Chen Luo flicked his sleeves, and the blood-stained floor moved away.
A dark, blood-red hole suddenly appeared below, and a murderous aura emanated from it.
This is the entrance to the city of killing.
Chen Luo's eyes were calm, and without any hesitation, he jumped into the scarlet abyss.
Chen Luo passed through the deep passage,
The body landed steadily.
He looked up and saw a blood-red moon hanging high in the sky, and the sky and the earth were dim and without light.
Right in front of us, a huge steel city built of white bones and dark red blood bricks stands tall.
Being here,
It's like a lone boat drifting in an endless sea of blood, as small as dust.
"Is this the city of slaughter?"
Chen Luo's eyes were indifferent.
When he set foot in this world, he realized that the murderous aura that permeated this place would quietly erode people's spirits.
For other soul masters, this place might be a hell.
But his strength has reached the level of God King. If he wants, he can make the City of Slaughter disappear from the world with just a thought.
"Thump, thump, thump—"
Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from afar, breaking the silence.
I saw a knight wearing silver armor and riding a warhorse slowly walking towards Chen Luo.
"I'm Scott the Dread Knight."
"Defeat me, and you will be qualified to enter the City of Slaughter."
"Or, die!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Luo simply said:
"I choose the second one."
"What?"
Scott was stunned, and before he could come to his senses.
But Chen Luo took a step forward.
His figure was illusory, as if he had crossed time and space and appeared directly beside Scott.
"Wh…what?!"
Scott's pupils shrank sharply, and just as he was about to make a move, he found that his body could not move!
No,
This is not immobility,
But he could no longer sense the existence of his own body!
He watched Chen Luo pass by him and walk further and further away.
At this moment,
His vision suddenly shook, and the sky and the earth quickly dimmed.
The next moment,
Scott's head rolled off his neck,
His eyes were still wide open, staring at the receding figure.
Chen Luo walked slowly towards the towering gate of the City of Slaughter. At this moment, accompanied by a surging blood mist, a graceful female figure emerged from it and came towards him.
"Welcome to the City of Killing~"
She parted her red lips slightly, her voice lazily alluring, "I will be your guide for the next twelve hours. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me~"
As the Killing Messenger spoke, he stretched out his slender arms, trying to put them around Chen Luo's neck, his eyes full of charm.
However, Chen Luo's expression remained unchanged, and he just spoke calmly:
"Take me to see the Lord of Slaughter."
"...What?"
The Killing Messenger paused, the charming smile on his face froze instantly, and a trace of disbelief and surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Do you know that the King of Slaughter is the supreme being in this world? How can you see him just by saying so?"
The Killing Messenger spoke with sarcasm, but then a playful smile appeared on her lips:
"Of course... If you can achieve a hundred victories in the Hell Killing Fields and earn the qualification to enter the Hell Road, then you will naturally have the honor of meeting the great King of Slaughter."
"How is it? Is it very exciting... Uh ah!"
Before she finished her words, Chen Luo's hands had already grasped her snow-white neck like an iron clamp, exerting slight force.
The Killing Messenger's feet gradually left the ground, and his originally beautiful face quickly lost its color and turned pale due to suffocation.
"I'll say this for the last time."
Chen Luo's voice was icy cold, without a trace of fluctuation.
"Take me to see the Lord of Slaughter."
"Otherwise...die."
If Chen Luoruo used the divine consciousness of the God King level, he could naturally find the location of the King of Killing easily.
But such an action is bound to attract the attention of the gods in the divine world, and they will never allow any god to stay in the human world without permission.
With Chen Luo's current strength, he is not afraid of facing one or two God Kings.
But in the divine world, there are five divine kings and more than ten first-level gods, and their strength should not be underestimated.
More importantly,
He still has to stay in the mortal world and take advantage of others.
If this world is accidentally destroyed, how can we obtain shock value in the future?
This is currently the most reliable way to earn shock points, and he doesn't want it to be ruined by some unnecessary things.
The Killing Messenger was still struggling, but even if she used her soul power, she couldn't shake the young man in white in front of her at all!
This... How is this possible? !
The City of Slaughter is always shrouded in the territory of the King of Slaughter. Except for those specially authorized by him, no soul master can use his soul skills here.
But even so, the strength of this young man in white is still so terrifying!
What level has he reached?
Titled Douluo? Or even... higher?
The Killing Messenger had no time to think, as the breath of death enveloped her.
"Sir... I will take you to see the King of Slaughter..."
Upon hearing this, Chen Luo let go of his hand.
The Killing Messenger suddenly collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily and greedily, his face full of fear of surviving a disaster.
"lead the way."
Chen Luo looked indifferent and spoke again.
"Yes... yes, sir."
The Messenger of Killing no longer dared to hesitate and led the way honestly.
soon,
The two walked into a gloomy blood-red castle, passed through the dark and winding corridors, and finally arrived at a hall shrouded in scarlet light and shadow.
In front of the hall,
A burly figure sat quietly on the bone throne.
He had blood-red wings on his back and held a dark wine cup in his hand, which was filled with thick scarlet liquid and emitted a suffocating fishy smell.
The King of Slaughter took a sip of the Yellow Spring Dew in his cup and said indifferently:
"You came when you shouldn't have. I hope you brought back something that makes me happy."
With the King of Slaughter in front of him with his pressure like a mountain and the young man in white standing still like an abyss behind him, the Slaughter Messenger's heart was already filled with fear.
She suppressed her fear, forced a smile, and said in a trembling voice:
"Great King of Slaughter... This young man in white insisted on coming to see you. I... had no choice but to bring him here..."
Upon hearing this, the King of Slaughter's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and two dark white bone spurs shot out from his pupils, brushing against the messenger's snow-white neck.
In an instant, two lines of blood slowly seeped down from her neck.
The Killing Messenger trembled violently, his eyes filled with fear.
"How dare you bring outsiders here without my permission... It seems I've been too lenient lately, causing you to forget what fear is."
"Considering your years of managing the Slaughter City and your small contributions, I will spare your life for now. I will punish you later."
"Get out of here."
"Thank you so much, King of Slaughter, for not killing me!"
The Killing Messenger quickly fled from the palace. At this moment, only the Killing King and Chen Luo were left in the palace.
The King of Slaughter shook the Yellow Spring Dew in his hand, looked at Chen Luo with interest, and said in a calm voice:
"The Killing Messenger has been granted by this king the ability to use soul power in the Killing City. Even Soul Douluo is no match for her in this Killing City."
"Interesting... I heard you were looking for me?"
Facing the aura of the King of Slaughter, Chen Luo's face was as calm as water, and he said lightly:
"I'm not looking for you."
"It's Tang Chen."
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