I guarded the Wuhun Hall in Douluo for 30 years

White outfit and black cape.

In the center of the chest, there is a fist-sized word "hun".

This is the standard uniform for personnel directly under the Wuhun Palace.

Zhang San looked at the person in the mirror with a blank expression.

He is in his early 20s, has a strong body but is quite tall, and looks very energetic, but his eyes have lost their sparkle.

Zhang San subconsciously touched his chest. His heart, which was accidentally pierced by the steel bar, should have stopped beating, but at this time there was a thumping sound.

It seems that he must have traveled through time.

Memory fragments poured out of my mind one by one.

His name is Zhang San.

He was originally a villager from the Salikel Principality in the northern part of the Tiandou Empire.

Because this place is located in a notorious murderous city, security has never been very good.

A few days ago, the village was massacred by an evil soul master. Zhang San was taken into custody in the principal prison for breaking the law. When he returned to the village, he saw the scene of corpses strewn all over the place, and he was frightened and fainted.

Later, he met the Soul Catcher Division of Wuhun Palace stationed in the Killing City - an agency specializing in arresting evil soul masters. Because of his eagerness for revenge, he was recruited as a new member of the law enforcement team.

"Tian Dou Empire... the capital of killing?"

"This is actually the world of Douluo Continent!"

Zhang San has watched some Douluo anime.

Like the theory of the fairy grass with two eyes of ice and fire, the Blind Douluo, the pseudo-master Yu Xiaogang... At the very least, the advantages of fellow travelers are still there.

But, what the hell is Douluo calendar year 2615?

Zhang San frowned, unable to find any memory of "Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace", "Haotian Douluo" and "Golden Iron Triangle of Wuhun World" in his mind.

Ruined!

I might have traveled to the time before Tang San was born!

We still don’t know how many years it will take for the plot to begin. As a 20-year-old ordinary person who has not awakened his martial spirit, even if he survives until the plot begins, I am afraid he will already be a dying old man, halfway into the earth.

"Zhang San! Don't look at those clothes. The river of blood will get dirty later!"

"The boss is calling us to go to the trial room. It's your first day to do the task, so be quick with your hands and feet!"

A man poked his head into the room and saw that Zhang San was still in a daze. He quickly urged him and ran to the courtroom.

Several shouts woke Zhang San from his memory. He said a few words casually and walked out of the door.

There were about a dozen people wearing Wuhundian uniforms on the road, and they all gathered towards one location - the trial room.

Zhang San kept up the pace, and his memories continued to revive.

The City of Killing is a place of miracles left behind by the ancient Shura God.

The Wuhun Palace made a contract with the King of Slaughter a hundred years ago and established a special agency stationed in the Slaughter City - the Soul Catching Division.

Most of the evil soul masters in the world have gone to the "pure land" of the Killing City.

It is the job of the Soul Catcher Division to capture the expelled evil soul masters.

Zhang San scratched his head. He couldn't understand the words in Douluo World, but he could vaguely recognize a few numbers.

In his memory, he signed a contract to become a jailer, and the number on it seemed to be 5 years.

This made Zhang San a little distressed.

Almost all the evil soul masters on the mainland are imprisoned in this killing city.

Even if the strength of these evil soul masters is suppressed, they are not something that an ordinary person like him can provoke.

What's more, the murderous thoughts left by the Shura God and the corrupted thoughts of the Rakshasa God can also affect people's consciousness.

What a bad luck, working in a place like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until Tang San is born - the time when the plot begins.

Zhang San sighed, shook his head, and followed the flow of people into a room.

Before anyone could enter the door, they heard screams one after another.

"what--"

"Damn Wuhun Palace! The King of Slaughter will make the decision for me!"

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang San saw a man wearing a Wuhundian uniform with the title "Captain of a Team" written on his chest, manipulating an iron chain as thick as a bowl.

An evil soul master who had stripped off all his clothes was tied up with iron chains. The man had a green face, fangs, disheveled hair, his red eyes shrank again and again, and his whole body was covered in blisters.

Every time the captain pulled the chain and lowered it, the evil spirit master would be soaked in bubbling wastewater. The moment he touched the hot water, purple sprouts would appear on his body as if possessed by a martial spirit. The fur transforms into the physical characteristics of a tiger.

But soak it for a few seconds,

"You couldn't hand over Bloody Mary yourself and were kicked out of the Slaughter City. It was the Slaughter King who reported to us and caught you."

"It's really funny that you ask the King of Slaughter to make the decision for you."

The captain laughed mockingly and loosened the chains on his hands.

The evil spirit master with the tiger spirit immediately fell into the boiling water pot and struggled wildly.

Almost a minute passed, and the sound of struggling subsided.

The captain waved his hand and asked someone to pull the evil soul master up.

The evil spirit master who was originally naked now maintained the appearance of being possessed by a martial spirit, but his body remained motionless.

"An evil soul master with a beast spirit will remain possessed by the spirit after his body is greatly stimulated and dies."

"What you have to do is to cut off the external features of their possessed form, such as their tiger skin, tiger teeth and tiger whip, and then throw the body into the river of blood. Do you understand?"

As the lowest-level jailer, Zhang San could only watch the operation process of judging the evil soul master.

Such bloody and cruel methods made it difficult for Zhang San, an ordinary person, to adapt.

"Hey - you kid, cut off the material from this person and throw the body into the river of blood."

The captain looked around, imprinting the faces of each new jailer in his mind, and suddenly pointed at Zhang San and said:

"I remember you. You were the one who survived after the evil soul master massacred the village. Don't be so afraid. Think about it, this evil soul master might be the one who killed your parents, brothers, sisters and friends. You might not be so scared. It’s uncomfortable.”

An inexplicable smell of meat penetrated his nose. Zhang San resisted the desire to vomit and nodded vigorously.

This is not a person...this is not a person...

These are all monsters... I am exterminating demons and protecting the Tao...

Zhang San quickly gave himself a psychological hint and dragged the tiger evil soul master who was scalded to death to the anatomy room.

In his previous life, although he was a cook and had done everything but kill pigs and sheep, he was still very resistant to seeing a humanoid creature lying in front of him.

black!

It's so dark!

The Wuhun Palace colluded with the Slaughter City, squeezing Bloody Mary to interfere with the soul master's thoughts. If he couldn't give it, he drove him out of the Slaughter City and allowed him to kill without mercy.

The Wuhun Palace is waiting for the escaped evil soul masters to massacre the village, so that they can capture the evil soul masters in the name of punishing rape and eradicating evil, and openly claim credit.

I am an ordinary person with no strength, and I don’t even have a martial spirit. Even if I can escape from the killing city, where can I go?

This place is not like the earth. In the deep mountains and old forests, you may encounter soul beasts that are thousands of years old. Even if they are ten-year-old soul beasts, he can't bear it.