The reason Oscar chose to come to the City of Slaughter at this time was the result of careful consideration.
First, this place holds the inheritance of the God of Shura. Oscar wanted to see if he could find a way to obtain the God of Shura's position here.
Second, the City of Slaughter could still serve as a place of training for him. His sword intent had only just taken shape, and he needed countless opponents to sharpen his swordsmanship.
Moreover, after passing the trials of the City of Slaughter, one could obtain a domain. This was a situation with threefold benefits, and Oscar had no reason not to take it.
As for Dugu Yan, the City of Slaughter was the best place for her training as well. After all, she practiced poison techniques, and once she acted, death and injury would be inevitable. No place was more suitable than the City of Slaughter.
Most of the people here were not innocent, so killing them was no cause for guilt.
Likewise, after passing the trial of the City of Slaughter, she too would gain a domain, which would be of great benefit to her strength. This was why Oscar brought Dugu Yan here.
Standing before the black hole, the two of them smiled slightly, then leapt without hesitation. Their bodies were instantly swallowed by the darkness and completely engulfed.
Once inside the darkness, after falling only a few meters, Oscar and Dugu Yan already had their feet on solid ground. They did not need light, as their spiritual power was enough to clearly see everything in the dark.
It was a long passageway slanting downward. A chilling air continuously blew against their bodies. Oscar held Dugu Yan's soft hand and strode forward without hesitation.
When they were about to reach the end of the passage, a cold voice suddenly echoed from all directions: "Welcome to the City of Slaughter. This is the capital of Hell, a world filled with killing. Here, you can gain everything you desire. The price is your life."
Hearing this voice, neither Oscar nor Dugu Yan paused. They continued forward steadily.
Turning a corner, they saw a faint light ahead. After walking another hundred meters, the light expanded before their eyes. There was an open gate, and beyond it, there were signs of life.
They strode forward, hearing the sound of voices. When they exited the passage, a group of armored soldiers appeared before them.
They were all dressed in black armor, even their faces hidden by helmets. One hundred of them held heavy swords, and only one man sat atop a tall warhorse, which was also clad in thick black armor.
"You have broken the rules," said a low, icy voice, sounding less like it came from a human mouth.
The speaker was the black-armored knight sitting atop the horse.
Oscar and Dugu Yan did not look at him but at what lay behind him.
It was a black city with massive walls. Above it hung a crimson-purple moon, very low, seemingly no more than five hundred meters above the ground. Beyond that, everything was black, like an eternal night.
The air was filled with loneliness and cold.
Oscar drew his gaze back and said indifferently to the knight, "So what if we broke the rules?"
The knight's voice was still cold, without a trace of humanity. "Breaking the rules means you must accept punishment. Defeat me, and you will earn the right to enter the City of Slaughter."
Oscar said nothing more, but Dugu Yan had already lifted her slender jade-like finger.
The knight slowly raised his long lance. The soldiers on either side stepped back, clearing a wide space.
"I am the Dread Knight!"
The warhorse suddenly charged, the knight exuding a fierce and deadly aura as he rushed toward Oscar and Dugu Yan.
Cold air spread, and a terrifying killing intent came from the front.
From the moment they entered the passage, Oscar and Dugu Yan had noticed that they could no longer release their spirit rings, as though they had been sealed.
But while their spirit rings could not be used, their spirit power still remained.
On Dugu Yan's fingertip, a thin green poisoned needle had already formed. As the knight charged on his armored horse, the needle silently pierced his brow.
The horse did not stop its charge, but when it reached Dugu Yan, a puddle of thick green liquid was left in its path, with only the knight's black armor remaining.
The Dread Knight had been reduced to pus by the poison.
When the horse was about to collide with Dugu Yan, Oscar's powerful arm reached out from behind her, his hand now a fearsome black claw that seized the horse's head.
The horse's skull was crushed along with its armor. It made no sound as life left its body, following its master back to hell.
The surrounding black-armored soldiers could not help but gasp, their previous indifference completely gone. They were still human, and they felt fear.
Oscar and Dugu Yan ignored them. Dugu Yan linked her arm through Oscar's, and the two strolled forward toward the purple moon, their figures gradually disappearing beneath the black city.
At this moment, Oscar's appearance had completely changed. The smiling mask on his face had been torn apart by his suddenly enlarged body, revealing a sinister and demonic face.
Oscar now stood three meters tall, making Dugu Yan, nearly two meters herself, look small and delicate.
His clothes were completely ripped apart, leaving only special trousers covering him. His body was now covered in a black keratinous layer resembling armor, not hair.
His hands had grown larger, sharp black claws extending with every motion. On his bare back was what looked like a black pair of wings, almost real enough to take flight.
A three-meter-long segmented scorpion tail extended behind him, ending in a barbed stinger glowing with a sinister black-gray light, like a true scorpion's poison stinger.
His once silver hair had turned into a waterfall of jet-black strands. On his forehead was a black "king" symbol, and on both cheeks were three gray-black stripes glowing faintly like the stinger, making him look even more wicked.
Oscar no longer radiated the warmth of a gentle breeze. Now he exuded madness, darkness, and evil. His eyes reflected a strange demonic light, as though one more glance would cause him to tear you apart.
Dugu Yan, dressed in tight black clothes, looked like a petite and lovely wife walking beside a fearsome beast. Together, they were like the real-life Beauty and the Beast.
