After getting the answer he wanted, Wang Jingyu fixed his eyes on Scott and asked in a majestic tone.
"Scott, are you interested in becoming the new King of Slaughter? Do you want to experience the feeling of one person being inferior to ten thousand people? Answer me?"
When Scott heard Wang Jingyu's question, his legs trembled with fright, and he knelt on the ground on the spot, trembling.
Damn it? What the hell, didn’t I just ask him if he wanted to be the new King of Slaughter?
How could this guy Scott be so scared that he was trembling all over? Could this guy be showing off?
"Hey, hello, hello? Can you stop being so exaggerated? I'm just asking you if you want to be the new King of Slaughter?
Do you need to be so scared? Stand up for me, otherwise, I will slap you."
Wang Jingyu looked at Scott who was kneeling on the ground shivering angrily, and almost kicked him up.
"No, I don't dare. Please take back your life. With you here, I wouldn't dare to overstep my bounds and become the King of Slaughter.
Scott will always be a terrifying knight under your command. You ask me to go east, but I will never dare to go west. You ask me to kill a dog, but I will never chase a chicken. I have always been loyal to you..."
Scott lay on the ground, lowered his head and did not dare to look up at Wang Jingyu, hesitantly replying.
Only then did Wang Jingyu suddenly realize that this guy didn't want to be the King of Slaughter at all.
It's just that this guy is afraid that he is deliberately digging a hole for him to jump into, and is worried that if he dares to show his ambition to become the King of Slaughter, he will kill him.
Wang Jingyu also knew that Scott's worries were not unfounded. After all, the King of Killing was born after Tang Chen was influenced by the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa god and parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king.
He is moody, and even kills his cronies on the spur of the moment, without any nonsense.
Therefore, it is normal for Scott to be as afraid of the King of Killing as a tiger.
However, Wang Jingyu also knew that he could not stay in the Killing City forever. After all, it would not be easy for Dong'er to take the Shura Divine Examination.
Even Tang San in the original work spent four or five years on Poseidon Island, and he had no idea how long Dong'er would have to go through in the Asura God's Heritage Temple.
It might be January, it might be a year, or even ten years, so he needs someone to guard him outside the Heritage Temple.
Wang Jingyu pondered for a moment, then his face immediately twisted, restored his original appearance, and reminded Scott.
"Scott, raise your head and see clearly who I am!"
Scott heard that the voice next to his ears suddenly no longer had the deep and sharp voice of the King of Killing, but was replaced by a voice full of peace and magnetism.
The most important thing was this voice. Scott always felt like he had heard it before, but he never expected that Wang Jingyu would pretend to be the King of Slaughter and communicate with him.
Therefore, Scott did not dare to look up at Wang Jingyu, but still respectfully lowered his head to the ground to show his respect.
Wang Jingyu rolled his eyes speechlessly and urged again.
"Is it so difficult for you to look up and see who I am? Let me tell you this, your king of killing has been killed by me.
Now that the entire Slaughter City is split into six forces, I want to support a Slaughter King again and manage the Slaughter City for me, it's that simple."
Hearing Wang Jingyu's sudden explanation, Scott's head was filled with mush.
What's going on? The King of Slaughter is dead? How, how is it possible?
If the King of Slaughter dies? Then who is he kneeling to? Isn’t this a fantasy?
Scott slowly raised his head from the ground. After looking at Wang Jingyu's handsome face, his eyes almost fell out of his sockets.
"Yes, it's you? Hey, where is the King of Slaughter?"
Wang Jingyu shrugged innocently and replied slowly.
"The King of Slaughter you saw before was me. And the King of Slaughter you have always respected is dead, and even his body was burned to ashes."
Scott's whole body trembled unconsciously, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Is the King of Slaughter dead? Or was he killed by you? How is that possible? The King of Slaughter is invincible, like a god.
How could he be killed by you like this? You, you must be lying, right?"
"Why should I lie?" Wang Jingyu curled his lips disdainfully and continued to add angrily.
"To you, the King of Slaughter is invincible, like a god, but to me, he is no better than an ant.
I killed him simply because his existence was an eyesore to me."
Wang Jingyu floated down from the long table and looked down at Scott's face, who was still kneeling on the ground.
"Now I want to support a new King of Slaughter. If you agree, I can instill power into you so that you can guard the City of Slaughter.
If you don't agree, I can also kill you. For me, it's just another person becoming the king of killing."
His meaning is very obvious. If Scott knows the truth, let him become the King of Slaughter. If he doesn't know the truth, let him follow the King of Killing underground.
His king dare not say anything else, but in terms of democracy, he is still good. He can fully respect Scott's own wishes and let him make a choice between becoming the King of Killing and following the King of Killing underground.
Scott was silent this time, staring closely at Wang Jingyu, thinking in his mind whether the death of the King of Slaughter was true.
Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Wang Jingyu's patience gradually ran out, and his face instantly turned cold.
"Okay, very good, the King of Slaughter will be very pleased to have such a loyal subordinate like you.
If that's the case, then I'll send you down to see him, so that you, master and servant, can renew our relationship."
Wang Jingyu immediately made a move to kill Scott on the spot. Unexpectedly, Scott gritted his teeth and kowtowed to Wang Jingyu three times.
"Old slave Scott pays homage to his master. I am willing to become the new king of killing, guard the city of killing for my master, and will never betray him in my life!"
Haha? Wang Jingyu grinned slightly. He thought this guy was really tough.
It seems that he is still a little afraid of death. Since this guy agreed to his request so wisely, there is no need to kill him.
"Okay, you are very good. I admire you very much. When I take action to reintegrate the entire Slaughter City, you will be the new King of Slaughter.
You will definitely feel lucky for today's decision in the future, so prepare yourself to become the new King of Slaughter."