Douro Continent

Chapter 453 Hell's Killing Fields (Part 1)

Before arriving here, Tang San already knew what Bloody Mary was. It was human blood. Judging from this, that person must have donated an unknown amount of blood to become like this, and he probably wouldn't last much longer.

"If we contribute too much Bloody Mary, won't we be at the mercy of others?" Tang San frowned.

The girl in black veil said, "No, you are currently in the outer city of the Killing City, not the true Killing City. Only the inner city is a place without rules. Those who contribute Blood Mary to prolong their lives can only move around in the outer city, where indiscriminate killing is not allowed. Only those warriors who survived the Hell Killing Fields are qualified to live in the inner city. Of course, the enjoyment there is greater than outside, but they will also face the test of death at any time."

"So, the City of Slaughter is a completely different world. Then, what is the source of food in the City of Slaughter? It's probably impossible to grow things here, and no one would bother to do so," Tang San said, his gaze fixed on the girl in the black veil. His Purple Demon Eye wasn't a soul skill, so it wasn't restricted. In this brief moment, he conducted a simple test. The skills attached to the soul bone weren't affected by the special domain here.

The girl in the black veil's expression changed slightly. "I'm sorry, I don't know. I can't answer you."

Tang San said calmly, "Does the Spirit Hall know of this place's existence? If they do, why don't they, who always pride themselves on justice, come and annihilate you?"

His question was undeniably blunt, yet it contained a great deal of wisdom. Although the Killing City was a secluded underground world, the fact that his father knew there were so many people in the tavern outside when he arrived meant that there were indeed people outside guiding this place.

The girl in black veil sneered, "So what if they know? The Spirit Hall won't take any action against us. Let's not even talk about whether they can gain anything from this world. Destroying the Slaughter City won't benefit them at all. Mr. 9528, don't forget, those who enter the Slaughter City almost never leave. And those who come here are all filled with depravity and sin. It has no connection to the outside world. The Slaughter City is like a special prison, a place where the Spirit Hall guards its most heinous criminals. Tell me, why would the Spirit Hall want to destroy it? They probably wish more villains would come here."

A cold smile appeared on Tang San's face. Just as he had predicted, the existence of this City of Slaughter was built on the indulgence of the Spirit Hall. No matter what, even if spirit skills couldn't be used here, its strength couldn't compare to the Spirit Hall, which covered the entire continent.

As I walked along the road, more and more people appeared on both sides. Almost everyone had an unhealthy pallor on their face, and many were emaciated.

Needless to say, these are people who dare not enter the hellish killing field and eke out a living by contributing two Bloody Marys every month.

Tang San vividly remembered the Bloody Mary he had drunk. He clearly remembered that each cup contained at least half a jin (250 grams), and two cups a month would amount to a jin of fresh blood.

One or two months might not be a big deal, but how can the body possibly withstand this in a place without sunlight?

Tang San thought to himself, perhaps this City of Slaughter was secretly supported by the Spirit Hall. Otherwise, where would the food and various other items come from?

In the outer city of the killing capital, the streets are lined with simple black stone houses, and every now and then there are places to eat. Many people line up there waiting for food. They seem only slightly better off than beggars. As for the so-called paradise of sin, the so-called pleasure, they simply don't exist.

The explanation given by the girl in the black veil was quite simple. Even villains are divided into different classes; only the truly powerful villains can enjoy themselves in this depraved paradise. As for useless trash, they have no right to enjoy such things.

The city was larger than Tang San had imagined. After walking for more than half an hour, Tang San had gained some understanding of the outer city when the girl in the black veil led him to a city wall.

Compared to the outer walls of the Killing City, this city wall is not high, reaching a maximum height of only about ten meters. Clearly, beyond this wall lies the inner city of the Killing City.

The city gates were wide open, with no guards present. The girl in black veils indifferently explained to Tang San, "The inner city doesn't need guards. Anyone from the outer city who dares to enter can go in at any time. Of course, once inside, they must also bear the unknowns of the world within. Since you've just arrived in the City of Slaughter, I suggest you stay in the outer city for a while. Once you've adapted to everything here, it's best to enter the inner city. After entering the inner city, please don't stray more than five meters from me; otherwise, I cannot guarantee your safety."

"Is it safe to be with you?" Tang San said with amusement.

The girl in the black veil glanced at him, a proud glint flashing in her not-so-beautiful eyes peeking out from beneath the veil. "I am the messenger of the King of Slaughter. In the City of Slaughter, no one dares to offend the King of Slaughter's majesty. For the first twelve hours after you enter this world, you are under a protection period. My presence by your side is the best protection for your life. After that, your fate is in the hands of heaven."

There's also a newcomer protection period; it seems this Killing City really does have its own system.

Without hesitation, Tang San and the girl in black veils stepped into the inner city together.

As soon as Tang San stepped into the inner city, he immediately felt an atmosphere completely different from that of the outer city.

If the outer city is a desolate and indifferent world, then the inner city is a world of luxury and madness. Colorful lights are everywhere. The inner city is much more populated than the outer city, a stark contrast to its tranquility.

The inner city was in utter chaos. Everywhere there were excited laughs, painful cries, and many other chilling noises.

"Rather than calling this a paradise of sin, it's more like a world of beasts," Tang San said calmly.

The black-veiled girl beside him suddenly changed her expression and said in a deep voice, "Are you challenging the authority of the King of Slaughter? If so, the great King of Slaughter will surely wipe you out of here. Since you've come here, you can only abide by the rules."

Tang San glanced at her noncommittally, "Take me to the Hell Slaughter Arena."

The girl in the black veil was clearly somewhat dissatisfied with him. This time, she didn't try to persuade him anymore, but instead strode towards the inner city.

The inner city could indeed be described as a luxurious capital, or rather, a decadent one. Just as the girl in the black veil said, with her by his side, although many unfriendly glances fell upon Tang San, no one came forward to harass him.

Here, Tang San's heart pounded, and he saw so many things he had never seen before.

Despite having no food in his stomach, Tang San nearly vomited several times. His loathing for this world was increasing exponentially.

He suddenly realized that in this city of slaughter, he didn't need to consciously control it; his killing intent would surge forth endlessly. It seemed that only through killing could he release the pent-up rage within him.

As they were walking, suddenly, there was some commotion ahead. At least several dozen people were gathered there, and screams could be heard coming from among them.

A spurt of blood suddenly gushed out, and the onlookers parted to make way for a figure to slowly emerge.

Upon seeing this person, Tang San unconsciously stopped in his tracks, his eyes revealing undisguised surprise. He never expected to see an acquaintance in this city of sin and slaughter.

Emerging from the crowd was a young girl. Dressed entirely in black, her long hair was neatly combed down her back and tied with a rope. In her hand she gripped a short sword, about a foot long, its blade gleaming coldly.

A pair of beautiful eyes, brimming with an alluring charm, shone brightly. Compared to the glamorous women she had seen on the street, she was like a pure white lotus rising from the mud, untouched by its surroundings.

Her near-perfect figure and her previously cold demeanor drew attention.

A drop of blood silently slid down the smooth, mirror-like dagger in her hand. The onlookers watched her, their eyes filled with fear.

That's right, Tang San recognized this person. Two years ago, before he and his father left the hustle and bustle behind, this woman had collapsed in front of him.

(End of this chapter)