A Log Worth 57 Million, On Sale for 1 Yuan!

The ground shook violently, and the buildings swayed.

The entire Youkeshin Auction House was razed to the ground by the massive explosion!

A dense crowd of players had gathered before the auction house's luxurious marble entrance.

They had originally been waiting for the rich player who bought the log to show up, so they could teach him just how treacherous people in the Virtual World could be.

The instant the explosion went off, the lavish marble facade shattered, fragments blasting outward like shotgun pellets!

The utterly unprepared players were pelted head-on by fist-sized chunks of marble. Unable to resist at all, they were blasted away one after another, their heads split open and blood streaming down their faces.

Even on the streets farther away, players fell in swathes, coughing up blood.

Within five meters, everyone died on the spot.

Bodies piled up on the steps before the entrance like torn sacks, a scene of extreme brutality.

The players farther away had survived, but they were still critically injured.

Their Health Bars were nearly empty, blood flowing from all seven orifices.

When they groped around blindly through the darkness clouding their vision and struggled back to their feet, all they could see were heaps upon heaps of corpses.

And beyond those corpses, the auction house that had vanished into thin air.

Forget the players and auctioneer inside—even old Netero, the ceiling of combat power, had disappeared.

Only players who had mastered Nen Ability could infer from the traces of Nen lingering in the air that the old man had been blasted away and was probably still alive.

Of course, most players had no mood to care whether the old man lived or died right now.

There were only two things on everyone's mind—

Who the fuck had such a complete lack