Chapter 100
Actions in the Killing City
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Douluo Continent, in the Northwest.
A seemingly forgotten town sits here.
Unlike other towns, the atmosphere here is very eerie; it wouldn't be wrong to call it a ghost town.
Even though there were people coming and going, they all exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
Suddenly, "thump—thump—"
Light footsteps echoed in front of the town, and a woman dressed in a black robe walked in from outside.
Because there was no deliberate attempt to conceal it, the faintly visible fair skin, the near-perfect face under the hood, and the inherent noble temperament made him seem even more out of place in this small town.
Under the watchful eyes of those around her, the woman walked straight into a tavern with a stuffy atmosphere.
The few patrons inside glanced at it briefly, but were frozen in place the next second.
"The quality here really hasn't changed at all."
With a hint of sarcasm, the woman lifted her hood. The face that was revealed was none other than Bibi Dong.
Seeing her appearance and her noble demeanor immediately made many drinkers whistle.
Just then, a waiter dressed in black with an unusually indifferent expression walked towards her.
"What would you like to order?"
"I don't want anything."
Bibi Dong tapped the bar counter, her tone icy.
"Open the door."
The waiter's expression immediately changed. "You are—"
Before he could finish speaking, he quickly bowed respectfully and said, "Please come with me."
The small door on the side of the bar opened, and a passage that looked like a black hole appeared in front of Bibi Dong.
In an instant, a chilling aura swept over us.
It swept through the entire tavern in an instant, and also instantly attracted the attention of all the patrons present.
After a pause of about 0.1 seconds, he exclaimed, "That's definitely the gate to the Killing City!"
"That's right! As long as we go in there, we can enter the City of Slaughter." Someone shouted, and everyone's eyes turned bloodshot as they rushed towards the door like madmen.
But she had only taken one step when Bibi Dong glanced back. After a fleeting, ghastly green light flashed past, "Bang bang bang—"
—"
They froze in place, and all the heads exploded instantly!
Thump, thump, thump—
In just a moment, headless corpses fell to the ground, their blood staining the tavern floor.
"Punish them for their disrespect."
He left a message and stepped through the small door.
At the end of this narrow path inside the small gate lies the gate to the City of Slaughter, for the God of Slaughter to pass through.
Just before her figure vanished, she showed a hint of awe to the waiter who remained unmoved despite the tavern being slaughtered, saying, "Respectfully seeing off the God of Slaughter."
The City of Slaughter, a dark and spacious room.
In this room, which is almost entirely decorated in dark red tones, there is an exceptionally large chair in the center, inlaid with blue and purple crystals that form the shape of a drum tower.
A tall, slender figure sat upright on it. However, in the darkness, his features were not visible.
However, from the maid's address of "Great King," one could easily discern that this figure was the King of Slaughter.
"Great King, a guest has arrived."
"A rare guest indeed."
The King of Slaughter revealed a deep sense of apprehension.
Only two of the world's most formidable killers are allowed to "visit" here. And coincidentally, he is wary of these two.
"Please invite him in."
Concealing her apprehension, the door opened just in time, and Bibi Dong stepped inside unhurriedly.
"King of Slaughter"
"What brings you here, Rakshasa witch?"
The King of Slaughter waved his hand, signaling a maid to bring a tray containing two Bloody Marys and present it to him.
He first picked up a cup, indicating to Bibi Dong that she could help herself.
Bibi Dong didn't even glance at it. "I don't drink this garbage."
"Yeah?"
Despite being angered by her tactless sarcasm, the King of Slaughter did not get angry. Instead, he asked the same question he had just asked again.
Unexpectedly, the response was, "I need people."
"Need people? Hahaha"
Even the King of Slaughter was amused by her words.
"You come here demanding someone? As a mighty god of slaughter, don't you know where you are? This is the City of Slaughter, a forbidden land for all living beings on the continent, and a paradise for the fallen. Here, I am the ruler. And yet you say you come here demanding someone?"
Bibi Dong didn't care about these taunts.
She simply said to herself, "I want to appoint Title Douluo-level Soul Masters and lead them out of the City of Slaughter."
Are there any Title Douluo in the City of Slaughter?
The answer is yes.
After all, there will always be one or two unlucky souls who awaken evil martial spirits and inevitably become fallen.
With such a rapid cultivation speed, these fallen individuals can grow up in a very short time.
Even when hunted down by the Spirit Hall, some people are lucky enough to survive and hide until they become Title Douluo, and are then forced to enter the Slaughter City to survive.
But the number of such degenerates is very small.
"impossible."
The King of Slaughter's expression turned cold.
"As a god of slaughter, you should be well aware of the rules of the Slaughter City. Only by winning a hundred battles and traversing the Hell Road can they leave the Slaughter City."
"not to mention--"
He paused slightly, a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "The Spirit Hall is right outside. Take him out? Are you looking for death?"
"You don't need to worry about that."
Bibi Dong remained unfazed, even threatening, "Don't forget, within my God of Slaughter Domain, any Soul Master can regain the use of their Soul Skills."
So, are you going to give it to me or not?
This tone was her final ultimatum.
As it happens, the King of Slaughter falls for this.
So he compromised.
"Very well—" The King of Slaughter was so angry that he laughed, "I'd like to see how you're going to take him away."
"You don't need to worry about it."
Bibi Dong turned and left with a cold face.
Only the King of Slaughter and the maid remained.
"Click"
The King of Slaughter crushed the wine glass in his hand and, in a fit of rage, slammed his fist into the armrest of the chair!
"Bang-"
"What a killing machine!"
Seeing this, the maid tentatively suggested, "Great King, perhaps we—"
Before he could finish speaking, two blood-red beams of light shot out from the King of Slaughter's eyes, making the surrounding air thick and the stench of blood fill the air.
As for the maid, she let out a shrill scream that was not human, and even her curvaceous body was trembling violently in the corner.
At this moment, the King of Slaughter, already enraged and radiating murderous intent, shouted, "Who gave you the right to interrupt?!"
Soon, Bibi Dong left the City of Slaughter.
But she didn't take anyone with her.
This puzzled the King of Slaughter, who then summoned the fallen ones who were titled Douluo-level beings.
But all he learned from them was the promise Bibi Dong made, and the powerful dark aura he sensed when she attacked them.
Otherwise, we just have to make them wait.
Waiting for the summons that could come at any moment.