chsdbacks Chapter 71 Slaughter City
Chapter 71 Slaughter City
Chapter 71 The City of Slaughter (Part 1)
Li Luochen followed Qianjun Jiangmo for many days and finally arrived at a small town.
The town didn't look very big, but as soon as Li Luochen stepped in, he sensed that the atmosphere around him was a bit strange. He felt that the people around him had a special kind of chill about them.
"Killing intent!" Li Luochen silently chanted in his heart.
Qianjun Jiangmo led Li Luochen to a tavern in the town and they went inside.
The air inside the tavern was very stuffy, and Li Luochen noticed that all the decorations were black. Although it was daytime outside, stepping inside gave off a cold and dark feeling.
Yes, it's very dark, a place that doesn't seem like a place for humans to live.
At this time, the tavern was about 30% full. Although the air was stuffy, very few people were talking, so it was very quiet.
The arrival of Qianjun Jiangmo and Li Luochen attracted a lot of attention, but most people only glanced at them briefly before moving on.
Qianjun Jiangmo led Li Luochen to sit in the very center. A waiter dressed in black with an indifferent expression walked over.
"What would you like to order?"
"Give us three Bloody Marys," Qianjun Douluo said calmly.
The waiter's expression changed slightly. "Are you sure?" But after being swept away by the Demon-Slaying Douluo's cold gaze, he dared not say anything more and turned away.
In a short while.
Three glasses of murky liquid were brought to the table. The liquid was dark red and emitted a strong, fishy smell, as pungent as fresh blood.
Li Luochen looked at the liquid in the cup. Human blood? Or poisoned human blood? His two masters wouldn't make him drink it, would they?
"Xiao Chen, drink it," Qian Jun Douluo said with his eyes closed, while Jiang Mo Douluo was playing with his Panlong Staff.
Um... Can I say no? There's no escaping it now.
Li Luochen drank it down in one gulp. The liquid was somewhat salty and had a slightly sour taste. The strong smell of blood instantly filled Li Luochen's sense of taste and smell.
puff----
Sorry, I couldn't resist. Drinking human blood is really not my thing, ugh—I'm in a bit of a bind, Fat Tiger.
. . . . .
The violent vomiting shattered the tranquility of the tavern and drew the attention of all the guests.
Laughter erupted.
"Where did this brat come from? Go home. This is not a place for you."
"You can't even handle a Bloody Mary, yet you expect to get in?"
"Haha, go home and go nurse from your mother."
Various filthy sounds filled the tavern, and the patrons seemed to have found an outlet for their repression, letting out their pent-up emotions without reservation.
Even after vomiting everything out of his stomach, Li Luochen still couldn't completely get rid of the bloody smell. He almost vomited bile as well. This was the first time in his life that Li Luochen had vomited so violently.
Li Luochen slowly took out a water bag, took a sip of water, and rinsed his mouth.
After rinsing his mouth, Li Luochen looked at Qianjun Douluo and waited for his instructions.
Without opening his eyes, Qianjun Douluo pointed at the group and said, "Kill them all."
The laughter abruptly ceased, and everyone's gaze towards Qianjun Douluo turned strange. "To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself. None of those who have made it this far have been without a reason to die. Kill them all, leave no one alive," said the Demon-Slaying Douluo calmly.
Upon hearing this, Li Luochen stood up and immediately released his martial spirit, the Coiling Dragon Staff.
Yellow, purple, purple, black, black
Five spirit rings appeared.
Once the Tyrant Dragon Battle Body was activated, it struck each of the still-sitting people with its staff. Some tried to defend themselves, but were instantly shattered.
Blood, bones, and bits of flesh flew everywhere in the tavern. Li Luochen had never killed anyone before, and he knew it would take time, so he gave himself a strong dose of medicine and used all his strength to crush them.
They scattered the corpses here and there, killing everyone in the most disgusting way.
Li Luochen recovered from the battle and looked at the broken bones and flesh scattered on the ground. He couldn't help but tremble all over and his face turned pale.
An extremely nauseating smell was about to come out, but since Li Luochen had just finished vomiting, he was only dry heaving.
Li Luochen's eyes were red at this moment. It was his first time killing someone. He took a deep breath, a deep breath; dizziness was normal. (Liangyou Himuro!)
Li Luochen activated his head soul bone to quickly regulate his emotions. He took a deep breath, stood up, and looked at the remains of the corpse. Although he was still a little nauseous, his eyes became colder.
"Not bad, kid, you came out pretty fast. See that hole under the bar? That's where the Killing City is."
Remember, once you enter the Killing City, you can only rely on yourself. I won't be by your side, nor will I protect you. There are no friends or companions there, only enemies. Kill everyone who poses a threat to you.
Achieve 100 victories in the Hellish Killing Arena, then traverse the Hell Road. Your mission is complete. Live on, and let my brother and I see just how powerful you will become. Go!
"The Demon-Slaying Douluo put his arm around Li Luochen's shoulder and said..."
Li Luochen glanced at the head chef and the second head chef, walked towards the bar, and jumped into the hole.
Only Thousand-Pound Douluo and Demon-Slaying Douluo remained in the bar.
"Brother, is this kid up to the task? I was quite impressed with him at first, but he can't just fail here, can he?" Demon-Slaying Douluo said uncertainly, resting his chin on his hand.
"Xiao Chen is extraordinary. He is very talented and will become a Super Douluo sooner or later. Surpassing us will not be a problem, but he is also aware of his shortcomings."
There's too little bloodshed. The strong crawl out of corpses. Do you remember when we fought a Fallen Soul Master who was a Soul Douluo with the strength of a Soul Emperor? We still have the scars he left on our bodies.
Because of that experience, we grew stronger, our teamwork improved, and together we feared no opponent. "If...if only...he definitely could have made it out, and maybe he'd even surpass Miss."
Qianjun Douluo had frequent contact with Li Luochen, visiting him roughly twice a month. He understood his disciple quite well, noting that his disciple's staff technique had reached a bottleneck and lacked momentum, making the Slaughter City the most suitable place for him.
"That's good then. The King of Slaughter has been watching for so long, he should show himself by now," said Demon-Slaying Douluo to a certain point in the void.
"Heh, Spirit Hall's Thousand-Pound Douluo and Demon-Slaying Douluo, what brings you to my Slaughter City? Perhaps you're planning to cultivate another God of Slaughter?"
The King of Slaughter wore a blood-red robe, his entire body wrapped in a massive, high-collared scarlet cloak. His face was pale, he appeared to be middle-aged, and his hair and eyes were blood-red. From a distance, he resembled a blood-red shadow.
"Heh, do I need you to know what I'm doing? That kid who went in is a key talent I'm grooming. Don't try anything funny, or you'll be in the Slaughter City, heh you should know."
Qianjun Douluo coldly looked at the King of Slaughter.
The King of Slaughter was furious but helpless. The Thousand-Pound Demon Subduer was level 96, and together they could fight level 98. He was no match for them and could only endure it. Moreover, the supplies of the Slaughter City were all sent by the Spirit Hall, and its lifeline was in the hands of the Spirit Hall.
"Hmph, if he dies in the killing field, don't blame me."
After saying this, the King of Slaughter left, and the Demon Subduer also left, having conveyed that they needed to return to the Hall of Worship.
(End of this chapter)