Anyone who came to Slaughter City, struggling on the line between life and death every day, would fall. Especially men. Because under this enormous pressure, everyone needed a way to relieve themselves. But Tang San didn't. After the fights ended, he would always go to a small room to cultivate. Leaving the small room, he could only go to Hell Slaughter Arena.
Who knew how many beautiful women wanted to throw themselves into the arms of this Asura King, but what welcomed them was only Tang San's ice cold murderous aura.
As early as when Tang San won twenty matches, Hu Liena was certain that this man had the same goal as her in coming here. In order to temper herself.
Before, she always felt that her brother was the most outstanding man she'd ever seen. After the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament ended, even if she didn't want to admit it, Tang San had also joined the ranks of her heart. And this man in front of her was the third, and also the one she considered the most outstanding.
He wouldn't be older than her. Handsome appearance, unswerving determination that wouldn't be seduced by depravity, each quality deeply attracted Hu Liena.
There were often many reasons for a woman to like a man. Hu Liena knew that she already liked this man. Even though they hadn't spoken since the first day he came here, she was still completely certain that besides him, there was no one else in her heart. Hu Liena sighed deeply. Unfortunately, he was a disciple of the Haotian Sect.
Born of Martial Soul Palace, how couldn't Hu Liena recognize the Haotian Hammer in Tang San's hand? Coming from Spirit Hall, how could Hu Liena not recognize the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand? She had even dejectedly wondered why all the outstanding men came from the Clear Sky School. Just as Hu Liena's thoughts were constantly surging, Tang San moved in the ring.
Nine people, throwing themselves at him from nine different directions, but didn't disturb his mood in the slightest.
Nine people pounced at him from nine different directions, but it did not disturb his state of mind in the slightest. Tang San's figure had already flashed in front of a previously trembling opponent in an instant. Tang San's body had already flashed in front of a previously trembling opponent in an instant.
The next moment, the steel knife in the man's hand had already pierced into his own neck.
He turned around, kicked, and waved his hands.
Countless sparkling rays of light shot out from Tang San's palms. Those were shining steel needles. The ear-piercing sound of breaking through the air surged, and miserable screams rang out one after another.
There were only three people who could survive from Tang San's hidden weapons.
It wasn't because they could dodge Tang San's hidden weapons. It was because they each had a companion's body in their hands. To be precise, it was a corpse.
Two sixtieth ranked, one seventieth ranked, that was two Spirit Emperors and one Spirit Sage.
If they could use spirit abilities, these three would be enough to pose a fatal threat to the only fifty something ranked Tang San. But this was Slaughter City. Tempered by three great immortal herbs and two great spirit bones, Tang San's physical strength was who knew how many times greater than theirs. Soul power was admittedly important, but without technique, soul power wasn't absolutely useful.
The three of them moved at the same time, each holding a corpse in one hand and a weapon in the other. Under the effect of their vigorous soul power, they charged at Tang San from three different angles. Their minds were already completely locked onto this sixty seven victory Asura King. They knew that victory or defeat would be decided in one move, and they would only have one chance.
Want to block my hidden weapons? Fine. Then I'll let you die under my hidden weapons.
His body rapidly spun in a circle. No one clearly saw how Tang San made his move, but nine curved throwing knives as thin as willow leaves already flew out from his body.
Tang Gate's eighth ranked hidden weapons, Phoenix Attracts Nine Chicks.
Nine throwing knives were like nine phoenixes flapping their wings and crying loudly, swaying in the air.
Three seconds later, this battle stopped. On Tang San's shoulder was a bloody scar, left by the opponent's Spirit Sage. Unfortunately, before he could chop Tang San, there was already a throwing knife in his back. The main arteries on both sides of his neck were simultaneously stabbed by two other throwing knives. Therefore, his knife filled with soul power only left a three cun long wound on Tang San.
The battle ended. Tang San wasn't in a hurry to leave. He slowly walked over to each of his previous opponents and stamped his foot.
The skulls under his feet were like broken eggs, and the White Light emitted under his feet prevented any of the splashed filth from touching him.
Previous battles told Tang San that as long as the opponent's skull wasn't broken, he couldn't relax his vigilance. In order to understand this principle, he had once paid the price of three broken ribs.
One hidden weapon after another was retrieved from the enemy's body and stored in Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges. This was Slaughter City, and there were no hidden weapons to replenish. He had to treasure his life saving methods.
