who only shrugged helplessly. "The current high bid of twenty-five million gold... stands uncontested."

That meant...

Damon slowly turned toward the last bidder, the Legion of Justice. The American super guild was walking home with the grand prize. Or so it seemed.

But something felt wrong.

Damon’s gaze lingered on the Legion of Justice booth. The man standing there, a tall, clean-cut warrior in silver-blue armor, was the very picture of victory, nodding calmly as Davina tried to recover her composure.

The sale of the legendary treasure chest had finally come to an end, and applause kicked in along with gasps, murmurs, and chatter.

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