Eight Serpent Scales were known to be brought back to Pangea by the Cygni Faction and the Elite Faction led by David.
David and another one of his members had decided to auction the Scales in their possession.
The two other scales belonged to the retainers of the Smith and Lockwood Families.
These two Wanderers offered them as a gift to the Patriarchs of these two Prestigious Families, earning them great merits for their contribution.
Each Monarch Clan was led by a Monarch.
Each Prestigious Family was led by a Throne.
However, many believed that a Throne could beat a Monarch as long as they also possessed a Mythical-Grade Equipment.
All the blacksmiths in the world couldn’t help but look at these scales with bloodshot eyes. In their point of view, being able to craft a Mythical or Legendary Grade Equipment would cement their prestige, and their names be written in the history books.
It would be the greatest honor for anyone pursuing their craft, so all the powerful families in the world wished to get a share of that pie.
Right now, only two scales were up for Auction, and their value would definitely skyrocket to an astronomical price by the time the bidding ended.
Renz knew that his brother would wish to bid for these items.
But since Zion was the one who defeated the Majin King, he believed that the cunning teenager also possessed a few scales on his own.
This was the reason why he decided to give him a call, and his hunch was proven right.
“Brother, aside from the two scales that Zion will give us, make sure to bid on the serpent scales up for auction,” Renz advised. “Even if you don’t win the bidding, we must not allow the other families to suspect that we already have two scales in our possession.
“Also, Zion asked me to tell you that you should personally pick it up from their residence. Make sure to wear a disguise and move incognito.”
“I understand,” Wendell replied. “You did well, Brother!”
“Mmm. Anything for the Elrod Family. By the way, you should also take this opportunity to talk to Zion’s parents about a possible alliance through marriage. My nieces are so pretty, and they will definitely be a good match for him.”
“Good! This is really a good idea. Leave it to me.”
While the two brothers were talking, similar things were happening in the world of Pangea.
Somewhere in the Sirius Continent…
The Monarch of the Sirius Clan, Aaron Ashford, frowned as he looked at the Black Serpent Scale that was up for auction.
“I don’t know if these scales are a blessing or a curse,” Aaron muttered.
Right now, the Monarchs stood at the apex of the world because, not only were they the strongest humans, but they also possessed a Mythical-Grade equipment each.
The scale of a Majin King was a high-grade material that could potentially create a Mythical- Grade or a Legendary-Grade Equipment due to its Rank.
Whoever possessed it would have the chance to become a powerhouse, which would cause trouble if it landed in the hands of his rivals and competitors.
He was very tempted to raid the Auction House and steal the Serpent Scale, but he knew that this was a very bad move.
The Auction House belonged to the Central Government, and the items were currently under Lawrence’s safekeeping.
Just like him, Lawrence was also a Monarch, and he was the strongest among them.
‘I guess I have no choice but to bid for it,’ Aaron thought.
However, a thought also passed through his mind.
News of Zion Leventis defeating a Majin King had already spread within the inner circles of the Monarch Clans and Prestigious Families.
At first, no one wanted to believe these stories, but when the Serpent Scales appeared in the auction, everyone realized that this wasn’t propaganda made by the Central Government and the Leventis Family to boost Zion’s popularity.
According to eyewitness reports, the Laplace Demon came and took the corpse of the Majin King, preventing anyone from getting its body.
However, Aaron couldn’t help but doubt this information.
He didn’t believe that Zion wasn’t able to receive anything from his trouble, which led him to assume that the Leventis Family had some serpent scales in their possession as well.
The thing that Aaron was afraid of was that there would come a time when the Prestigious Families would gain Mythical-Grade Equipments and challenge their rule.
If that really happened, the power and prestige that the Monarch Clans were currently enjoying would come to an end as well.
Aaron snapped a finger, and a man wearing a black suit appeared beside him.
“Order our spies in the Aldebaran Continent to pay extra attention to the Leventis Family,” Aaron ordered. “If there is a chance, make sure to infiltrate the residence of Zion Leventis. There might be a serpent scale lying around in their home.”
“Sir, I don’t know if you know about this information, but Zion’s father, Gerald, is also a blacksmith,” the Man-in-black replied. “It is possible that he has possession of the scale and might be crafting it as we speak.”
“He can’t craft something like that,” Aaron shook his head. “Only those with Unique Flames could break down materials that came from monsters that are Rank 9 and above. Gerald has been kicked out from the family, and the highest grade equipment that he has put up for sale are only of the Gold-Grade.
“He hasn’t succeeded in crafting an Adamantine-Grade equipment even once. This means that he doesn’t possess a Unique Flame. Even if he has it in his possession, he will still be unable to craft the Serpent Scale.”
The man-in-black nodded in agreement. “I understand. We will do as you say, My Lord.” After giving the Monarch a respectful bow, the man disappeared, leaving Aaron alone in his thoughts.
Of all the Thrones that ruled the Prestigious Families, Arthur Leventis was said to be able to fight Monarchs because he was a Pseudo-Monarch.
He stood at the peak of the Throne and only needed one opportunity to break through its
Ranks.
If he ever gained a Mythical Weapon, Aaron knew that he would have another rival in his goal
of world domination.
A flash of killing intent appeared at the depths of the Monarch’s eyes as he contemplated whether he should go to the Aldebaran Continent and eliminate Arthur and Zion Leventis
before they became strong enough to challenge him.
However, he pushed this matter aside for the time being.
‘I’ll wait after the Jinn Invasion in the Cygni Continent has concluded,’ Aaron mused. ‘It will not be too late to kill them once that threat has been dealt with. Once I’m done using them, I will personally end their lives.’
Aaron felt very good about himself because he believed that Arthur’s and Zion’s lives were under his control.
If only he knew that Arthur was keeping a secret and that four Mythical-Grade Equipments were already in the hands of the Leventis Family, he wouldn’t be too confident in his plan to eliminate the Leventis Family and dispose of one of the greatest threats that could challenge the position of the Monarch Clans.
A storm was brewing in the skies of Pangea, and it was only a matter of time before the rain started to fall upon the ambitions of the people who wished to make the world dance at the
palm of their hands.