Douluo: Conquering the Goddess from a Grass

Chapter 138 Nightmare Comes, God of Slaughter
"So, you want to bring him in?" The Slaughter King said coldly, "Do you think he will accept our kindness?"

The woman seemed a little confused, she didn't seem to understand why the Slaughter King said that.

Coming to the capital of killing and becoming the subordinate of the king of killing, isn't that what everyone dreams of?

"Yin Ji, it seems that you are more stupid than I imagined." Seeing the woman's confused face, the Slaughter King said lightly.

"Why? Great King, don't you want our Slaughter City to become stronger?"

"In this world, although we hide underground and are under the control of the Spirit Hall, as long as we have the same strength as the opponent, the Spirit Hall will not dare to confront us head-on."

"King, aren't you afraid that Wuhundian will suddenly tear up the agreement one day and attack the capital of killing?"

The Slaughter King said coldly: "Wuhundian has no time to take care of us now. I received news that a few months ago, Wuhundian had an amazing battle?"

"The great enshrinement Qian Daoliu was seriously injured, and there are countless elders who died in the enshrinement hall."

"The current Wuhun Hall is still in the midst of internal strife, the strength of the Enshrined Hall has been greatly reduced, and their rights have been repeatedly emptied by the Pope's Hall,"

"If the news is true, at least in the next five years, Spirit Hall won't have time to ask about the Slaughter City,"

"On the contrary, Bibi Dong will rely on us even more, because only we have the ability to help her get rid of a group of people who are against her wishes."

"Furthermore, according to the source's description, this king is [-]% sure that this strong man who just came in is the peerless master who has reduced the strength of the Spirit Hall by more than half."

Wuhundian actually lost so many title Douluo in the first battle?
Hearing this news, Yin Ji couldn't help taking a deep breath. In so many battles throughout the ages, there has never been a battle where more than three Titled Douluo lost more than three people.

You must know that they are Titled Douluo, they are extremely rare in the whole continent, and each of them is at the level of a national treasure.

And a battle actually killed more than seven Title Douluo, is this the start of a world war?
What shocked her even more was that, according to the King of Slaughter, the instigator of this battle was actually the young man she favored.

How can this be?

How old is he?

"Great King of Slaughter, are you afraid that the addition of this strong man will bring unpredictable results to the capital of Slaughter?"

The King of Slaughter fell silent, and after a while, he sighed heavily and said, "What the City of Slaughter needs is a killing machine that absolutely obeys the will of killing."

"Only those who lose themselves in the endless killing can become our most perfect subordinates,"

"But, what if the opponent's goal is not this?"

Yin Ji was shocked, and lost her voice: "King, what do you mean to say that this strong man came to the city of killing to become the god of killing?"

The King of Slaughter waved his hand and said, "The Capital of Slaughter is the refuge left by that person when he left this world thousands of years ago."

"He uses his supreme soul power to isolate the passage between the killing capital and reality. Only by passing his test and becoming one of his successors can he use soul skills within the scope allowed by the rules."

"However, because he has been silent in the killing for too long, no one knows whether the strong man will sink into the killing intent after passing his assessment, unable to extricate himself, and become a killing machine."

"So, for us, every appearance of a killing god is a huge crisis."

Yin Ji nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Isn't there such an instruction left on the fable wall of our killing capital? The god of killing is coming, and hell will be a disaster."

"In the past few times, every time the killing god appeared, it caused heavy damage to the killing capital. If it really happens again this time, I'm afraid..."

"Great king, how about this? We arranged for an envoy to follow him..."

Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light spewed out from the eyes of the Slaughter King, the surrounding air visibly became viscous, and the strong smell of blood scattered in all directions.
The icy female voice suddenly let out a sharp scream that did not resemble a human being, and in the corner, a protruding body trembled violently.

The broken black clothes and the white skin under the black shirt formed an extremely shocking impact,
The dark red light fell on Yin Ji's sad and beautiful face, and immediately gave birth to a feeling of pity.

"Stupid, don't think you can talk nonsense just because I pet you,"

"The rules of the killing field in hell, the duel between the strong comes from the will of God, not something we can secretly control!"

"Moreover, the fallen with fifty victories have already been paid attention to by the death mark. In a sense, they have become seed players."

"If any god of killing knows that we intend to change the rules, what will greet us will be the wrath of the god of killing. For the capital of killing, it will be a truly devastating disaster."

"Under the cover of their killing god domain, any soul master can resume the use of soul skills. Otherwise, why do you think I compromised with them?"

"Once hundreds of soul sage level powerhouses who can use soul skills erupt together, the entire Slaughter City will be destroyed. This is the nightmare of the Slaughter City."

Yin Ji stood up with difficulty, wiped off the blood stains overflowing from the corner of her lips, bowed and said, "Then, respected king, what can I do for you?"

The King of Slaughter lowered his eyebrows slightly, as if he was thinking about something, suddenly.He raised his head and said darkly, "It's not allowed for more than fifty games, but it doesn't mean we can't do anything!"

"Don't disturb him for now, give him the best of everything he wants,"

"Three days later, arrange a match, let Tie Fu take action, and crucify him in the killing field of hell."

"If you can't die, then arrange for him to come to see me..."

Yin Ji nodded, and was about to leave when suddenly, the King of Slaughter coughed abnormally, and immediately after that, his eyes glowed strangely.

Yin Ji's figure trembled slightly, her nightmare moment came again.

With a "boom", the Slaughter King waved his big hand, and there was a sound of liquid surging in front of him.

Accompanied by this action, the strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire room,
In front of the throne of the Slaughter King, at some point, a huge pool of blood was built, filled with viscous blood.

If Fang Xu was present at this moment, he would instantly understand that the capital of Slaughter needs so much blood, and it was all prepared for the King of Slaughter.

Only a small part is really reserved for the fallen.

The Slaughter King opened his mouth wide, revealing two sharp fangs under the dim light.

"Gudong, Gudong," a thick dark red liquid flew out in front of him, and he swallowed it with his mouth open.
The red light quickly concealed the body of the Slaughter King. At this moment, the beard and hair of the Slaughter King who had a face of nearly seventy turned black instantly. After swallowing a mouthful of blood, he seemed to be decades younger.

"My lord, you are so strong." Yin Ji's tender white hands were familiarly attached to the opponent's body, and the next moment, a burst of intense gasps followed.
(End of this chapter)