Douro Continent

Chapter 458 The King of Slaughter (Part 2)

"Are domain-type skills really that valuable?" Tang San asked casually. In truth, Hu Liena's words had caused a huge uproar in his heart.

As a disciple of a master, how could he not know the function of domain-type skills? Only now did he truly understand the purpose of his father sending him here for training. It wasn't just to witness death and temper his will in the darkest place, but also for this killing domain.

Hu Liena said somewhat anxiously, "I really don't know how your teacher taught you. Domain-type skills are certainly important. Generally speaking, they only appear when a Soul Master reaches the Title Douluo level and acquires their ninth Soul Skill. And the probability of them appearing is only one in ten. Domain-type Soul Skills are also known as top-grade Soul Skills. Apart from those obtained at the Title Douluo level, only the innate skills of a Martial Soul can possibly appear. Within one's own domain, one's own strength will be amplified, while the opponent's strength will be suppressed. If used properly, the effect will be extremely terrifying."

At this point, Hu Liena paused for a moment, then continued in a solemn tone, "Moreover, one's innate domain will continuously evolve as their strength increases. For example, the Killing God Domain will strengthen as the killing intent increases."

Tang San's expression changed. "How do you know so much?"

Hu Liena took a deep breath, a hint of hesitation in her eyes. After a long pause, she said, "Because I know a powerful person who possesses the Killing God Domain. She told me all this; otherwise, why would I have come to this disgusting place?"

Tang San glanced at the cup containing Bloody Mary in her hand. "Disgusting? I see you're adapting to it quite well."

Hu Liena frowned slightly, and the blood-red light in her eyes intensified noticeably. "It's not about adapting. It's just that drinking it calms me down and makes me less agitated."

"Since you told me about the God of Slaughter Domain, I'll give you a heads-up: this City of Slaughter is inherently poisonous. The more you drink this stuff, the deeper the poisoning will become. It's a slow-acting poison hidden in the blood. I don't know what the effects will be after creating the Hell Road and leaving this place. But I'm certain that this slow-acting poison will be affected by the Hell Road. Only eight people have been able to leave this place in over a thousand years. This isn't just because of the terror of the Hell Road itself. I'm afraid this poison plays a significant role."

*Clatter*—The cup fell to the ground, spilling bright red liquid. Hu Liena's face immediately turned ugly.

"Poisonous?" She looked at Tang San in disbelief.

Tang San said calmly, "I've studied it carefully. This poison didn't initially appear in the blood, but in the air. Affected by the toxins in the air and stimulated by one's own killing intent, it needs fresh blood to calm its agitation. Over time, it will probably become addictive. The poison in the blood will excite people and even make them stronger. But once the deadly poison is activated, I'm afraid no one can resist it. You're not deeply poisoned yet. Stop drinking blood, and there's still hope. If you continue, I'm afraid you won't be my partner on Hell Road, but someone who will cause me trouble."

Tang San told Hu Liena these things, not because he was grateful to her for revealing the God of Slaughter Domain. From Hu Liena's words, he could tell that this member of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation was neither lying to him nor trying to deceive him.

That hellish road was clearly not easy to pass. That's why Tang San told her that she had been poisoned.

In this place, there is no longer any distinction between friend and foe. As long as it benefits one's survival, one will not hesitate. Everything will wait until one can leave this place.

Tang San took a pill from his magic pouch and tossed it over, saying, "If you trust me, take this. You'll have some diarrhea over about three days, gradually emptying your body of toxins. If you don't trust me, then we don't need to cooperate on Hell Road. I don't want to have a ticking time bomb next to me."

Seeing Tang San's calm yet suppressed gaze, Hu Liena took the pill, threw it into her mouth without hesitation, turned and walked outside. As she left, her last words drifted into Tang San's ears, "I believe in you. And please believe in me. Because we both need to leave alive."

Three days later, in the Hellish Slaughter Arena.

boom--

The last opponent died from a headshot by Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer. Even he couldn't help but raise his hands high, unleashing a terrifying and bloodthirsty aura of slaughter from his entire body.

One hundred matches—the promise to his father was finally fulfilled. An almost tangible killing intent formed a massive vortex in the air. Surrounding the vast arena, the numerous fallen spectators fell silent under the immense killing intent emanating from him.

