Chapter 51: First Visit to the City of Slaughter
"?!!"
Hearing Yang Ziyuan's question, the waiter showed a rare surprise.
He didn't know why Yang Ziyuan knew that he knew how to enter the City of Slaughter.
However, before the waiter could speak, the people on the side began to mock him.
"Little ghost, you can't even accept a glass of Bloody Mary, and you still want to enter the City of Slaughter? Go back and drink milk!"
"Little ghost, while I'm in a good mood, get out! Otherwise, you will be the next glass of Bloody Mary!"
"Little ghost who hasn't even grown all his hair, also wants to enter the City of Slaughter? What do you think we are? Decorations? We haven't even entered, how can you be qualified?"
Facing the sarcasm of the people around him, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help but frown.
There is not even a soul master among this group of people.
At best, they are just a group of desperate criminals. Originally, he didn't intend to care about them.
After all, in his eyes, this group of people will definitely be regarded as the raw materials for tomorrow's Bloody Mary by the waiter in front of him after the sun goes down.
However, his repeated tolerance was met with these people's intensification and insults.
"Since you are asking for your own death, you can't blame me!"
Yang Ziyuan's mind moved, and the black hole martial spirit slowly appeared behind him.
With the appearance of the black hole martial spirit, soul rings also surrounded Yang Ziyuan one after another - purple, purple, purple, black, red, red!
However, what surprised Yang Ziyuan was that after seeing his soul ring, these people were not afraid at all. Instead, they looked at him greedily.
"Brothers, this kid actually has a 100,000-year soul ring. What does this mean? It means that he must also have a 100,000-year soul bone! Kill him, and the soul bone will be ours!"
"That's right! If we fuse the 100,000-year soul bone, maybe we can also become a lofty soul master!"
Looking at the greedy look of the crowd, Yang Ziyuan's eyes turned cold.
The next second, the black hole martial spirit suddenly burst out with a strong suction force.
In an instant, everyone screamed and was swallowed directly.
At this point, the tavern returned to its former tranquility.
"Now, can you let me in?"
Hearing this, the waiter said with a stiff face: "No, this is against the rules!"
"Rules? Rules are meant to be broken! If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Ziyuan smashed the bar with a palm.
After the bar was broken, a gloomy and cold hole was revealed.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan jumped in without hesitation.
After landing, he had not walked along the passage for a while when a team of black-armored cavalry came to him.
"I am the Terror Knight Scott! Intruder, you have violated the rules and must be punished! Defeat me, and you will have the qualification to enter the City of Slaughter!"
Scott held a spear and sat on his warhorse with a cold and arrogant face.
Behind him were rows of fierce black-armored cavalry.
"Come on!"
Yang Ziyuan smiled faintly.
"Hmph! Arrogant little brat! Today, I will let you know how powerful the Terror Knight is!"
With a roar, Scott raised the spear in his hand and stabbed Yang Ziyuan while his warhorse accelerated.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan remained motionless, not even trying to dodge.
"Little brat, pay the price you deserve!"
Seeing that the spear was about to pierce Yang Ziyuan's chest, Scott couldn't help but sneer.
However, what he didn't expect was that when the tip of the spear was only half an inch away from Yang Ziyuan's chest, a hand suddenly grabbed his spear.
"No! There's something wrong with this little brat!"
Scott shouted.
However, before he could take any action, Yang Ziyuan had thrown him away fiercely.
With a muffled thud, Scott fell heavily to the ground with his horse.
"Ahem."
After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, Scott struggled to stand up, looking at Yang Ziyuan with fear in his eyes.
He never thought that Yang Ziyuan would be so powerful and knock him down in a blink of an eye.
Such a person is not someone he can mess with.
Thinking of this, Scott respectfully handed a black sign to Yang Ziyuan.
"This is your proof of being in the City of Slaughter. At the city gate, someone will take you to familiarize yourself with the City of Slaughter."
After putting away the black token, Yang Ziyuan walked forward.
After a while, he arrived at the city gate.
At the city gate, there were two rows of neatly dressed black armored guards.
At this time, a woman in black gauze walked out.
