Chapter 101 Entering the Killing City

The City of Slaughter is located in the north of Douluo Continent, in the eastern part of Beiyuan, and the entrance is below a tavern in a small town.

The next morning, Zhuang Xingyu went through the family secret passage and rushed all the way to the northeast. In less than three days, he arrived at the small town.

Zhuang Xingyu checked again to make sure that he had used the Chaos Pearl to completely cover up the aura of the Chaos Holy Seed, Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao and other things in his sea of ​​consciousness, and to ensure that the Shura God could not detect anything abnormal, before he felt at ease to enter.

All the buildings in the town were black, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, creating a dark and terrifying atmosphere. Even at noon, with the sun high in the sky, there was still no sense of warmth.

Occasionally, a few figures walked on the street, with dull eyes, dragging their bodies and wandering aimlessly like zombies, giving off a strong sense of the style of a wasteland with a strong biochemical crisis and zombies rampant.

Only when he saw the stranger Zhuang Xingyu, his eyes flashed with greed, and then he showed some human emotions.

However, these people could not see through Zhuang Xingyu's strength at all and did not dare to act rashly.

In fact, it is quite normal. Those who come here are fallen soul masters who are wanted and have nowhere to hide. They come here to seek refuge. The truly courageous ones have already entered the City of Slaughter, either by force or on their own initiative.

Those who dare not enter the City of Slaughter and only dare to wander around the entrance are not very brave. They can bully the weak, but when facing an unfathomable person like Zhuang Xingyu, they naturally dare not attack.

Almost everything has two forms, light and dark. The City of Slaughter is undoubtedly one of the dark sides of Douluo Continent.

Zhuang Xingyu did not attack these fallen soul masters, because these were all resources! After Zhuang Xingyu killed the King of Slaughter Tang Chen and took control of the Slaughter City, these people would become Zhuang Xingyu's subordinates!

Those who can be educated can be educated, and those who cannot be educated also play a huge role. Whether it is mining or fighting against evil soul masters, they are all good choices. As long as they are arranged reasonably, this City of Slaughter will be a new top three sect.

No matter whether it is a black cat or a white cat, a cat that catches mice is a good cat. The shape of water depends on the shape of the container that holds it! A qualified superior must learn to control different characters.

Zhuang Xingyu didn't stay for long and went straight to the entrance of the City of Slaughter - the tavern.

There was no such thing as playing the pig and eating the tiger game. Zhuang Xingyu directly released the mental power of Super Douluo, and everyone in the tavern was knocked unconscious.

As for Bloody Mary, that's human blood! Whoever wants to drink it can drink it, but Zhuang Xingyu won't drink it anyway.

It is not so troublesome to enter the City of Slaughter. Relying on his extremely high control over the laws of space, Zhuang Xingyu directly broke through the space and came to the real entrance of the City of Slaughter.

Zhuang Xingyu walked through the long corridor, looked around, and thought to himself, "Interesting, the City of Slaughter is not really built under the tavern, but in a small space opened up by the Shura God. The people inside are like those in a certain movie: The Truman Show, like puppets, being monitored by the Shura God the whole time."

After walking about 2 kilometers, a voice suddenly came from the corridor: "Welcome to the City of Slaughter... You can get everything you want, but the price is your life."

It seems like a set program that will ring whenever someone passes by.

Then, as I turned a corner, I saw a dazzling light in front of me. After I pushed open the door and walked out, I saw 101 warriors wearing heavy black armor standing in front of me.

The leading knight, sitting upright on his warhorse, said coldly: "Young man, you have violated the rules. I am Scott, the most loyal Terror Knight of the Great King of Slaughter! Today I will punish you in accordance with the rules..."

Before he could finish, Zhuang Xingyu directly activated the innate ice and fire Yin-Yang Flame, covering Scott and the warriors behind him.

The dark soul power in these fallen soul masters' bodies, when encountering the extremely strong and masculine spiritual fire, was directly evaporated by more than half.

The sound of "sizzling" grilling could be heard. The spiritual fire was not only burning their soul power and flesh, but also their mental power. They had no time to attack Zhuang Xingyu.

With a bang, Scott fell off his horse, and the other 100 warriors rolled over in pain, holding their heads. "Water, who has water? Help!"

"Ah! It hurts so much, how is this possible, what level of soul bone skill is this, to be so powerful!"

Zhuang Xingyu walked up to Scott and stepped on his face, "Humph! What level of contestant dares to talk down to me?"

"My lord, please spare me, please spare me. I am only following the rules of the King of Killing. I don't really want to provoke you!" Scott begged for mercy and took out a token with his only remaining arm. The number on the token was 8266.

