Bab 33: Chapter 33: Escor and Woohee
The white-robed man stared in Marcus' direction in shock.
"Pwaah!"
Suddenly he collapsed onto his knees and vomited blood. He raised one hand to cover his mouth while the other grasped his chest. Only loud coughing sounds could be heard in the silent room as onlookers watched on in fear, awe and shock. Meanwhile, Thunder Saber, Mammoth and Silver Sparrow Emperor had a sneer on their faces as they revelled in the suffering of others. However, their sneers were soon wiped off their faces as a dense and powerful aura weighed down upon them. Marcus' cold voice was once again heard in the room, "If you were the one to defeat him then I would understand why you would be sneering at him, however, I was the one to defeat him so why are you sneering? Do you take my powers as yours? Or do you think that you can order me around as you like?"
"We don't dare!" The three quickly fell on their knees as they prostrated themselves while begging for forgiveness. "Please forgive us, Senior. We didn't mean to sully your name in any way! We were simply happy that this arrogant person was taught a lesson! Please forgive us!"
"Hmph!" Marcus merely snorted at them before talking to the white-robed man once again, "Kid, what's your name?"
"I am Escor," said the white-robed man white respect as he bowed towards Marcus.
"Take this," said Marcus as he tapped Gaia who was beside him, "Oh and remember kid, Infernal Frost came from the Inferno Realm."
Escor was confused when suddenly a voice rang in his head Suddenly his lips curled up into a smile and he once again bowed towards Marcus, "Thank you, Senior! I shall stay clear of you and will pledge allegiance in the future when I feel I have garnered necessary strength." He then followed the white ball that hurriedly caught up to him to a golden door.
In the pocket dimension, Marcus smiled when he heard Escor's response. "His name was Escor huh? I wonder which one belongs to him?"
"Do you think that he will really stay clear of you brother?" Gaia asked.
"Of course," Marcus replied with a smile. "He definitely will otherwise he wouldn't be a warrior. Actually, he is more suited to be a soldier than a Dungeon Master so I'm pretty sure that he will happily hand over the control of his dungeon so that he can pursue his martial arts. However, his pride will not allow him to give me an empty dungeon with no remarkable forces, therefore his earlier words.
Meanwhile, in the other pocket dimension, Escor was talking to the air. "How is the dungeon going Woohee?"
"Woohee! It's going well, Master! Woohee!" came a voice from the air.
"Alright, we have a change of plans Woohee. I want you to start building incubators on Floors 90 to 100 and I want you to incubate the eggs we found last month. Use the best materials we have for this matter."
"Woohee understands! Woohee!" the voice replied.
"Alright, I trust you Woohee," Escor replied. He stared at Marcus' direction and muttered, "I think I just found a good general who I can serve wholeheartedly. No, I think he..."
Soon many more people came flooding in and filling up the empty seats on the bottom floor. Some VIPs have also arrived and started to fill up the silver door pocket dimensions. However, other than Marcus and Escor, no other Dungeon Masters came. Spirits busily moved around the venue as they hurriedly organised the items to be auctioned and seated the guests who were looking for seats. As this was happening ten conspicuous people dressed in black robes followed by a massive escort of people entered the hall. They quietly followed their respective Spirits as they entered their pocket dimensions. Marcus naturally took notice of them and he quickly examined them. The ones in black robes would most likely be Dungeon Masters while their escorts would probably be the warriors who would later participate in the tournament, Gate to Vega. With the arrival of these people only sixty Dungeon Masters remain and the auction would start in roughly an hour.
Ten minutes later five men dressed in different coloured robes came in rapid succession. They were followed by an entourage of about a hundred men each.
30 minutes later twenty-five men dressed in black tobes came in rapid succession followed by an entourage of men.
15 minutes before the auction began another twenty-five men dressed in black robes arrived at the same time followed by yet another large entourage of men.
Two minutes later a man in purple robes followed by five men entered their pocket dimension.
Three minutes before the auction began three men dressed in silver, copper and ruby coloured robes arrived followed by three men each. They quickly entered their respective pocket dimensions and made no fuss. With only three minutes left only a single guest was left. Just a single Dungeon Master and the auction would proceed. In normal circumstances, the auction would already be ongoing despite there being three minutes left. However, the missing guest was a guest of honour so it was impossible to not wait for the guest even if it meant sacrificing the reputation of the Thousand Treasures Auction. After all, gossip can only do so much but a real powerful guest could cause a reputable Auction House to be shut down. Of course the that would never happen to the Thousand Treasures Auction due to their reputable backing however it was still a better choice to wait for their guest of honour no matter how long it took.
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