That's why it sold for one hundred and twenty million gold, surpassing even the starting price of a legendary magical item like the Soul of an Elf.
If there had been more wealthy bidders that day, it might have fetched two billion.
Although Soga didn't need them now and didn't intend to use them, the value of the Anger of the Fire God staff was second only to top-tier legendary items.
It was far more valuable than most lower-tier magical items.
Perhaps some people wouldn't understand why, but it's simple: rarity makes things valuable.
Fire magic is both the most common and powerful in all four elements, so its items command higher prices.
Even though they don't match the Soul of an Elf in performance, they can still sell for high values.
For Soga, whether it was the Soul of an Elf or the Corona de Atlántida, they were equivalent to artifacts.
They didn’t offer an immediate boost in strength but gradually integrated fire staffs into his body over time, enhancing his own power.
This is why instructors repeatedly warned him about relying on magical equipment.
Magical equipment is dead, and true power lies in one's own abilities.
Although its current impact isn't obvious, once Soga grew stronger and trained longer, the benefits from these items would far exceed a simple 100% power boost.
No one could fully measure their influence.
After his excitement faded, Soga felt lost.
Given the characteristics of the Atlantis crown, he no longer needed to intentionally meditate every moment.
Since he was always in a meditative state, what should he do with all this extra time?After much contemplation, Soga's eyes lit up as he took out the small creature from his pocket.
He first used a Moisture Spell to wake it up, then commanded it to fly.
Facing the bat-sized creature, Soga smiled mischievously and raised his hand.
An Ice Ball spell instantly activated, hitting the creature unexpectedly.
It was flung several meters before crashing into a pillar.
The impact wasn't strong enough to cause much damage, but its body being so delicate, it could only cry out pitifully without moving.
Looking at Soga desperately, hoping for mercy from its master.
Of course, Soga wouldn’t let it die.
With several Moisture Spells, he quickly healed the creature.
But just as the little Ice Dragon was about to lay down and refuse to get up, Soga cast a Mud Puddle spell.
The small Ice Dragon's body became stuck in the muck, unable to escape no matter how hard it struggled.
Watching the creature’s frantic movements, Soga wasn’t done yet.
A cold ice ball formed in his right hand.
Seeing this, the Ice Dragon screamed, trying to free itself from the mud while spreading its wings to avoid being hit by the ball of ice.
Unfortunately, Soga's new spell activation mode allowed him to cast the Ice Ball instantly.
The creature only had time to scream before it was hit again and flung out of the muck.
While managing to escape, it suffered severe injuries once more.
It seemed Soga was determined to torture the little Ice Dragon.
After hitting it against a pillar, he used Moisture Spells to heal its wounds.
This time, the Ice Dragon learned its lesson and tried to fly away with its wings after healing.
However, his actions were still too slow, and one of its legs got stuck in the mud.
Soga kept targeting the small Ice Dragon, using Moisture Spells, Ice Balls, and Mud Puddle spells continuously.
Although it was less than half a year until the competition, Soga knew that he needed to start targeted training now to be able to defeat stronger opponents when the time came.