Hu Liena's charming eyes flickered with a special luster. The split second she saw Tang San throw the throwing knives, she couldn't keep her heart from skipping half a beat. If it wasn't because she had a special method to see that Tang San absolutely wasn't in disguise, she would definitely have equated the 9528 in front of her with Tang San.
What kind of person did I fall in love with? Was it his appearance that I fell in love with? His strength? Or everything about him?
Sixty-eight victories. This was Tang San's current record. He was one more match closer to Hu Liena.
Slaughter City, a dark and spacious room.
It was an extraordinarily large chair, and the chair was inlaid with blue and purple crystals. These crystals formed the outline of a drum tower. Apart from this chair, everything here was dark red.
"Asura King won another match." A gloomy female voice echoed in the darkness.
"I know." A tall silhouette sat down on that giant chair. In the darkness, his appearance couldn't be clearly seen, only vaguely that this person was tall and slender.
"Great King. Should we start contacting him? It's already been a very long time since a true power has joined Slaughter City. "
"Do you believe he's a true power?" The tall man sitting upright on the chair asked.
"At least in terms of skill, he is. The Asura King seems to have been born for Slaughter City. His spirit power isn't especially strong, but his all kinds of skills are terrifyingly powerful. Even if it was a Title Douluo inside Slaughter City, without spirit abilities, it was still impossible to kill him. I can be certain that the Asura King has at least one spirit bone. "
The Slaughter King was silent a moment, "Then you believe he can complete a hundred matches and challenge the Hell Road?"
"Completing a hundred matches is a matter of time. But I'm afraid he still can't walk the Hell Road. "
The Slaughter King coldly said: "No need to contact him."
"Why? Great King, don't tell me you don't wish for our Slaughter City to become even stronger? Even though we had an agreement with Martial Soul Palace a thousand years ago. Who knows when they'll tear up the agreement? "
The Slaughter King coldly said: "Right now Martial Soul Palace doesn't have time to manage us. A month ago, there was a guest who came to visit. Do you remember? "
"Guest?"
"Yes. One of the two Deathgods left in the present age. "
"Don't tell me, the Asura King is related to that Deathgod?" The ice cold female voice trembled somewhat.
The Slaughter King indifferently said: "You guessed right. In this world, if there's anything that can truly threaten Slaughter City, then it's not Martial Soul Palace, but rather these two Deathgods. I can't offend them either. You should know that people who pass through the Hell Road can still use spirit abilities within Slaughter City's range. And this Asura King was sent here by the most terrifying of the two Deathgods. Let nature take its course. Even though I don't want another Deathgod to appear, I'm even less willing to endure that Deathgod's fury. "
The ice cold female voice sucked in a breath of cold air, "Great Slaughter King, I'm afraid he'll bring some unpredictable result to Slaughter City. After all, the appearance of each Deathgod would be accompanied by a crisis for Slaughter City. Isn't there a warning like that on our Slaughter City's fable wall? Deathgods descend, hell calamity. The last few times, each time a Deathgod appeared, Slaughter City suffered disastrous losses. If they really come again this time, I'm afraid … … "
The Slaughter King lowered his voice: "I've also thought of this problem. What you don't know is that it's not only the Asura King who has a Deathgod background, that Hell Emissary who already obtained more than seventy victories is the same. She was sent here by the other existing Deathgod. If not for that, do you think I would have allowed her to continue existing? "
"Great king, how about this? We'll arrange for the Hell Emissary to face the Asura King, if they … … "
Before he finished speaking, two blood red rays of light shot out of the Slaughter King's eyes. The surrounding air clearly became viscous, a thick smell of blood drifting in all directions. That ice cold female voice immediately issued an inhuman shriek. In the corner, a curvaceous body trembled violently.
"Don't think I dote on you that you can speak carelessly. After passing the Hell Road, the Deathgods can return to Slaughter City at any time. The rules of the Hell Slaughter Arena are that degenerates with more than fifty victories won't meet in the same match. If any Deathgod learned of this situation. To Hell City, it would truly be a devastating disaster. In their Deathgod Domain, any Soul Master can recover the use of their spirit abilities. Otherwise, why do you think I would compromise with them? "
Blood red gaze floating in the air, the Slaughter King muttered to himself: "I only hope that under normal circumstances they won't be able to persist for a hundred victories, and even more unable to pass the Hell Road. Otherwise, if two Deathgods appeared at the same time. I'm afraid Slaughter City's calamity will also arrive. "
With a wave of his large hand, a deep red liquid flew out in front of him. In that darkness, in front of him was unexpectedly an enormous blood pool, filled with viscous blood.
