This time, the auctioneer had died by detonating a nuclear weapon.
Of course, it was not the kind of nuclear weapon with an enormous blast radius and horrifying contamination. It was an ultra-miniature capsule nuke. After swallowing it, his body began to glow, golden light shooting from his cell walls, before his body was reduced to ashes in the radiance.
"I hereby announce that Room 202 has successfully bid for the Contra Goddess. The auctioneer is dead. The transaction is locked!"
The auctioneer's lingering soul was even more tattered than that of an auctioneer who had died normally. It looked like a pair of underwear worn for ten years, riddled with holes. After shouting that one sentence, it simply vanished.
He did not even have the chance for his soul to scatter. He had died too miserably.
"So that's how it is."
Aiou slightly used Three Thousand Motherly Loves in his mind and finally understood what the auctioneer's manner of death was connected to.
At that moment, the formation lit up. Aiou stepped forward to pay, and then the Contra Goddess's statue was delivered over, along with a potion to undo the petrification.
Put nicely, Aiou's Mind Ape was restless. Put bluntly, he was heartless and carefree.
He picked up the potion, opened the bottle, and poured it over the statue's head. The goddess, who had been like white jade, shed her petrification in the blink of an eye. The next instant, she struck at Aiou with her palm.
"Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"
Aiou was not about to be outdone. With a loud roar, he thrust his own palm forward.
The two palms collided, and violent ripples erupted in an instant. Aiou rolled backward, while the goddess let out a muffled grunt and likewise took a step back.
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