"Are you a newcomer? Follow me!"
After saying that, the woman in black gauze took the lead and led the way.
"Newcomers are protected within the twelve hours after entering the Slaughter City. During these twelve hours, you can ask me if you have any questions. After twelve hours, you will be a member of the Slaughter City." The
black-veiled woman introduced everything about the Slaughter City as she walked.
Hearing her words, Yang Ziyuan did not speak, because he already knew the rules here.
They were silent all the way, and soon, Yang Ziyuan and the others came to a spacious space. There were
many black stone houses around.
Although the decorations in the stone houses were simple, they were very delicate and looked very comfortable.
"Mr. 9427, you can choose an ownerless stone house as your resting place."
Hearing this, Yang Ziyuan shook his head.
"The stone houses here are not suitable for me, you should take me directly to the inner city!"
"Inner city? ! ! Mr. 9427, I advise you to adapt to the outer city for a while. The inner city is different from the outer city. It is a paradise for the strong. In the outer city, there is the protection of the rules, and newcomers like you can still survive."
The black-veiled woman frowned.
"Strong? Ha!"
Hearing this word, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help but smile.
In this killing city, he was only afraid of one person.
Therefore, he never regarded the evil soul masters here as a threat.
In his eyes, they were all nutrients for awakening his second martial soul!
Seeing Yang Ziyuan's determination, the black-veiled woman could only obey his wishes.
"Come with me!"
After a while, the black-veiled woman took him to the inner city.
Compared with the outer city, this place was obviously much more prosperous.
"Mr. 9427, you'd better not leave me five meters. Otherwise, I can't guarantee your safety."
"Let's go, help me choose a room, and then take me to the hell killing field, and your mission will be completed!"
"Hell killing field? How do you know this place?"
Seeing Yang Ziyuan easily say the name of the killing field, the black-veiled woman suddenly felt a strong doubt in her heart.
You know, all the news of the killing city is unknown to the outside world.
In the outside world, only the two killing gods know.
A newcomer who knows the City of Slaughter so well.
Could it be that he is the descendant of a certain God of Slaughter?
Chapter 51: First Visit to the City of Slaughter
"?!!"
Hearing Yang Ziyuan's question, the waiter showed a rare surprise.
He didn't know why Yang Ziyuan knew that he knew how to enter the City of Slaughter.
However, before the waiter could speak, the people on the side began to mock him.
"Little ghost, you can't even accept a glass of Bloody Mary, and you still want to enter the City of Slaughter? Go back and drink milk!"
"Little ghost, while I'm in a good mood, get out! Otherwise, you will be the next glass of Bloody Mary!"
"Little ghost who hasn't even grown all his hair, also wants to enter the City of Slaughter? What do you think we are? Decorations? We haven't even entered, how can you be qualified?"
Facing the sarcasm of the people around him, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help but frown.
There is not even a soul master among this group of people.
At best, they are just a group of desperate criminals. Originally, he didn't intend to care about them.
After all, in his eyes, this group of people will definitely be regarded as the raw materials for tomorrow's Bloody Mary by the waiter in front of him after the sun goes down.
However, his repeated tolerance was met with these people's intensification and insults.
"Since you are asking for your own death, you can't blame me!"
Yang Ziyuan's mind moved, and the black hole martial spirit slowly appeared behind him.
With the appearance of the black hole martial spirit, soul rings also surrounded Yang Ziyuan one after another - purple, purple, purple, black, red, red!
However, what surprised Yang Ziyuan was that after seeing his soul ring, these people were not afraid at all. Instead, they looked at him greedily.
"Brothers, this kid actually has a 100,000-year soul ring. What does this mean? It means that he must also have a 100,000-year soul bone! Kill him, and the soul bone will be ours!"
"That's right! If we fuse the 100,000-year soul bone, maybe we can also become a lofty soul master!"
Looking at the greedy look of the crowd, Yang Ziyuan's eyes turned cold.
The next second, the black hole martial spirit suddenly burst out with a strong suction force.
In an instant, everyone screamed and was swallowed directly.
At this point, the tavern returned to its former tranquility.
"Now, can you let me in?"
