Monster Paradise was unusually lively.
Delegations from one faction after another arrived outside Beast Island, which had retained its primeval landscape. The first thing they saw was the extraordinary sight in the sky.
From the outer port, ships sailed along a river flowing through the sky toward the island's heart.
Birds of prey and pteranodons circled overhead throughout the journey.
Trees dozens or even hundreds of meters tall stretched on without end. Fearsome wild beasts appeared from time to time, and monsters dozens of meters tall were hardly rare.
The fights between the wild beasts were savage.
Some even set their sights on the visitors, but dared not approach under the escort of flocks of birds of prey.
Typhon might rule the island, but he did nothing to restrain its many wild beasts.
Most of the island's wild beasts knew of Typhon and, under normal circumstances, would not lightly provoke people he had brought there.
A week after Typhon spread the news,
the auction officially began.
Typhon had no intention of waiting for anyone. There were eighty-one lots, and he would sell only one portion of blood each day.
Even those who arrived late would have a chance. Coming two months later would be fine.
Guests from every faction gathered in the hastily built auction house.
Typhon's terrifying aura weighed on nearly everyone.
That was the presence of the King of Monsters. None of them wanted to experience his dreadful power firsthand.
How had former Marine Admiral Zhikai died? It had been nothing short of a slaughter.
The Monster Legion's presence gave the assembled guests a spectacle unlike any other.
"The auction is now open! The first portion of Monster Blood starts at five million Beli!"
A well-known auctioneer from the Underworld presided over the sale.
It was an auction