Douluo: Reincarnation of the Rock King, Wandering in the Mortal World

Chapter 347: Fallen Angel

Asylum of the King of Slaughter?

That's the past!

When the City of Slaughter was renamed, the King of Slaughter existed in name only. Many lower-level people did not know this, but she, a Titled Douluo, knew it.

When the City of Slaughter was reformed, she witnessed the entire process with her own eyes.

In front of that person, the King of Slaughter was just little Karami.

After hearing this, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were both stunned.

You know, the King of Slaughter is the helmsman of the City of Slaughter and the strongest one.

Even if it were reformed into some kind of hell, you wouldn't say such things, right?
Isn't she afraid of being blamed by the King of Slaughter?
To be honest, even Tang Hao, especially Tang Hao in his victorious period, didn't want to fight with the King of Slaughter easily.

Tang Hao always had a feeling that the King of Slaughter was very strong, extremely strong, and he even had a vague sense of familiarity, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but couldn't put his finger on it.

The King of Killing did not give him any malice, but rather a sense of closeness.

This is very strange.

The King of Slaughter was extremely bloodthirsty, and Tang Hao knew this clearly, but there was no one like him among the people he knew.

Since the other party's backer is not the King of Slaughter, then who else could it be?

Tang Hao really wanted to ask, but was afraid that "Meng Po" would think that he was afraid of the new backer of the City of Slaughter.

Therefore, he did not ask. Even if he asked, this "Meng Po" in front of him would not be able to answer.

Who would have nothing to do and always talk about having a backer?
Who knows, this "Meng Po" might underestimate this "God of Killing".

Those who obtain the realm of the God of Killing have the title of "God of Killing". They are not gods, just a title.

Of course, in this city of killing, the "God of Killing" who can release his soul skills normally is no different from a real God.

Therefore, in the City of Slaughter, the God of Killing holds a special status, and no one, including the King of Slaughter, is willing to offend the God of Killing easily.

"Humph, who cares who your backers are? I come when I want to and leave when I want to. No one can stop me!"

"If anything happens to my son, I will fight you to the death!"

Tang Hao said in a cold voice, as if only this could calm him down.

"I respect you and call you the God of Killing. You don't really think of yourself as a god, do you?"

"Meng Po" raised her red lips slightly, and a trace of contempt flashed between her eyebrows, as if she didn't take Tang Hao seriously at all.

Killer God?
They are just slightly more powerful humans.

In front of that adult, such a weakling can be easily destroyed!
She could never forget the sight of the King of Slaughter being pinched by the adult's neck, unable to resist at all.

Almost no one knows the details of the King of Slaughter, but the King of Slaughter has the right to grant people the ability to use soul skills in the City of Slaughter.

Can he be a weak person?

On the contrary, the King of Killing is not weak, but that adult is too powerful.

"If I don't respect you, who are you?"

"Meng Po" clasped her hands, and her aura burst out again, radiating in all directions.

"Meng Po" didn't think that this god of death was much stronger than her.

Just one, even if she is not the opponent, does that mean she has no teammates?
"If it weren't for the reforms in our underworld, we wouldn't have taken action so easily..."

In the past... it seemed that we couldn't easily attack the God of Death.

Now at least we can provoke, which is a big step forward.

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao had already left before "Meng Po" spoke.

Both brothers were afraid that due to their violent tempers, they would not be able to resist attacking this crazy woman.

Crazy woman?
Even though "Meng Po" looks like she is only in her twenties or thirties at this time, it is the golden period for women.

But her real age is definitely over seventy! She can maintain this appearance because she is a Titled Douluo, who can rejuvenate, and she is also an evil spirit master!
The real evil soul master!

In the current Douluo Continent, there is no such title as evil soul master, but evil people are collectively referred to as fallen ones.

The Fallen is a general term used by the Spirit Hall to refer to soul masters who commit crimes and kill people, as well as ordinary people. This is how the Spirit Hall defines these people.

In the eyes of the Spirit Hall, these soul masters are not worthy of being called soul masters, and it is even more impossible to define them as evil soul masters.

But "Meng Po" is indeed an evil soul master.

She was able to break through to the Titled Douluo, all thanks to her martial soul, the Fallen Angel!

Yes, the martial soul of "Meng Po" is the fallen angel, but she hid it very well. In the entire underworld of killing... few people know what her martial soul is.

Fallen angels are not necessarily evil, but there is absolutely no problem in defining "Meng Po" as an evil soul master.

Because she is born evil!

After waiting for a long while, still no one responded. "Meng Po" restrained her momentum and felt a little lost. She thought she could have another fight to stretch her muscles.

I didn't expect the other party to leave from the heart.

Perhaps this God of Killing is also afraid of the King of Killing, or perhaps he is afraid of his new backer.

No matter which one it was, he was scared anyway.

"Ah~"

"Please bring in more people who don't have long eyes. This position is really too boring."

"It's still the same as before..."

"Cough cough!"

As if she had thought of something, "Meng Po" coughed twice and pretended nothing had happened.

But we can't miss the past. Although we yearn for that kind of life, it is not as interesting as it is now.

Give the visitor soup to drink, and if the other party refuses to drink it, even if it is a violation of the rules, she can directly take action. How interesting!
Although it's boring most of the time, like now when no one is around.

After drinking three bowls of soup, Tang San did not feel any discomfort and followed the guide all the way to the inner city.

The so-called inner city was what it was called in the past, but it is no longer called the inner city now.

"Two brothers, where are you taking me?"

Tang San couldn't help but ask.

They walked and walked all the way, hardly seeing anyone, which gave Tang San a vague sense of foreboding.

This feeling was very subtle, but it made his back feel cold.

"Oh, are you finally scared?"

“I am a little worried.”

"???"

Tang San was stunned. How could he say what was in his heart?

Even if he was really scared, he couldn't express it directly. This was not Tang San's character.

"Second brother, you talk too much!"

Without waiting for Tang San to continue speaking, the other big man turned his head and spoke to the big man who was speaking.

After hearing this, the big man nodded quickly and said, "Sorry, Boss, there are really too few people coming here recently, so I forgot the rules."

The rules are simple: try not to talk to the newlyweds or ask any questions after they have had their soup.

The soup that newcomers drink is not simple. After drinking it, you basically have to answer whatever questions are asked, but don't ask random questions.

Newcomers like Tang San were not qualified to ask questions or speak before being interrogated by the judge.

(End of this chapter)