Time passes day after day, like a merry-go-round that is always in a circle.
The Killing Fields of Hell is like a tireless meat grinder. People die here every day, but every day the place is packed.
The three external forces continuously provide fresh blood to the City of Killing. For those who have made mistakes and committed heinous crimes in the outside world, this City of Killing is not only not scary in their eyes, but is actually very "cute".
Because there are no secular rules and no restraints of moral etiquette. For them, the evil of human nature can be displayed here to their heart's content. This place is no different from heaven to them.
but……
Even in heaven, there is still darkness where the light cannot shine, and for this group of people living in "heaven", they are still afraid of "darkness".
They... are still afraid of death. No matter how heinous their sins or how crazy they are, they still keep a respectful distance from the death of eternal darkness.
However, in the past year, there have been three people who have been forcing them like a nightmare, making them accelerate towards darkness and death.
Outside the Killing Fields of Hell.
Zhao Xuan left the Hell Killing Fields from the passage. He had a strong murderous aura on his body. The evil men wandering on the street changed their expressions when they saw Zhao Xuan, and then disappeared in front of him in an instant.
Tang San walked out of the main entrance, walked towards Zhao Xuan, and asked a little strangely.
"Didn't you say you won't take action these days? We almost ran into each other."
"I can't help it, I'm in a bad mood."
Zhao Xuan sighed, then pointed to a teahouse at the street entrance and said to Tang San: "Go and have a seat."
"good."
The two of them sat down in the teahouse, and then a waiter in black presented him with several stacks of pastries and tea.
This is the maintenance staff of the Killing City. The service was indifferent throughout the whole process without a smile. After tea and pastries were served, they left on their own.
There is no production in this city of killings. People have to maintain the life here and guard these evil ghosts in the world.
Most of these people come from the three forces, and some are subordinates of the King of Slaughter. Several forces work together to maintain the stability of the City of Slaughter.
Tang San took a sip of tea, then looked at Zhao Xuan and asked seriously: "What on earth are you looking for?"
When he came in, Zhao Xuan said that his purpose of entering the Killing City was to find something. Over the past year, Zhao Xuan has indeed been looking around, but it seems that he has gained nothing.
More than a year has passed, and the aura on Tang San's body has become colder. Although his Blue Silver Domain is good, it can't stop the continuous intrusion of evil spirit and hostility. If it weren't for Zhao Xuan helping to nurse him back to health, I'm afraid his entire
People's will has been immersed in killing, and they have become one of the murderers in this murderous city.
On the other hand, Zhao Xuan was still calm and calm, and was not affected by these evil auras and vicious auras at all. The murderous aura on his body was very pure, like the purest ice, which made people shudder, but it did not affect the murderous aura at all.
The impurities, evil spirit and hostility in the body have been purified by the Pure World White Lotus after getting close to Zhao Xuan.
Hearing this, Zhao Xuan put down the tea cup on his lips, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly asked: "Xiaosan, do you believe there is a god in this world?"
Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank, his handsome face instantly became serious, and he asked with some surprise and disbelief: "What... do you mean?!"
Zhao Xuan's sudden question put Tang San into a huge shock. At this moment, he could only feel his heart beating violently. The word "god" kept echoing in his mind. He knew that Zhao Xuan would not make random mistakes. If he didn't have a certain understanding,
He wouldn't say such a thing.
Looking at Tang San's appearance, Zhao Xuan smiled, then picked up a piece of cake on the table and put it into his mouth, watching Tang San quietly.
Tang San was lost for a long time. After a long time, the shock and confusion in Tang San's eyes slowly dissipated. He picked up the tea on the table, moistened his dry throat, looked at Zhao Xuan with his eyes tightly and asked in a deep voice:
"Is there a god in this world?"
"Yes, and there are quite a few."
Zhao Xuan nodded, and then said with some sigh, the more he understands this world, the more he will feel insignificant. The whole world is the human world, but what is in the sky?
Ordinary people don't understand it, but the stronger the person, the heavier it will feel.
Perhaps after experiencing too much, Tang San's ability to accept has become very strong, so after experiencing the shock just now, his expression calmed down.
After hesitating for a moment, he asked hesitantly: "Even if there is a god in this world, what does it have to do with what you are looking for? Could it be an artifact left behind by some god?"
Zhao Xuan glanced at Tang San amusedly, shook his head and said with a smile: "Xiao San, you are worthy of being a blacksmith, yet you would think of divine weapons immediately..."
Tang San's face turned red, he glared at Zhao Xuan and said, "Then tell me what you are here for."
Frowning with some distress, Zhao Xuan sighed: "As I said, I don't know. I was asked by a fallen god to come here to look for something left by a god named Shura. Is that thing a divine weapon?
Maybe the scope is very broad, but it also means that I have many goals.”
"So... I'm sad."
There hasn't been much gain in more than a year, and what little patience he has is about to be worn away, so today he was sulky and went to the hell killing field to vent his anger.
"That's the only place we haven't explored yet."
Zhao Xuan suddenly looked out the window, towards the palace complex on the hill. It was the residence of the King of Slaughter, and it was also a place he had not been near for more than a year.
"Where are you going?" Tang San's expression changed.
"Yes, I'm going to go there and have a look."
Zhao Xuan did not hide anything and told his inner plan.
"But it's so dangerous there, you..."
Tang San said with a somewhat anxious expression, but was stopped by Zhao Xuan before he finished speaking.
With a smile on his face, Zhao Xuan said softly: "Isn't it dangerous for you here?"
Tang San was silent. He had been fighting in the Hell Killing Fields for more than a year and almost died many times, but Zhao Xuan did not take action because Zhao Xuan knew that this was his experience.
He has never blamed Zhao Xuan. On the contrary, if Zhao Xuan saved him, he might blame him instead, because this is his father's experience for him, and it is also his experience for himself. If he loses the feeling between life and death,
If there is a sense of crisis, then the experience here will be meaningless. After all, the meaning of this experience is not a meaningless fight.
After thinking this, Tang San said solemnly to Zhao Xuan: "If you decide to go, then you must be careful!"
Zhao Xuan looked far away at the building under the purple moon. It looked so peaceful. He nodded lightly: "I know."
Although this was a city of killing, he had no intention of becoming a remnant soul here.