"My lord, you have defeated me and passed the test. You are fully qualified to enter the City of Slaughter. This is your token. With it, someone will guide you after you enter the city. I am a member of the law enforcement team under the King of Slaughter, and our captain is a Titled Douluo who can use soul skills freely. You can't kill me! Killing me will not do you any good." Scott used his backstage, and then decisively cut off his left leg and took out a ten thousand year old broken soul bone from it. "My lord, this is a small gift from me. Please accept it and forgive my presumptuousness just now!"

Zhuang Xingyu took the soul bone and saw that he had taught the lesson, so he put away the Yin-Yang Flame of Fire and Ice. "Alright, you can leave now."

After all, they are his future subordinates. Instead of letting them die worthlessly in his hands, it is better to let them fight the evil soul master to the death.

Scott looked at Zhuang Xingyu's receding back with a look of fear on his face. He felt that the deterrent power brought by the young man just now was not much inferior to that of the King of Killing. You know, this was when his soul skills were sealed.

Scott was very confused and thought to himself, "I'm afraid a new God of Killing is about to be born. How should I report this to the Lord of Killing? If I report it truthfully, will the Lord of Killing think that I am useless and kill me directly?"

Zhuang Xingyu ignored Scott who was lying on the ground groaning behind him and walked straight into the gate of the City of Slaughter.

"Welcome to the City of Killing!" A woman in her 20s wearing a black veil was waiting at the door, with a hint of shock in her eyes.

She had seen the battle just now. Soul skills could not be used in the City of Slaughter, but soul bone skills and domains were not affected.

With her vision, she naturally understood that such a terrifying flame could only be produced by a complete 80,000-year soul bone, and she was very greedy! However, due to the rules, she could not attack Zhuang Xingyu directly.

"I'm the tour guide. Within 12 hours, I can answer any questions you have that are allowed by the rules. These 12 hours are also the novice protection period. As long as you don't provoke others and stay no more than 5 meters away from me, no one will attack you. It is absolutely safe." The woman in black veil explained softly beside her.

She not only wanted to obtain the soul bone, but also wanted to get Zhuang Xingyu. The first time she saw Zhuang Xingyu, she was shocked by his appearance and temperament.

Heroes love beauties, but beauties also love heroes. She is the messenger of the King of Slaughter, so it is not a problem for her to secretly support someone.

For so many years, the subordinates of the King of Killing, including the King of Killing, have been like this. She only keeps one, which is within the permitted range.

When you get tired of playing, just change to another one.

"Stop talking nonsense and take me directly to the killing field in hell!" Zhuang Xingyu didn't have the time to listen to these known rules, nor was he too lazy to look at the chaotic scenes around him. Apart from fighting and killing, it was nothing more than a torso.

Somewhere.

Something.

"Mr. 8266, are you sure you want to go to the Hell Killing Fields now? The survival rate there is less than one level. I suggest you adapt to the outer city for a while."

As the woman in black veil spoke, she leaned close to Zhuang Xingyu's ear and whispered in a seductive voice:
"Little brother, you are so delicate and fragile that you probably don't know how terrifying it is. Compared to the killing field in hell, the outer city is very safe. Random killing is prohibited there, and you only need to hand in two glasses of Bloody Mary a month. I have a house there, and outsiders dare not disturb it at will. As long as you cooperate with me, I promise that you can live safely and happily. How about it?"

A strong smell of rouge and perfume, mixed with the stench that lingered on the streets all year round, rushed into Zhuang Xingyu's nostrils, which was more terrifying than biological weapons.

Zhuang Xingyu didn't like taking the bus, so he stepped back a few steps and said coldly, "Put away your little tricks and lead the way honestly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

The woman in black veil shrugged indifferently and put her hands on Zhuang Xingyu's neck. "Haha! You have quite a personality! But I like you. I've seen a lot of people like you. When they first came in, they acted like they were the boss and no one cared about them. But after a few months, they all followed the rules obediently. Most of them couldn't even last half a year."

"Although you have some strength, this is a city of slaughter. A dragon has to coil up here, and a tiger has to lie down here!"

"And I am the messenger of the King of Slaughter. I represent the majesty of the King of Slaughter. As long as you obey me, your safety will be guaranteed."

Zhuang Xingyu pushed her away directly, “If you keep talking nonsense to me, I promise you will be worse off than Scott!”

"Okay, boy, you don't know what's good for you! Don't regret it when you get to the killing field of hell!"

The black-robed woman handed Zhuang Xingyu a piece of paper with an address on it. "But I'm interested in you, sister. If you can't make it, just find me at this address. My previous words still count."

(End of this chapter)