Douluo Continent, in the north, is a deserted town adjacent to the Killing City.
The city of killing, the paradise and hell of the fallen.
No matter which world you are in, there are places of light and darkness. Wuhun Palace and the Empire maintain the order of the world, but there are always some people who are either fierce and disobedient by nature, or whose failure in the struggle is not recognized, or who
There are other reasons, the gray and even dark areas outside of rule.
Some of them were also soul masters, possessing many dangerous abilities. Wuhun Palace not only suppressed and pursued them, but also spared them and did not kill them all.
The fundamental reason is that the cost of truly exterminating them is huge. As long as people's hearts still have desires, the existence of degenerates cannot be avoided. Exterminating them on the surface will only make the darkness turn to the underground where it is harder to detect. Instead, it is better to leave some of them behind.
dark.
This part of the dark place will become the lair of some fallen ones, and one of them is a very special place, and that is the city of killing.
The existence of the Killing City has restrained many evil soul masters, and the fallen who entered it are almost all evil people. Killing, chaos, blood, passion... all kinds of dark sides of human nature are there, and they are for the strong.
Heaven is also a place similar to purgatory on earth.
If there was no Slaughter City, those fallen soul masters would cause a bloody storm on the continent. But with the Slaughter City having a glimmer of hope, these fallen soul masters would still have some scruples in order to survive.
And once they enter it, it is difficult to get out. Since the establishment of the Killing City for countless years, there are only ten 'Killing Gods' who have truly challenged the Hell Road and successfully left. Compared to the number of fallen people imprisoned by it,
Words are but a drop in the ocean.
Most of the fallen will be trapped in the Slaughter City until death. For the entire Douluo Continent, the existence of the Slaughter City has helped Wuhun Palace suppress opponents better and ensured the safety of the weak.
So its existence has special significance.
But it is a pity that with the operation of a guy who thought he was pure and innocent, the training ground of the Shura God was basically ruined. Fortunately, this person was finally killed, so that he was not allowed to cause more damage to the entire Douluo Continent.
harm.
Wuhun Palace continued to be great and even supported the unification of the entire Douluo Continent to form the Douluo Empire. In this process, opponents inevitably appeared, and some evil soul masters were exiled or even forced into this forbidden land.
At this moment, there are many degenerates in this area where most of the opposition forces in Douluo Continent are gathered. The order is chaotic and people's hearts are sinister. This small town has become another killing city.
However, compared with the real city of killing, it is still far behind. For example, there is no reduction policy for killing competitions from time to time, and there is no hundred-win Hell Road trial to finally obtain the realm of the God of Death. This has also led to the darkness of this place.
More stuff.
Some of them still have ambitions, trying to make a comeback and establish an order that suits their own interests. These are all different from the original killing city.
Wuhundian was not ignorant of this, but it was difficult to interfere due to some special reasons. Until a certain plan was launched, these guys in the dark finally became somewhat useful.
In the center of a deserted town, in a small tavern, the air here is turbid, giving people a cold and dark feeling.
About 70% of the people were sitting in the tavern, and all kinds of unpleasant smells filled it. The small tavern was noisy. Some people were drinking heavily, some were gambling to their heart's content, and some were entangled in the corner, engaging in the most primitive sexual intercourse.
trade.
A figure wrapped in a cloak entered the tavern. He walked all the way to the bar and sat down. Not long after, a bartender with a sinister face came forward and asked, "What do you want?"
"A Bloody Mary."
The cold voice seemed to have no emotion, and the hoarse voice revealed some different emotions. The faces of the drunkards and waiters around the bar changed when they heard the words Bloody Mary.
"Bloody Mary, did I hear that right? Some people still order this kind of drink."
"You're not looking for death, right? Who doesn't know that the Killing City has been destroyed? If you want to go in, don't bother yourself. As long as you have the guts, if you don't have the strength of a Soul Saint to enter, you will die."
"The guy who poisoned me at the beginning was really poisonous. All the people in the city were killed by that kind of poison. If the people behind come in, even if they are soul saints, they will die if they accidentally touch something.
If you die again, let alone prepare to drink Bloody Mary in it."
"Hehe, the Bloody Mary brewed in this place, or entering this area, will breed some kind of toxin in the blood. Normally, it is nothing. If you drink human blood, this poison will be stimulated, and then you will enter the killing place.
They will all surely die."
"Boy, actually we have no problem with you seeking death, but if you drink that Bloody Mary and go there, you may induce the poisonous poison in the poisonous city to spread again. We don't want to die, so you'd better give up on this unrealistic idea.
