An irregular fog-like creature drifted by, revealing its body embedded in the rock wall, made from the corpse of a giant worm.
The mimicry of a withered trunk stood at the auction house entrance, poised before the ring of splintered teeth in the giant worm's mouth.
"Leave it to us, you don't need to do everything personally."
Bishop Jon bowed respectfully and led some believers closer to the auction hall.
After a brief exchange, Bishop Jon returned, confirmed that the auction of bizarre rarities was here, but participation in tomorrow night's auction requires an invitation, and the invitations had already been distributed.
All that remained was the rule of the old sewers for Lu Li: to seize the invitation from other beings.
Or raid the auction house.
It was clear that the identity of an Exorcist was ineffective here.
Even if it were effective, it would have a negative impact.