Opening his mouth and swallowing the blood, in that dim light, he faintly revealed two fangs.
Time passed in waiting and cultivation. Sitting cross legged in his small room, Tang San's whole body constantly emitted an ice cold chill. A huge murderous aura revolved around his body and affected him.
He had already been here for close to two years, only one match away from the title of Hell Slaughter Arena champion. But, Tang San discovered that he seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
In two years, the number of degenerates that had died at his hands exceeded a thousand. Even though those people were all evil, degenerates, with each person he killed, Tang San would feel his killing intent increase somewhat. And this killing intent also imperceptibly and unceasingly influenced him.
The reason why he had spent two years to gradually approach the final hundred victories, besides the problem of the number of participants, an even greater problem came from Tang San himself.
The constantly rising killing intent didn't matter at first, but after Tang San had killed more than a hundred people here, he discovered that this killing intent began to influence his own will. At the beginning, he would only occasionally reveal a bloodthirsty mood, but as time passed, the killing intent also became more and more distinct. As if he wanted to kill any creature he saw. Casually killing people was as simple as crushing ants.
Therefore, besides participating in the competition, Tang San's main cultivation direction was no longer to increase his strength, but rather to suppress the increasingly powerful killing intent. Fortunately his Mysterious Heaven Skill was an orthodox profound internal skill, and in itself had the effect of warding off evil. He had also obtained the mind condensing wisdom skull bone, and his own mental control was extremely powerful. He wasn't controlled by that murderous thought.
At the same time, Tang San also used the slaughter in the competition as a way to vent.
Until not long ago, when Tang San had finished ninety-nine matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena, he faintly felt that he would soon be unable to restrain the killing intent within him. At the same time, he also understood why Hu Liena had long since reached ninety-nine victories, and still hadn't started the hundredth match.
In this Slaughter City, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe the two of them as killing people filling the fields. It was also because of their rise in these two years that the number of degenerates that dared compete in the Hell Slaughter Arena had become fewer and fewer. Even more people chose to use the matches they had saved up before to survive, and those who had used up their matches also survived by contributing their blood. After all, compared to immediately dying, struggling at death's door was absolutely the choice for most people.
Bang bang bang sounds suddenly echoed from outside, and Tang San's suppressed killing intent rose in practically an instant. The small room immediately condensed ice cold, and under the pressure of the killing intent, a dignified atmosphere pervaded the air. The smell of blood imperceptibly released from Tang San. "Who is it?" Tang San asked in a low voice.
"It's me." A pleasant voice echoed from outside the door. Even though Tang San hadn't heard this voice many times, he still immediately recognized the owner of the voice as Hu Liena.
Frowning slightly, Tang San thought to himself, why did she come?
With a casual wave of his hand, a stream of air rushed out to open the latch, "Please come in." Not knowing what Hu Liena's purpose in coming here was, Tang San suppressed the killing intent in his heart, but his vigilance was already raised to the peak.
The door opened, and a black clothed Hu Liena walked in from outside. Her complexion looked extremely pale, and she still held a cup of Bloody Mary in her hand, slowly drinking it. This seemed to have already become the habit of Slaughter City's powers. Besides Tang San, practically all degenerates with more than ten victories in Slaughter City would frequently drink blood from who knows where.
Glancing at the cup in Hu Liena's hand, Tang San frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"
Hu Liena didn't approach Tang San, but rather stood at the side of the door. She knew very well that in this world of slaughter, everyone's vigilance was extremely high. She didn't want to cause Tang San to misunderstand because of her unintentional actions.
"I hope to join hands with you." Hu Liena directly stated her purpose.
"Join hands?" Tang San looked at her somewhat doubtfully, "It's not like you don't know the rules of Hell Slaughter Arena. There can only be one winner in each match. If we meet, how would we join hands? Hu Liena smiled calmly, the blood red light in her eyes fading somewhat. It was just as Tang San expected. These days Hu Liena had also always struggled in pain. Even though she also had the help of a skull spirit bone to not go crazy, and further adding her equally unswerving nature, she was still a bit lacking compared to Tang San. But compared to Tang San he was still a bit lacking. Today with great difficulty he managed to suppress his killing intent somewhat, and then came to find Tang San.
