Douluo Continent: The Ten Kings of Hell, I am the Emperor of the Underworld

Chapter 146 The Killing Town is Destroyed, Welcome to the Killing City

"My lord, this is the place."

When Ning Qiuyang stepped into this peculiar town, he could almost hear countless vengeful spirits howling.

Behind Ning Qiuyang followed two figures: one was as strong and tall as an iron tower, and the other was dressed in black robes and was taciturn.

This small town has very few people, and the atmosphere is almost nonexistent. The air is filled with the smell of blood, making it seem like a place where normal people don't live.

Upon entering the town, the townspeople looked at the three with cold yet malicious eyes, as if they might pounce and tear them apart at any moment.

Both Xiong Jun and Di Tian are in human form. Compared to Xiong Jun's flattery, Di Tian, ​​who has just adapted to being Ning Qiuyang's subordinate, appears somewhat clumsy and tongue-tied.

Ning Qiuyang led the two directly to the most bustling part of the town.

"What would you three like to order?"

Upon entering the tavern, the waiter asked with a cold expression.

Ning Qiuyang fanned himself in front of his nose, displeased with the foul smell in the tavern.

"roar~"

Xiong Jun was always quick to understand Ning Qiuyang's needs and thoughts. Seeing Ning Qiuyang frown, he simply stirred up a strong wind and blew the tavern clean.

"court death."

"Do you want to die?"

"Kill them."

The gust of wind blew the tavern patrons to their feet, their faces contorted with hostility, their eyes bloodshot and gleaming with menace.

"Do you know where you are? How dare you cause trouble here?"

The waiter sneered and licked his lips, seemingly regarding Ning Qiuyang and his companions as a rare delicacy.

Although this town is not yet the Killing Capital, it can be considered a forward station of the Killing Capital. The people who can live in the town are all fallen soul masters who have committed all kinds of evil deeds in the outside world.

None of these Soul Masters had a good temper, and Xiong Jun's arrogant behavior immediately aroused everyone's killing intent.

"A bunch of disgusting trash, get rid of them quickly."

"Yes, my lord."

Xiong Jun agreed and was about to make a move.

As a result, Di Tian reached out and his dragon claw flew out, and everyone in the tavern involuntarily fell onto his dragon claw.

"No, don't kill me."

"Let me go, damn it, I told you to let me go."

"Ah~"

The fallen soul masters, who had been so aggressive just moments before, now all wore expressions of fear, their previous arrogance completely gone.

Click~

The sounds of bones cracking rang out one after another, accompanied by screams of agony.

"My lord, I have cleaned it up." Di Tian said.

He's no match for Xiong Jun when it comes to flattery, but when it comes to fighting, Di Tian is definitely not inferior to anyone.

dong dong dong~
Footsteps sounded from the second floor, and a gaunt old man wearing a red cloak came down from the second floor.

Seeing that all the tavern's customers, including the waiters, had been killed, the old man showed no panic whatsoever; instead, a mocking smile played on his lips.

“Everyone who enters here is as arrogant as you. Do you think the Killing Capital is outside? Arrogant people like you are often the ones who die the fastest.”

He only saw these people die, but he didn't see how they died.

If he had seen how Di Tian made his move, he definitely wouldn't have been so relaxed.

"Oh? Arrogant people die quickly. Do you know when you're going to die?"

The old man's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he was about to take a step forward.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept in, and a dark shadow enveloped him.

"you……"

The composure and disdain he had displayed since his entrance had completely vanished at this moment.

Before he could utter a single word, Xiong Jun lifted him up by the neck.

Xiong Jun laughed wildly a few times, making the man break out in a cold sweat. Xiong Jun was very happy; this time, he had finally not been beaten to the punch by Di Tian and had managed to show off a little skill in front of his master.

"Spare...spare my life."

With his neck being gripped, he managed to utter the words of begging for mercy.

"If the master wants you to die at midnight, you will definitely not live past dawn. You are just a Soul Douluo, how dare you be so disrespectful to the master? I think you are the most arrogant one."

The man was completely speechless.

His eyes revealed a longing for life and a fear of death.

Who exactly are these three people? He has been stationed in this small town for over twenty years and has seen countless fallen soul masters, but none of them possess such strength, nor have any of them acted with such impunity.

"My lord, when do you wish for him to die?"

Ning Qiuyang waved his hand.

"Just now."

As soon as Ning Qiuyang finished speaking, Xiong Jun exerted force with his hand, and with a crack, the man's head drooped to one side.

At that moment, screams, roars, and sounds of panic echoed from the town outside the tavern.

After a dozen minutes, all sounds fell silent.

Ning Qiuyang walked out of the tavern.

Outside the tavern, on the left, was a densely packed army of soul beasts, all of which were over ten thousand years old.

On the right is an army of ten thousand undead, and the weakest of these undead was a Soul Master.

Under their combined attack, not a single fallen soul master in the town survived.

Countless roots emerged from the ground, spreading out to all parts of the town.

Some roots entered the tavern and pierced the bodies of the fallen soul masters who had already died there, completely draining the foul blood from their bodies.

These are all the roots of the Demon King, responsible for transporting the tainted blood of these fallen soul masters into the underworld.

"Lord."

The sisters Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun appeared with a team of underworld officials.

The underworld officials behind them were all souls who had contributed to the improvement of the underworld. Now they were officially employed in the underworld and worked under Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing.

These underworld messengers were escorting the souls of fallen soul masters who had just died in the town.

"Don't let any of these fallen soul masters' souls escape."

"Yes."

Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing took the lead in pressing the souls of these fallen soul masters into the underworld.

This is a good thing for the two of them, as they usually have to travel all over the country to find the souls of deceased soul masters and bring them into the underworld.

This campaign against the City of Slaughter will greatly accelerate their progress in their divine trials.

Thus, from killing to bloodsucking to soul-stealing, the entire service was provided. Ning Qiuyang's service to the City of Slaughter was undeniably considerate.

Ning Qiuyang waved his hand, and Xiong Jun once again took the lead, flipping open the tavern with a bear claw, revealing the passage leading to the Killing City.

"Let's go. Leave no fallen soul masters alive in the City of Slaughter."

"Yes."

Di Tian was in charge of commanding the army of soul beasts, while Xiong Jun was in charge of commanding the army of undead souls, protecting Ning Qiuyang as he leaped into the underground passage.

The fall lasted only a short time before I was back on solid ground.

The use of soul skills is restricted in the City of Slaughter. Ning Qiuyang tried it and found that using soul skills was indeed quite difficult.

However, with the support of the power of the underworld, this sense of difficulty quickly subsided.

However, if other people come here, they still cannot use their soul skills.

However, Ning Qiuyang led an army of soul beasts and an army of undead. Soul beasts are inherently strong, making them perfect for dealing with the fallen soul masters in the City of Slaughter who cannot use soul skills.

As for the army of the dead, once they are formed, they rely more on the power of their souls, and the restriction of not being able to use soul skills is negligible to them.

After walking more than a thousand meters along the underground passage, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"Welcome to the City of Slaughter."

(End of this chapter)