The name "Asura King" is like a symbol of death. This is exactly the same as the status of the final victor of the previous competition, the Hell Messenger, in their hearts.

Everyone considered the Asura King to be the most terrifying being, because none of his opponents ever left with a complete corpse, not even their heads. Whether dead or alive, the Asura King habitually crushed the heads of every enemy to ensure his victory.

Killing intent and strength may not be proportional, but at this moment, Tang San is an opponent that no one in the City of Slaughter wants to face.

"Congratulations, young Asura King." A deep, sharp voice suddenly came from all directions. The killing intent released by Tang San was instantly reversed the moment the voice rang out, forced back into his body. This caused Tang San's face to turn deathly pale.

The atmosphere inside the hellish killing field instantly reached its peak, because a blood-red figure was descending from the sky.

"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..." The shouts made the Fallen Ones hoarse, but they showed no sign of stopping.

Tang San felt a chill run down his spine and looked toward the scarlet figure in mid-air.

It was a tall man, his entire body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.

With a pale face and completely blood-red eyes, its body slowly descended from the air, seemingly unaffected by gravity.

Tang San had witnessed the same scene with his father. He was certain that this King of Slaughter who had descended from the sky was definitely a Title Douluo-level powerhouse.

Hovering five meters above the ground, the King of Slaughter stopped descending and looked down at Tang San. His deep yet sharp voice rang out again, "Please summon the messenger of hell."

The gate on the other side of the Hell's Killing Arena opened, and Hu Liena, whose eyes were nearly half bloodshot and whose aura was clearly uneven due to her killing intent, slowly walked over. Only when her gaze fell on Tang San did her aura stabilize somewhat.

The King of Slaughter's gaze fell upon the viewing platform of the Hell Slaughter Arena.

"I am delighted to witness the birth of two formidable warriors in the killing arena today. A hundred victories, unseen for decades, have been displayed in these two young men. They have made you tremble with their immense strength and terrifying killing intent, haven't they, my people?"

"Yes—, yes—, yes—" The King of Slaughter seemed to possess a unique charisma that caused all the fallen to develop an almost fanatical worship upon seeing him.

Tang San could detect a faint, sweet, and slightly fishy scent emanating from him, a scent that was somewhat intoxicating. Unfortunately, this effect wasn't significant for him and Hu Liena.

The King of Slaughter lowered his head, looking at Tang San and Hu Liena. "Asura King, Messenger of Hell. Thank you for letting me feel the presence of passion again. Hundred Victories, very good. To recognize your achievements, I have decided to exceptionally bestow upon you the title of God of Slaughter. From now on, you may freely enter and leave the City of Slaughter. Furthermore, you will be invited to serve as guest elders of the City of Slaughter, under my command."

"No need to walk the Hell Road anymore?" Tang San looked at Hu Liena in surprise, only to find that Hu Liena was also looking at him. Both of them had a look of doubt in their eyes.

What on earth is this King of Slaughter up to? Granting the title of God of Slaughter without even going through the Hell Road.

Tang San and Hu Liena were both intelligent people, and both possessed head soul bones. They exchanged only a glance and understood the King of Slaughter's intention.

Walking the road to hell is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

But behind the danger lies the immense temptation of the God of Slaughter Domain. The King of Slaughter before them clearly does not wish for them to obtain the God of Slaughter Domain.

Hu Liena spoke first, "No need. Great King of Slaughter. The rules of the Slaughter City cannot be broken because of us. I am willing to pass the trials of Hell Road and receive your reward again. I hope to rely on my own strength to walk out of here and become a true God of Slaughter."

The King of Slaughter's eyes narrowed. "You probably don't know how terrifying the Road to Hell is. Messenger of Hell, I hope you understand that a person only has one life."

Hu Liena sneered, "Great King of Slaughter, isn't it a bit ridiculous for you to talk to me about life? This is a world of slaughter."

A stronger red light flashed in the King of Slaughter's eyes, and his gaze turned to Tang San. "And you? Are you willing to accept my reward and become a distinguished guest elder of the City of Slaughter?"

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