Douluo Continent: Reincarnated as the Rock King Emperor, Wandering the Mortal World

Chapter 347: Fallen Angel

The Lord of Slaughter's protection?

That's all in the past!

When the City of Slaughter was renamed, the King of Slaughter became a mere figurehead, unknown to many at the bottom, but this titled Douluo did know.

She witnessed the entire process firsthand when the Killing City was reformed.

Before that one, even the King of Slaughter was nothing more than a little Karami.

Upon hearing this, both Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were taken aback.

It should be noted that the King of Slaughter is the leader and strongest figure in the City of Slaughter.

Even if it's reformed into some kind of underworld, it wouldn't warrant saying something like that, would it?

Isn't she afraid of being blamed by the King of Slaughter?

To be honest, even Tang Hao himself didn't want to easily fight the King of Slaughter, especially when he was at his peak.

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

The King of Slaughter didn't seem malicious to him; on the contrary, he felt a slight sense of closeness.

This is very strange.

Tang Hao knew that the King of Slaughter was extremely bloodthirsty, but he didn't know anyone like that.

If the other party's backer isn't the King of Slaughter, then what could it be?

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

Therefore, he did not ask any questions, because even if he did, this so-called "Meng Po" in front of him would not be able to answer.

Who would have nothing better to do than constantly talk about having powerful connections?

Who knows if this "Meng Po" will underestimate him, this "God of Slaughter".

Those who obtain the God of Slaughter Domain all possess the title of "God of Slaughter," but they are not gods; it is merely a title.

Of course, in this city of slaughter, a "God of Slaughter" who can unleash his soul skills normally is no different from a true god.

Therefore, in the City of Slaughter, the God of Slaughter holds a special position, and even the King of Slaughter is unwilling to easily offend a God of Slaughter.

"Hmph, I don't care who your backers are. I can come and go as I please, and no one can stop me!"

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

Tang Hao said coldly, as if only in this way could he calm down.

"I respectfully call you the God of Slaughter, but you don't actually think you're a god, do you?"

Meng Po parted her lips slightly, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, as if she didn't take Tang Hao seriously at all.

God of Slaughter?

They're just slightly more powerful humans.

In front of that great man, such a weakling could be easily wiped out!

She could never forget the sight of the King of Slaughter being held by the neck by that lord, utterly powerless to resist.

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

Can he be considered weak?

On the contrary, the King of Slaughter is not weak; it's just that the Lord is too powerful.

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

Meng Po crossed her arms, and her aura erupted once again, spreading outwards.

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

Just one person? Even if she's not an opponent, does that mean she has no teammates?

"If it weren't for the reforms in our underworld, which make it inconvenient for us to take action so easily..."

In the past... it seems even less likely that one could easily make a move against the God of Slaughter.

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

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

Both brothers were afraid that their fiery tempers would lead them to attack the crazy woman.

Crazy woman?

Don't be fooled by Meng Po's appearance at this time; she looks only in her twenties or thirties, which is the golden age of a woman's life.

But her real age is definitely over seventy!

She can maintain this appearance entirely because she is a Title Douluo who has reversed aging, and she is also an Evil Soul Master!

A true evil spirit master!

In the current Douluo Continent, there is no such term as "evil soul master"; evil people are simply referred to as "fallen ones."

"Fallen Ones" is a general term used by the Spirit Hall to refer to Soul Masters and ordinary people who commit crimes and kill indiscriminately. It is the Spirit Hall's definition of these people.

In the eyes of the Spirit Hall, these Soul Masters are not worthy of being called Soul Masters, let alone being defined as Evil Soul Masters.

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

She was able to break through to the Title Douluo level, and that was really thanks to her martial soul, the Fallen Angel!

Yes, Meng Po's martial soul is the Fallen Angel, but she hides it very well. In the entire Underworld, few people know what her martial soul is.

Fallen angels are not necessarily evil, but defining "Meng Po" as an evil spirit master is perfectly acceptable.

Because she was born evil!

After waiting for a while and still receiving no reply, "Meng Po" withdrew her aura, looking somewhat disappointed. She had thought she would have another fight to stretch her muscles.

Unexpectedly, the other party left without hesitation.

Perhaps this god of death was also wary of the king of slaughter, or perhaps he was wary of his new backer.

Either way, he chickened out.

"Sigh~"

"Bring on more clueless people, this job is really too boring."

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

"Ahem!"

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

We can't dwell on the past. Although we longed for that kind of life, it wasn't as interesting as it is now.

She offers soup to visitors, and if they refuse to drink it, it's considered a violation of the rules, and she can take action against them directly. How interesting is that!

Although it's boring most of the time, like now when no one's around.

After drinking three bowls of soup, Tang San felt no discomfort and followed the guide all the way to the inner city.

The so-called inner city was a term used in the past, but it is no longer called the inner city.

"Brothers, where are you taking me?"

Tang San couldn't help but ask.

As they walked along, they saw almost no one, which gave Tang San a vague sense of foreboding.

This feeling was very subtle, yet it sent chills down his spine.

"Oh, so you're finally scared?"

"I am a little worried."

"???"

Tang San was taken aback. Why did he blurt out what was on his mind?

Even if he was really scared, he couldn't possibly express it directly; that's not in Tang San's character.

"Second brother, you talk too much!"

Before Tang San could say anything more, another burly man turned his head and spoke to the man who had spoken.

Upon hearing this, the burly man who had spoken quickly nodded and said, "Sorry, boss, there have really been too few people coming lately, which made me forget the rules."

The rule is simple: after the newcomers have drunk their soup, try not to talk to them or ask them any questions.

The soup that newlyweds drink is not simple. After drinking it, they are basically required to answer any questions asked. They cannot ask random questions.

Newcomers like Tang San are not allowed to ask questions or speak freely before being interrogated by the judge.

(End of this chapter)