"It's impossible for us to meet in a match. As long as we surpass fifty victories, according to Slaughter City's rules, we won't run into each other. Otherwise, who would have a chance of entering a hundred victories? I didn't come to find you for this, but rather in the hope of joining hands with you when attacking the Hell Road. "
"Hell Road?" Even though Tang San had heard of this when he had just arrived in Slaughter City, he was completely unfamiliar with the circumstances of the Hell Road. At that time he had also once asked that black masked young woman, but that black masked young woman hadn't given him an answer, saying that the Hell Road was Slaughter City's greatest secret, that only the hundred victors had the authority to know.
Hu Liena nodded earnestly, "Yes, it's the Hell Road. Even though you and I are about to obtain a hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena. But in fact, our strength might not necessarily compare to the opponents we've faced before. It's just that we both have the ability to win without our soul skills. That's how we can walk until now. To be even more precise, you and I aren't true degenerates. No need to refute me. If my guess isn't wrong, you should be the same as me, here to gain experience, right? "
Tang San was inwardly astonished. The credibility of Hu Liena's words was extremely high, at least he couldn't hear any flaws. Moreover, even though Hu Liena's body was suffused with killing intent, the expression in which she looked at him right now was extremely sincere.
"What does this have to do with participating in the Hell Road?" Tang San asked indifferently.
A cold light flashed in Hu Liena's eyes, "Of course it's related. If you weren't a degenerate, training until now should have just about finished. Naturally you'd have to pass through the Hell Road to leave here. Moreover, the Hell Road hides a gargantuan secret. Whether it's you or me, it's impossible to pass by relying on individual strength. Only by joining hands can we have a chance to leave. "
Tang San smiled calmly, "Then why should I believe you? Who knows if you'll stab me in the back. Don't forget, this is Slaughter City. You can't casually believe anyone's words. "
Biting her lower lip, even though Hu Liena was fully aware that Tang San's suspicions were very normal in this place, she still had a kind of uncomfortable feeling in her heart. In the depths of her heart, she really did like this handsome youth. But her coming to find Tang San today had nothing to do with feelings.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be from the Haotian Sect. Even though you don't have any spirit abilities, your Haotian Hammer can't be hidden from discerning people. "Hu Liena stared fixedly at Tang San as she spoke.
Tang San looked at her, "So what?"
Hu Liena said: "In order to express my sincerity, I can also tell you my background. I'm called Hu Liena, from the Martial Soul Palace. My teacher is the current Martial Soul Palace's His Majesty the Pope. "
Hearing this, Tang San's heart twitched. So Hu Liena was the Pope's direct disciple. No wonder father would say she was the most worthy of his attention in the Golden Generation.
Tang San said: "Can this represent your sincerity? Where you come from has nothing to do with me. "
"You … …" Hu Liena hadn't expected Tang San to have such an unapproachable appearance. How could she know that the handsome youth in front of her was the Tang San she hated the most? And Tang San's impression of her had long since been prejudiced.
"Both sides benefit. The Hell Road doesn't limit the number of people who can enter. Whether it's you or me, one person entering is certain death. How about this, I'll tell you another secret. If you can leave the Hell Road, then not only can you return here at any time. You can also obtain an enormous benefit. "
"Oh?" Tang San said: "Tell me about the circumstances of the Hell Road, maybe I'll consider cooperating with you."
If it was the Hu Liena of before, she definitely wouldn't have so easily spoken of the secrets in her heart. But a woman in love would often be controlled by reason, to say nothing of the majority of her current energy being focused on suppressing her murderous aura.
Immediately, Hu Liena earnestly said: "The entrance to the Hell Road is in the Hell Slaughter Arena, where we fight every day. Each person who dies there will have their blood and soul swallowed by the Hell Road. I'm not clear on the concrete circumstances of the Hell Road. I only know that if you enter there, without a formidable murderous aura as a safeguard, you'll immediately be swallowed by the vicious aura of the Hell Road. "
"There are many theories about the formation of Slaughter City, but the most reliable one is that it's a special domain left behind by a mighty power that broke through the limits of rank one hundred. And the name of this domain is called the Deathgod Domain. If you can break through the Hell Road, it's equivalent to obtaining the approval of the Deathgod Domain. The Deathgod Domain absorbs his own murderous aura, forming his own domain. Attributed to the spirit, it's also called the spirit's innate domain. Obtaining this boost is equivalent to a Soul Master passing the Hell Road trial having one more ability than an ordinary Soul Master. Moreover it's the most precious domain type ability. "
"Are domain type abilities very precious?" Tang San calmly asked. Actually, Hu Liena's words set off a great disturbance in his heart.