Thoughts."
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A group of men and women were talking next to each other, and the waiter with a sinister face looked at the cloaked man impatiently, and said unhappily: "Boy, you should have heard it clearly, no matter where you learned about that legend, but I
Let me tell you, the city of killing has changed.
It's okay if you want to go in, but don't drink human blood before going in. We managed to survive here, but we don't want to be buried with you."
This group of guys who are drunkenly living and dying here are laughing and having fun. They are all losers. They finally escaped with their lives and came here. Naturally, they don't want to die. It's a pity that some things they said don't count.
"A glass of Bloody Mary, forget it, I'll do it myself!"
The hoarse voice sounded again, and then his voice had a different kind of emotion. Among the drunken degenerates, there were many vigilant people who got out of the way, and the bartender also directly grabbed a handful under the bar.
machete.
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A serrated machete suddenly appeared in the bartender's hand, and he slashed head-on at the cloaked man in front of him. His movements didn't look fast, but they carried strong soul power fluctuations, which were at least level 30.
To the outside world, he can be considered a little master.
"Peng~~~"
The man in the cloak whipped out a hand and stabbed the bartender in front of him on his right wrist. The bartender felt that the serrated machete in his hand slipped away, and was caught by the right hand that hit him and hit his wrist. He knew in his heart that this was
Encountered a tough fight, he quickly gave up and retreated.
"No... uh..."
Just as the brawny bartender was about to beg for mercy, he saw the serrated machete flying out, drawing a wonderful arc as if it had eyes, and accurately penetrated his throat. He clutched his throat and stared with wide eyes.
Looking at each other, he fell on the bar with a dead look.
The dripping blood fell along the edge of the bar to the ground. After a while, there was a large pool of blood on the ground. The cloaked man took a wine glass from the bar and placed it on the spot where the blood dripped.
After a while, a glass of dark red turbid liquid was filled to the brim. It exuded a strong fishy smell, which was more pungent than ordinary blood.
The cloaked man raised his glass of Bloody Mary and drank it in one gulp. The eyes of the people around him changed, as if they were looking at an out-of-place lunatic.
These degenerates who came here first knew the legend of the Killing City, and naturally thought about making a comeback through Hell Road. However, after learning about some details in detail, they were all glad that the Killing City was destroyed, otherwise they would enter it.
It’s true that we may not have the good days we have now.
There are many among these degenerates who do not believe in evil, but without exception they all fail and return. The taboo of not drinking Bloody Mary and entering the Killing City was also spread after many explorations by these people.
"Hehehe... This place is really good. It is the trial ground of Shura God, the abandoned killing city. There are countless innocent souls and death and dark energy in its underground. It is absolutely necessary to receive the power of the Lord here.
It’s the best choice…”
The cloaked man smiled strangely and tore open his clothes. In the arms of his skinny body, there was an evil statue that was almost embedded in his body.
Both of his eyes were scarlet, full of evil madness. He looked at the fallen people around him as if they were seeing sweet prey. That kind of predator's gaze gave everyone a chill.
"This bastard is weird, let's kill him together."
"Although I don't know what he plans to do, it's definitely not a good thing."
"Don't hold back at this time. I always feel that we must die if this guy lives."
"Don't talk so much. Let's kill him together. It will give us more meat."
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The degenerates around them were not kind either. The bartender's death might have frightened them for a moment, but after being threatened, they fought back even more fiercely. Countless attacks all flew towards the guy who had just drank a glass of Bloody Mary.
"You are all excellent sacrifices."
An evil light of blood suddenly appeared on this skinny guy's body, and then his body expanded rapidly and underwent strange changes, just like the real body of the beast soul possessed by the martial soul.
Extremely weird and evil.
"Ah...this guy is a monster."
"It eats people, it eats people directly."
"No matter how hard you fight, you can't kill him. This is not a guy we can deal with."
"Run away, run away. The more it eats, the stronger it becomes. If it continues, everyone will die. Everyone, run away for your life."
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This weird and evil monster grabbed several people and threw them into its mouth to gnaw at them. His body expanded more and more, gradually reaching a height of nearly three feet. A pair of round, blood-red eyes were filled with the desire to eat.
He set his sights on everyone in the tavern and continued to kill and devour him. This kind of gluttony quickly expanded him to the extreme. At a certain moment, accompanied by a fierce explosion, an evil blood-colored light beam distorted the town.