Douluo: Reincarnation of Kuiba, Wuhun Chongtian Lance

Chapter 20 The God of Death Arrives

"Of course it's true. Kuiba will never break his promise."

"You're right, everything is over. So are we friends now?"

Huan Ming nodded, "Of course that's right."

Yunsha blinked and smiled faintly: "You are indeed different from all the men I have ever met. Being friends with you is my luck, but also my misfortune."

"why?"

"Because you are so nice, I am afraid I will really fall in love with you. What should I do then?"

Huan Ming rolled his eyes, "You are kidding again."

"Hehe...From what you said just now, it seems like you have a way to get out of the City of Slaughter?"

Yunsha covered her mouth and chuckled, but no one noticed the flash of loss in her eyes.

From the beginning of the conversation till now, Yunsha has known that Huanming is destined to be someone she can never get.

But she still had desire in her heart, and at the same time she was also very conflicted.

After all, they are people from two different worlds.

Huan Ming smiled and said, "You should know better than me how to get out of the Slaughter City."

Yunsha was startled, then horrified, got off the bed and stood in front of him: "Are you crazy? That's a hundred consecutive wins!"

Trying to achieve a hundred consecutive wins in the Killing Arena is definitely a life-or-death struggle.

Even if Huanming can use the "Pulse Technique", there is always someone stronger than you, and you never know when he might fall into the gutter.

Among the top players on the rankings, there are quite a few Soul Kings, Soul Emperors, and even Soul Saints.

Although those players were unable to use soul skills, they could kill Huanming with their soul power alone!

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I'm going to challenge you, not to die."

Yunsha was speechless and twitched her lips but no sound came out.

Huan Ming said to himself: "When I go out, I will take you with me. You should also want to see the outside world again."

"Do you think the Lord of Slaughter will allow it?"

"I have my own way, you will know when the time comes."

Yunsha rubbed her head and said, "You are really a little lunatic."

Huan Ming didn't care at all, "By the way, don't drink Bloody Mary anymore, it's not a good thing."

"Even if you don't tell me, I'm not going to drink it." Yunsha nodded slightly.

"So high level of awareness?"

"Because I think you shouldn't have a Fallen friend. I gave up my Fallen identity for you."

Huan Ming couldn't help but complain: "If you don't know, you would think that the Fallen is some high-ranking identity."

"Speaking of the Fallen...Huanming, have you really thought it through? Do you really want to protect those blood slaves?" Yunsha asked.

Now Huanming is her man, and indirectly also the King of Slaughter’s man, so the Fallen ones naturally dare not plot against him again.

But if we protect that group of blood slaves, it is hard to say what will happen to some extremists. Who knows if they will become so crazy that they will become insane.

"They are not blood slaves. They are human beings, just like you and me. They are living people."

"But……"

"Let's go, let's go to the Killing Arena again now."

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In the next half month, Huanming's plan went smoothly.

He challenged many players on the leaderboard and won all of them as expected.

He has risen from the original 98th place to 77th place, becoming a dark horse.

And under his protection, the group of blood slaves finally saved their lives.

But everything has two sides. While he was protecting the blood slaves, he also indirectly offended many people. Although those people did not dare to touch Huanming openly, they were secretly planning a conspiracy, and when the time came, they would give Huanming a fatal blow.

Of course, these are all things for later.

On this day, an uninvited guest came to the palace of the King of Killing.

It was a woman wearing a black long dress and a ghost mask on her face. Her eyes under the mask were flashing coldly.

His temperament is such that strangers are kept away, and he is full of murderous aura, as if he is a living god of death.

The King of Slaughter knew she was coming and sent all the maids away in advance.

"Mr. Luosha, what brings you here? Come, please take a seat."

The King of Slaughter had a faint smile on his face.

The God of Killing Rakshasa, also known as Bibi Dong, sat down and went straight to the point.

"Your Excellency the King of Slaughter, I informed you of my purpose half a month ago."

In fact, Bibi Dong is also very annoying. This is the bad thing about becoming the God of Killing. She will be sensed the first time she arrives in the City of Slaughter.

She wanted to capture Kuiba secretly, but it was impossible. She had to go through the King of Killing.

"Oh, is it because of that little devil called Kuiba?"

"Haha." Bibi Dong didn't want to talk nonsense.

"This matter is a bit difficult to handle." The King of Killing looked embarrassed.

Bibi Dong said coldly: "Your Excellency the King of Slaughter, are you unwilling to give me this face?"

She is the God of Killing, she just wants a person. The King of Killing should not be so rude to her.

There was only one reason why he didn't give face, and that was that he had discovered Kuiba's value.

This made her situation a little difficult.

The King of Slaughter smiled with a fake smile, "Sir Luosha, I have already given the Kuiba reward to someone else, I am afraid it is not easy to take it back. The king never jokes, I cannot go back on my word in front of my people."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and said, "King of Slaughter, I don't want to waste time talking. Please make a condition. I must take that person away."

"Conditions? What conditions? I have already said that I have given the reward to others and cannot change my mind overnight." The King of Slaughter simply spread his hands and started to act like a rogue. He said in embarrassment:

"Your Excellency Luosha, you also know that it is difficult for me to get things done in the City of Slaughter. There are so many fallen ones. Even if I am the king, what can I do?"

"King of Slaughter, do you think it's fun to say this to me?" Bibi Dong's voice became colder and colder.

They are all high-ranking officials, so there is absolutely no need for them to practice this kind of Tai Chi.

"I cannot take back what I have said. Unless you can get Kuiba's current master to change his words, I can do nothing to help you."

Bibi Dong was so angry that she laughed, "I am the God of Death. Who is Kuiba's master? How dare he refuse me? Is it necessary to do this?"

"The necessary procedures are still required, Lord Luosha, you just need to ask Kuiba's master to give Kuiba to you, then you can take him away, and I will be happy to send you away."

The King of Slaughter smiled in a somewhat intriguing way.

"Hmph, who is Kuiba's master now?"

"Yunsha, my maid."

"You fool me?"

"Absolutely not."

Bibi Dong was very angry because she felt that the King of Slaughter was just playing a trick on her.

Let me ask you, why should a maid refuse her killing god Rakshasa?
As long as she opens her mouth, that lowly maid will have to hand over Kuiba obediently, right?

This process is so boring!

"Well, then, have someone fetch the maid and Kuiba. I will be waiting for them here."

The King of Slaughter nodded and said with a smile: "No problem, Lord Luosha, please wait a moment."

(End of this chapter)