FakeNovelWilbur sighed. "I told you Vicks killed himself, didn't I? Do you believenow?"
He got back into his van, driving across the border of Moda and Kosanto, finally returning to Diseya.
Back in his hotel room, Wilbur entered his demiplane. The encounter with Devon and the others on the way here had caused two
and a half hours to tick by, and there was only half an hour left on the timer.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing as there was still a bit of time, Wilbur put all the items he had gotten from the auction into the Dragon's Altar one by one.
His grace points increased as the pale flames shot up, and he got a total of four thousand grace points.
"Four thousand?"
Wilbur gasped. "That means I'm still a thousand grace points away. Does that mean I'm going to have to give up on the Dragon's
Breath?"
The thought disappointed Wilbur immensely, and he stumbled backward. He found himself tripping over a huge rock and turned to
see the last ore he bid sitting there silently.
Wilbur lit up at once. "Oh man, | nearly ot about you!"
He squatted down to heave the three-hundred-kilogram hunk of ore up, before putting it into the Dragon's Altar. The pale flames
shot up, and Wilbur prayed with all his might that he would get a thousand grace points out of it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe looked up at the hourglass when the flames disappeared: Neen thousand grace points.
Wilbur widened his eyes in shock and disbelief. It was important to note that all the items before had only gotten him a total of four
thousand grace points, but this huge rock had gotten him five thousand in one go
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