Douluo Continent: Reincarnated as Godzilla, Seizing the Dragon God's Throne

Chapter 55 Investigating the Killing City

"This place was abandoned eight years ago. The Spirit Hall withdrew ten years ago, so it should be completely dilapidated. But now it looks like there's still a livelihood here."

The local deputy temple chief followed Bibi Dong to an abandoned, gloomy town, where he carefully recalled the past.

Bibi Dong's gaze swept over the villages and towns not far away, and she said thoughtfully, "It seems that this place has likely been occupied by evil spirit masters long ago. Deep in the mountains and forests, remote and secluded, no wonder we haven't been able to find any trace of them."

"It's dark under the lamp; what a perfect hiding place," Chrysanthemum Douluo remarked. "If we hadn't been staking out the place for days, we probably wouldn't have found it."

Ghost Douluo pondered for a moment, then suggested, "My lord, how about we capture a few spies to gather intelligence?"

Bibi Dong nodded, a cold glint in her eyes: "This town is quite large, and it looks like an important stronghold for evil soul masters. But Ghost Douluo investigated, and there's no trace of civilians being imprisoned in the town. Those civilians have probably been moved elsewhere long ago. If we don't find out the truth, the consequences will be dire."

Chrysanthemum Douluo turned to his old friend and said, "Old Ghost, grab a leader and let's question him properly."

"Leave it to me."

Ghost Douluo nodded, his figure flickered, and he transformed into a shadow, silently sneaking into the town.

Ghostly Martial Soul is a ghost, possessing extremely strong stealth capabilities.

His seventh soul skill, "Martial Soul True Body," allows him to completely transform into a ghost and enter a state of nothingness, greatly increasing his speed and making him immune to physical attacks.

His fifth soul skill, "Ghostly Ground Hand," allows him to extend shadowy claws from the shadows beneath an enemy's feet and firmly grasp them.

It would be perfect to send him to carry out the mission.

The town was sparsely lit, with only a few rays of light shining through the windows of dilapidated houses, making it seem particularly eerie.

Ghost Douluo quietly arrived at a bustling tavern and peered inside through the window.

The tavern was filled with a large number of evil spirit masters, creating a noisy atmosphere.

"It's all thanks to the Soul Douluo and Soul Saint we captured recently. We exceeded the mission given to us by the King of Slaughter, which is why we have a few days of peace and quiet."

A burly man with a face full of scars complained loudly, his tone revealing his dissatisfaction.

"Who says otherwise! We're in the business of murder, we're so tired of killing that our hands are practically sore!" someone chimed in, immediately eliciting a burst of laughter.

Another evil spirit master smashed his wine bowl, cursing, "I became an evil spirit master to do whatever I wanted, but look what happened! I'm being forced to do this and that. It's infuriating!"

The tavern was filled with complaints, and no one noticed the danger approaching outside the window.

Ghost Douluo looked down from the rooftop, his gaze calmly sweeping over everyone in the tavern, and quickly locked onto an evil soul master who seemed to be the leader.

He wore a dark red robe and his cultivation level had reached 84, making him significantly stronger than the others.

Ghost Douluo smiled slightly, no longer hesitating, and quietly released his ninth soul skill, Hellish Wraith.

In the darkness, countless enormous black claws suddenly emerged from the ground, engulfing the entire tavern with lightning speed.

Before the evil spirit masters could even react, they were torn to pieces, blood splattering everywhere, and their screams abruptly ceased.

The tavern leader's expression changed drastically. He was about to run away when Ghost Douluo's fifth soul skill, Ghost Shadow Earth Pool Hand, grabbed him from the shadow beneath his feet and froze him in place.

Before he could even struggle, he was directly swept away by Ghost Douluo and disappeared into the night.

Ghost Douluo brought the man to Bibi Dong and slammed the leader to the ground.