As a Maestro's disciple, how could he not know the use of domain type abilities? Right now he truly understood his father's goal in having him come here to gain experience. Not only to see death, to temper his will in the darkest places, but at the same time it was also for this Slaughter Domain.
Hu Liena somewhat anxiously said: "I really don't know how your teacher taught you. Domain type abilities are of course important. Generally speaking, they only appear when a Soul Master reaches the Title Douluo realm and has his ninth spirit ability. Moreover, the probability is only one in ten. Domain type spirit abilities are also known as top quality spirit abilities. Besides obtaining them at the Title Douluo realm, only spirit innate abilities can appear. In a domain that belongs to you, your strength will be amplified, and the opponent's strength will be suppressed. If used properly, the effect will be extremely terrifying. "
Here, Hu Liena paused, using a heavy tone to continue: "Moreover, innate domains will continuously evolve as one's strength increases. For example, the Deathgod Domain will strengthen as one's murderous aura increases. "
Tang San's expression changed, "How do you know so clearly?"
Hu Liena drew a deep breath, her eyes revealing a hesitant light. After a long time, she said: "Because, I know a power with the Deathgod Domain. She told me all this. Otherwise, why would I come to this disgusting place. "
Tang San glanced at the cup of Bloody Mary in her hand, "Disgusting? I see you adapt very well. "
Hu Liena's elegant brows wrinkled slightly, the blood red light in her eyes clearly intensifying, "This isn't adapting. It's just that drinking it calms my mood a bit, and I'm no longer so restless. "
"Seeing as you told me about the Deathgod Domain, I'll give you a word of advice. In this Slaughter City, there's poison in itself. The more you drink this, the deeper the poison. That's a kind of slow poison hidden in the blood. I don't know what effect the Hell Road will have after leaving here. But I can be sure that this kind of slow poison should be affected by the Hell Road. Only eight people can leave here in more than a thousand years, this isn't only the terror of the Hell Road itself, I'm afraid this poison has a very large effect. "
Pa — — The cup fell to the ground, scarlet liquid spilling out. Hu Liena's expression immediately turned unsightly.
"Poison?" She looked somewhat incredulously at Tang San.
Tang San calmly said: "I've carefully studied it. This poison doesn't appear in the blood at first, but rather in the air. Affected by the poison in the air as well as aroused by one's own murderous aura, one needs blood to calm the restlessness. Over time, one might become addicted. The poison in the blood can excite people, and even make them even more powerful. But if the poison within is aroused, perhaps no one can resist it. You're still not deeply poisoned, stop drinking blood, and you can still be saved. If you continue. I'm afraid you won't be my companion on the Hell Road, but rather a troublemaker for me. "
Telling Hu Liena all this was of course not because Tang San was grateful to her for telling him about the Deathgod Domain. From Hu Liena's words, he could tell that this Martial Soul Palace's Golden Generation hadn't lied to him, and also didn't have any intention of deceiving him.
That Hell Road clearly wouldn't be easy to pass, that's why Tang San told her about her already poisoned state.
In this place, there was already no such thing as friend or foe. As long as it was beneficial to his survival, he wouldn't hesitate. Everything had to wait until he could leave this place.
Fishing out a pill from the Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse and throwing it over, Tang San said: "If you trust me, I'll give it to you. "If you trust me, then eat it. In approximately three days, you'll have a bit of diarrhea, gradually expelling the poison from your body. If you don't believe me, then on the Hell Road, we don't need to cooperate. I don't want to have a ticking time bomb by my side at all times. "
Looking at Tang San's calm and repressed expression, Hu Liena took the pill and threw it into her mouth without the slightest hesitation. Turning around and walking outside, as she left, her last words floated into Tang San's ears, "I believe you, and I ask you to believe me. Because we both need to leave alive. "
Three days later, Hell Slaughter Arena.
Boom — —
The last opponent died under Tang San's Haotian hammer, his head exploding. Even he couldn't help raising his hands high at this time, unreservedly releasing his entire body's terrifying and bloody aura of slaughter.
