Douluo: Reincarnation of Pineapple Blowing Snow, the Fruit Treasure returns!

"My God, Pineapple Snow, that person is so tall! A two-meter giant!"

As Lu Xiaoguo sniffled, he couldn't help but sigh as he looked in the direction where 'Shadow Assassin' had disappeared.

"Yeah, that's way too high. It's as tall as the three of us combined." Cheng Liuxiang also looked in that direction and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Pineapple Snow, feeling exasperated, slapped the two of them.

"Can you two be a little more reliable? This is the City of Slaughter, not the Fruit World."

Pineapple Snowflakes put on a smug expression again, "As expected, I'm the one who has to do everything."

Cheng Liuxiang and Lu Xiaoguo looked at Pineapple Snow with disdain and ignored him.

"Why do they all keep talking about that hellish killing field? What kind of place is it anyway? Why don't we go and take a look?"

As Pineapple Snowflakes was saying this, suddenly a large group of people crowded into one place.

"You two, hurry up and follow them, they might be heading to the Hell Killing Fields."

Without saying a word, Pineapple Snowflake had already followed the group.

With heavy hearts and a mixture of curiosity, Pineapple Snow and her two companions followed the crowd to the so-called 'Hell Killing Fields'.

A colossal, ring-shaped building, seemingly carved from a single piece of dark red volcanic rock, came into view.

The building has a rugged and menacing style, towering into the dark sky.

Before they even got close, a strong, suffocating stench of blood had already reached their noses.

"This... the smell is too strong." Lu Xiaoguo wiped her nose, making her hands covered in snot bubbles again.

"Xiao Guo, why can you still smell something even when you have a runny nose?"

Pineapple Snow looked at Lu Xiaoguo with disgust, her hands covered in snot.

He then pulled out several masks from his pocket, one for each of the three men.

Before the three of them could even step inside, the frenzied shouts came rushing towards them.

They could only squeeze into the overcrowded audience area—there were no seats, only layers upon layers of people, shoulder to shoulder.

Everyone was like they'd been injected with adrenaline, their eyes bloodshot, roaring at the top of their lungs.

In the center of the site was a sunken, circular pit covered with dark brown stains.

At this moment, ten figures are engaged in the most primal and bloody battle inside!

"Tear him apart! Tear him apart!"

"Dig out his heart! Quickly!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Dead! Die! Die!"

The frantic shouts were deafening.

In the arena, a burly man wielding two axes had just cleaved his opponent in two, his internal organs spilling out onto the ground.

But he excitedly looked up to the sky and roared, as if he were showing off his work.

But before the laughter subsided, a shadowy assassin beside him slit his throat with a dagger.

Before the assassin could even catch his breath, a burly man wielding a chain hammer smashed his head, sending blood and gore flying everywhere…

The entire area was a mixture of red and white, and the dark red bottom of the pit had now turned bright red.

Their battles are devoid of any beauty, only displaying extreme cruelty and efficiency.

Each scream meant the end of a life, and the blood quickly stained the bottom of the pit even redder.

In the end, only one victor remained, covered in wounds but with eyes that were completely crazed.

Only then did the massacre truly end, and instantly, the audience erupted in even more frenzied cheers.

The loser's body was dragged away like a dead dog by several expressionless referees in black. (End of Chapter)