Bibi Dong coldly stared at the terrified evil spirit masters, her voice icy: "Speak, what exactly are you doing? Where are the people in this town?"

The leader of the evil spirit masters gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"Quite assertive."

Ghost Douluo sneered, and with a surge of soul power, his shadow claw pierced through the leader's body, the sound of bones breaking sending chills down one's spine.

The leader screamed repeatedly, finally begging for mercy: "Don't...don't kill me! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!"

Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "Then speak quickly."

The leader of the evil spirit masters gritted his teeth and said, "This is indeed the stronghold of the Slaughter City. Those civilians have long been sent to more secret locations to be used as blood sacrifices! The King of Slaughter needs a lot of blood; if we don't carry out our mission, we won't survive!"

Bibi Dong's eyes turned cold upon hearing this: "Why did even the Platinum Bishop sent by the Spirit Hall not escape unscathed?"

The leader of the evil spirit masters smiled bitterly: "Because in the City of Slaughter, everyone's spirit skills are suppressed by the power of the King of Slaughter. Only those who have his permission can use spirit skills. If your Spirit Hall people go in, they will only be sending themselves to their deaths."

"No wonder!" Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly realized, "No wonder the Platinum Bishop sent so many people, yet they were all wiped out. This killing city is truly terrifying!"

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Bibi Dong took a deep breath, a solemn look flashing in her eyes: "If we hadn't captured them alive beforehand and rushed in, we would probably have died without a burial place."

Ghost Douluo nodded and said in a deep voice, "I've heard of the City of Slaughter. Many evil soul masters, when they have nowhere else to go, will flee there to eke out a living. The Spirit Hall has tried to track them down many times but to no avail, and in the end, nothing came of it. I never expected that they had secretly accumulated such a huge force."

Bibi Dong stared coldly at the leader of the evil spirit masters and continued to press, "What is the strength of your King of Slaughter?"

The leader of the evil spirit masters turned deathly pale and stammered, "It's...it's a Title Douluo! But I really don't know the exact level!"

A flash of anger crossed Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes as he kicked the other man's leg, breaking it: "You're a member of the City of Slaughter, how could you not know? Speak!"

The leader of the evil spirit masters was sweating profusely from the pain and begged for mercy repeatedly: "I really didn't know! I used to be just a lackey on the periphery, surviving by sacrificing Bloody Mary. Recently, because the King of Slaughter urgently needed power, I was promoted and given important responsibilities."

Bibi Dong frowned slightly and whispered, "Could it be that some strange change has occurred in this King of Slaughter?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo snorted coldly and shouted, "Quickly tell me everything you know about that damned King!"

The leader of the evil spirit masters was so frightened that he dared not hide anything and honestly replied, "I've heard that the King of Slaughter ventured deep into Hell Road many times and eventually inherited the will of the God of Slaughter, thus becoming the king of the Slaughter City. That's all I know!"

"The Road to Hell?" Bibi Dong grasped the key word, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

The leader of the evil spirit masters quickly explained, "Only after achieving a hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena can one enter the Hell Road. If one can pass through, one can become the God of Slaughter in the Slaughter City! Even the King of Slaughter will have to be wary of him!"

"So, the God of Slaughter will gain some kind of powerful ability, enough to threaten the King of Slaughter?" Chrysanthemum Douluo pondered.

Bibi Dong suddenly realized something and sneered, "If I'm not mistaken, this ability is to remove the restrictions on soul skills. In the City of Slaughter, only the King of Slaughter and his servants can use soul skills. But if someone becomes the God of Slaughter, they can contend with him under these rules. The King of Slaughter will naturally be wary of him."

Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded in flattery, "Your Holiness is indeed wise! The evil soul masters of this Slaughter City rely on soul skill suppression. If a powerful individual were to remove these restrictions, even the King of Slaughter might not be unable to defeat them!"

Ghost Douluo said in a deep voice, "Your Holiness, what should we do next?"

(End of this chapter)