Oscar had become like this because he consumed his fifth spirit skill, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Sausage.
The City of Slaughter suppressed spirit rings, preventing spirit masters from using spirit skills, allowing only martial souls and spirit power.
But spirit bone abilities and food-type spirit master abilities could not be restricted.
Oscar had already discovered this when he sent a clone here before.
Spirit bones were too rare to restrict, as even Title Douluo might not possess one. Food-type spirit abilities had time limits, usually no more than a month, sometimes only a few days.
So in the City of Slaughter, their effects mattered only at the beginning. Once the stored abilities were gone, they became useless.
But Oscar and Dugu Yan were no ordinary people. Both possessed spirit bones, and Oscar could store spirit skills for up to three years.
This was astonishing, but it was true. Perhaps it was related to him absorbing spirit rings beyond his level, or perhaps it was because of his accumulated strength over the years.
Oscar could no longer be measured by the standards of a normal food-type spirit master. What other food-type spirit master possessed such terrifying combat power?
Before entering the City of Slaughter, Oscar had stored plenty of his six types of spirit sausages in his soul tool for emergencies.
The effect of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Sausage would last two hours, during which he would be invincible in the City of Slaughter.
This was true as long as nobody could use spirit skills.
In this form, Oscar had become a humanoid Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, inheriting all of its abilities and no longer restricted by the City of Slaughter's power since he had no spirit rings in this state.
All he had was the power of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger and his own spirit power.
At spirit power level sixty-two, Oscar's physical and mental strength might now rival, or even surpass, the original Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.
This was why Oscar feared no one in the City of Slaughter, except the enforcers who could use spirit skills.
Oscar suddenly picked Dugu Yan up into a princess carry. She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked at his demonic face, finding him strangely attractive in this form.
Oscar calmly looked at the massive city before him, already very familiar with it. The black wings on his back spread open, each spanning over eight meters. With a flap, he rose into the air carrying Dugu Yan and swiftly approached the city.
The City of Slaughter had no rules. It was the purest place of unleashed desire, where you could do anything as long as you had the power.
Oscar was one of the few daring to fly above the city. Most spirit masters avoided flying here as it made them too conspicuous, which was the same as courting death.
But Oscar was unafraid, as he had the strength to protect himself.
He flew straight over the towering city walls, ignoring the black-veiled woman at the gate. She was the Slaughter King's messenger, who guided newcomers and granted them twelve hours of protection.
But Oscar did not need it. He knew this place too well.
He flew directly to the center of the City of Slaughter, where a tall, striking building stood.
The structure was circular, or more accurately, a slightly irregular cone. The base was the widest part, gradually narrowing as it went up, remaining the same diameter only at around thirty meters above the ground until it reached a height of fifty meters.
This was the core of the City of Slaughter, the Hell Slaughter Arena.
It was not small, slightly smaller than the Great Spirit Arena of Heaven Dou City.
Oscar's brazen flight through the City of Slaughter drew countless eyes, but his appearance and aura were too terrifying.
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger was a symbol of evil, and now Oscar looked like a god within this city of bloodshed. None dared to challenge him.
Moreover, he carried a stunningly beautiful woman in his arms. Even though many fallen ones were tempted, none dared to stare, afraid disaster would strike.
These fallen ones were wicked, but they still wanted to live.
Oscar landed in front of the Hell Slaughter Arena, the wings on his back folding back into a black tattoo-like mark. He held Dugu Yan's hand and waited silently.
Soon, the black-veiled woman from the gate appeared, walking straight toward them. Unlike other fallen ones, she showed no fear as she faced Oscar and said, "Are you trying to challenge the authority of the Slaughter King?"
The fact that Oscar had come directly to the arena showed he was no ordinary fallen one and had backing.
But no matter who supported him, in this place, the Slaughter King was the sole ruler.
As the Slaughter King's messenger, she did not fear Oscar or his backers.
Oscar had ignored her earlier, which was not only a slight to her but also to the Slaughter King himself. That was why she immediately questioned him.
Oscar looked at the small girl before him, his demonic face curling into a mocking smile, making him look even more sinister.
"What? There are no rules in the City of Slaughter, and you want to use the Slaughter King to intimidate me?"
Seeing that he ignored her challenge, the black-veiled woman grew angry. "Do you know the consequences of angering the Slaughter King?"
Oscar replied calmly, "All I know is that I need not explain myself to anyone here. Where are our identity tokens?"
As he spoke, he stepped forward and extended his large hand toward her.
Being stared at by Oscar's evil eyes, the girl suddenly felt the same fear as if she were facing the Slaughter King himself. She could not speak her accusation, instead taking out two black iron tokens and placing them in his huge hand.
Oscar took the tokens, turned, and led Dugu Yan straight into the Hell Slaughter Arena.
Before disappearing, Oscar's voice echoed back: "If you dare speak to me like that again, I won't mind letting the Slaughter King lose a so-called messenger."
Hearing this, the girl froze, her anger replaced by fear. She had no doubt Oscar would do as he said.
When she met Oscar's eyes earlier, she truly felt as though she was facing the Slaughter King. That was no illusion.
Who was this man? Since the founding of the City of Slaughter, never had there been someone so domineering and so similar to the Slaughter King himself…
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