Chapter 238 The Spokesperson of Death

A few days ago, a guest came to the Killing City.

He was one of the only two remaining killing gods in the world.

"In this world, if there is anyone who can truly threaten the City of Slaughter, it is not the Spirit Hall, but these two Gods of Slaughter."

"You should know that those who pass through Hell Road can still use Soul Skills within the City of Slaughter."

"Let nature take its course. Although I don't want another god of death to appear, I'm even less willing to bear the wrath of that god of death."

The King of Slaughter said this.

But the cold female voice spoke again, "However, if another god of death were to descend, the City of Slaughter might face a crisis."

"Isn't there a prophecy on the prophecy wall in the City of Slaughter? 'When the God of Slaughter descends, hellish calamity will follow...'"

The room was silent for a moment before the King of Slaughter spoke up, "I've thought of what you said, but we can't make a move. That Slaughter God's background is too powerful."

If he were to create obstacles, the city of slaughter might cease to exist.

"I just hope that, under normal circumstances, she won't be able to last a hundred matches, let alone pass the Hell Road. Otherwise, if another killing god emerges, the calamity of the Slaughter City will probably come soon."

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After leaving the hellish killing field, Wen Ning did not immediately return to the small room where he had been staying. Instead, he stood at the door, seemingly waiting for someone.

Everyone knew that she had just finished a battle in the Hell Killing Fields, but no one who passed by dared to step forward and attack her.

Because they all knew what the consequences would be if they attacked Wen Ning.

Seeing Wen Ning standing at the exit of the Hell Slaughter Arena, many people were very curious, but dared not go forward to ask, and could only observe Wen Ning from an absolutely safe distance.

Soon, they found out what Wen Ning wanted to do.

But after learning about this, everyone became even more surprised.

How could Death have come into contact with him?

The codename "Grim Reaper" was used to describe Wen Ning.

Wen Ning himself didn't know how the story spread.

Anyway, it sounded impressive, so she didn't care.

Wei Changqing was about to leave after watching Wen Ning's match when he unexpectedly saw a figure at the exit of the Hell Slaughter Arena.

He had seen that person at the competition not long ago.

However, he saw it as a spectator.

Wei Changqing knew his identity had been exposed as soon as he was on stage.

Wen Ning noticed his presence.

He actually knew this a long, long time ago; perhaps the other party had noticed him from the very beginning.

However, the two never spoke to each other.

Six months have passed, and things remain the same.

This is the main reason why Wei Changqing was so surprised by this encounter.

"Are you... waiting for me?"

He still had an unhealed scar on his face, which would twitch when he spoke, but he endured the pain without flinching in front of Wen Ning.

"Shall we chat?"

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Wen Ning stared at him and spoke.

There were dozens of eyes watching them, including at least a hundred people hiding in the shadows.

Neither Wen Ning nor Wei Changqing paid any attention to the gazes around them.

These people are insignificant to them.

This is a conversation between the first and second place finishers in the Hell Killing Arena.

No one knows what they said, only that after the madman came out, he left directly with the Grim Reaper's representative.

"Is there something you need?"

"Of course...when do you plan to challenge Hell Road?"

(End of this chapter)

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