One hundred battles, the agreement with his father was finally fulfilled. The nearly tangible murderous aura formed a huge vortex in the air. Around the large arena, a large number of spectating degenerates were unexpectedly silent under the effect of the enormous murderous aura released from his body.
The three words Asura King were like the symbol of the Death God. This was exactly the same position in their hearts as the final victor of the last match, Hell Emissary.
Each person believed the Asura King to be the most terrifying existence. Because, none of his opponents had ever been able to leave behind an intact corpse, not even a head. Whether alive or dead, the Asura King would always habitually crush each enemy's head to ensure his victory.
Perhaps murderous aura and strength weren't directly proportional, but right now Tang San was an opponent no one in Slaughter City was willing to face.
"Congratulations, young Asura King." A low and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions. The murderous aura released by Tang San actually flowed back in the split second this voice rose, once again being pressed into his body. It made Tang San's complexion immediately pale.
The atmosphere of Hell Slaughter Arena immediately rose to the peak, because in the air, a blood red silhouette was just falling from the sky.
"Slaughter King, Slaughter King, Slaughter King … …" The shouts made the degenerates shout themselves hoarse, but they didn't have the slightest intention of stopping.
Tang San's heart shivered, his gaze turning to that scarlet silhouette in the air.
That was a tall man, his entire body wrapped in an enormous scarlet cloak.
Pale complexion, a pair of completely blood red eyes. His body slowly fell from the air, as if he didn't need to be restrained by gravity.
Tang San had once seen a similar scene from his father. He could be sure that this Slaughter King descending from the sky was absolutely a Title Douluo level power.
Floating in the air five meters above the ground, the Slaughter King stopped his descent, looking down at Tang San from the air. That low and sharp voice echoed once again, "Inviting Hell Emissary."
The door on the other side of Hell Slaughter Arena opened, and Hu Liena, her eyes already half blood red, her aura clearly uneven from her murderous aura, slowly walked over. When her gaze fell on Tang San, her aura stabilized somewhat.
The Slaughter King's gaze fell on the Hell Slaughter Arena's spectator platform,
"I'm very happy that today I can witness the birth of two Slaughter Arena powers. A hundred victories that haven't appeared in dozens of years have been displayed by two youths. Relying on their formidable strength and terrifying murderous aura, they made you tremble, yes? My people. "
"Yes — —, yes — —, yes — —" The Slaughter King seemed to have a kind of unique charisma, making all the degenerates develop a kind of almost fanatical worship after seeing him.
From his body, Tang San could smell a faint sweet fishy smell, a somewhat intoxicating smell. Unfortunately, to him and Hu Liena, this kind of influence couldn't be considered very large.
The Slaughter King lowered his head, looking at Tang San and Hu Liena, "Asura King, Hell Emissary. Thank you for letting me feel the existence of passion again. A hundred victories, very good. In recognition of your achievements. I've decided to make an exception and bestow you the title of Slaughter God. From now on, you can enter and leave Slaughter City as you wish, and moreover be politely employed as Slaughter City guests under me. "
No need to walk the Hell Road? Tang San looked astonished at Hu Liena, just in time to discover that Hu Liena was also looking at him. Their gazes both revealed doubtful expressions.
What the hell was this Slaughter King doing? Conferring the title of Deathgod without passing the Hell Road.
Tang San and Hu Liena were undoubtedly intelligent people, both possessing skull spirit bones. The two only exchanged glances and understood the Slaughter King's intentions.
Walking the Hell Road was undoubtedly extremely dangerous.
But behind the danger, there was the enormous temptation of the Deathgod Domain. The Slaughter King in front of them clearly didn't want them to obtain the Deathgod Domain.
Hu Liena took the lead to speak up, "No need. The great King of Slaughter. We can't break Slaughter City's rules because of us. I'm willing to pass the Hell Road's trials and obtain your reward. I hope to rely on my own strength to leave here, to become a true Deathgod. "
The Slaughter King's gaze focused, "I'm afraid you don't know the terror of the Hell Road. Hell Emissary, I hope you understand that people only have one life. "
Hu Liena laughed coldly, "Mighty Slaughter King, don't you think talking about life with me is a bit ridiculous? This is a world of slaughter. "
An even stronger red light flashed in the Slaughter King's eyes, and his gaze turned to Tang San, "Then what about you? Are you willing to accept my reward, and become a distinguished guest guest of Slaughter City? "
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