Hearing this, the waiter said with a stiff face: "No, this is against the rules!"
"Rules? Rules are meant to be broken! If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Ziyuan smashed the bar with a palm.
After the bar was broken, a gloomy and cold hole was revealed.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan jumped in without hesitation.
After landing, he had not walked along the passage for a while when a team of black-armored cavalry came to him.
"I am the Terror Knight Scott! Intruder, you have violated the rules and must be punished! Defeat me, and you will have the qualification to enter the City of Slaughter!"
Scott held a spear and sat on his warhorse with a cold and arrogant face.
Behind him were rows of fierce black-armored cavalry.
"Come on!"
Yang Ziyuan smiled faintly.
"Hmph! Arrogant little brat! Today, I will let you know how powerful the Terror Knight is!"
With a roar, Scott raised the spear in his hand and stabbed Yang Ziyuan while his warhorse accelerated.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan remained motionless, not even trying to dodge.
"Little brat, pay the price you deserve!"
Seeing that the spear was about to pierce Yang Ziyuan's chest, Scott couldn't help but sneer.
However, what he didn't expect was that when the tip of the spear was only half an inch away from Yang Ziyuan's chest, a hand suddenly grabbed his spear.
"No! There's something wrong with this little brat!"
Scott shouted.
However, before he could take any action, Yang Ziyuan had thrown him away fiercely.
With a muffled thud, Scott fell heavily to the ground with his horse.
"Ahem."
After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, Scott struggled to stand up, looking at Yang Ziyuan with fear in his eyes.
He never thought that Yang Ziyuan would be so powerful and knock him down in a blink of an eye.
Such a person is not someone he can mess with.
Thinking of this, Scott respectfully handed a black sign to Yang Ziyuan.
"This is your proof of being in the City of Slaughter. At the city gate, someone will take you to familiarize yourself with the City of Slaughter."
After putting away the black token, Yang Ziyuan walked forward.
After a while, he arrived at the city gate.
At the city gate, there were two rows of neatly dressed black armored guards.
At this time, a woman in black gauze walked out.
"Are you a newcomer? Follow me!"
After saying that, the woman in black gauze took the lead and led the way.
"Newcomers are protected within the twelve hours after entering the Slaughter City. During these twelve hours, you can ask me if you have any questions. After twelve hours, you will be a member of the Slaughter City." The
black-veiled woman introduced everything about the Slaughter City as she walked.
Hearing her words, Yang Ziyuan did not speak, because he already knew the rules here.
They were silent all the way, and soon, Yang Ziyuan and the others came to a spacious space. There were
many black stone houses around.
Although the decorations in the stone houses were simple, they were very delicate and looked very comfortable.
"Mr. 9427, you can choose an ownerless stone house as your resting place."
Hearing this, Yang Ziyuan shook his head.
"The stone houses here are not suitable for me, you should take me directly to the inner city!"
"Inner city? ! ! Mr. 9427, I advise you to adapt to the outer city for a while. The inner city is different from the outer city. It is a paradise for the strong. In the outer city, there is the protection of the rules, and newcomers like you can still survive."
The black-veiled woman frowned.
"Strong? Ha!"
Hearing this word, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help but smile.
In this killing city, he was only afraid of one person.
Therefore, he never regarded the evil soul masters here as a threat.
In his eyes, they were all nutrients for awakening his second martial soul!
Seeing Yang Ziyuan's determination, the black-veiled woman could only obey his wishes.
"Come with me!"
After a while, the black-veiled woman took him to the inner city.
Compared with the outer city, this place was obviously much more prosperous.
"Mr. 9427, you'd better not leave me five meters. Otherwise, I can't guarantee your safety."
"Let's go, help me choose a room, and then take me to the hell killing field, and your mission will be completed!"
"Hell killing field? How do you know this place?"
Seeing Yang Ziyuan easily say the name of the killing field, the black-veiled woman suddenly felt a strong doubt in her heart.
You know, all the news of the killing city is unknown to the outside world.
In the outside world, only the two killing gods know.
A newcomer who knows the City of Slaughter so well.
Could it be that he is the descendant of a certain God of Slaughter?
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