(1st Update)

The Killing Capital, dark and wide rooms.

It was an extraordinarily large chair, inlaid with blue and purple crystals that outlined a drum tower-like shape, and everything except this chair was dark red.

A tall figure sat down on the huge chair, and in the darkness, it was impossible to see his face, only vaguely that the man was slender and long.

He waved his hand, and a thick dark red liquid flew out from in front of him, and in the darkness, in front of him was a huge pool of blood, all of which were viscous blood.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the blood into his abdomen, and in the dim light, two fangs were faintly exposed.

He let out a soft sigh of comfort, his dark red eyes stared ahead, and in the midst of the darkness, a tall figure stood straight, like a stone statue of a sculpture, and did not emit any sound.

The blood bubbles in the blood pool were boiling, and in the gurgling bubbling sound, the wisps of blood-colored breath converged into a river like a stream, and those who came through the person sucked one by one, and the tiger ate the whale and swallowed it.

With the massive amount of blood and qi infused into the body, the darkness gradually dissipated, revealing the unrivaled face underneath.

He is Caesar.

Caesar was suspected by Yang Ming of being a traverser, and without the consent of Pope Bibi Dong, he came to the Killing Capital without authorization, but he didn't know how to get in touch with the King of Killing, and now it seems that he is practicing an evil technique, with the inhaled blood qi, the momentum emanating from his body is also rising, and vaguely, it has reached the threshold of the seventieth level Soul Saint!

I think at the beginning, a year ago.

In the elite competition of the continent's advanced soul master academy, Caesar only reached the soul king with one kick in the door, and in the blink of an eye, a year has passed, and the increase in strength is so exaggerated, even exceeding Yang Ming's speed, which is really dumbfounded.

"Whew!"

Exhaling a mouthful of turbid air with the smell of blood, Caesar suddenly opened his eyes, those eyes that were originally black have now turned bloody, no, not only that, even the whites of his eyes are all red, at a glance, it is very strange.

The King of Slaughter said in a deep voice:

"I really didn't expect that you actually had the ability to skip the test of inheritance and steal the power of God, at the beginning, I thought you lied to me."

"Huh."

With an indecipherable low laugh, Caesar did not have the slightest sense of being a guest, swaggered forward, took up the wine glass and filled himself with a full Bloody Mary, and after drinking it all, he said:

"My first martial soul is the soul ring, which can seal the soul ring of all the soul masters in the world, but no one would have thought that my truly most powerful martial soul is the second martial soul, the beast martial soul is gluttonous, and can devour everything for his own use."

For more than half a year, Caesar not only changed his eyes, but also his vocal cords, hoarse and low, like the unpleasant sound of two rusty pieces of iron rubbing against each other, and the red hair that slipped to the instep of his feet was as scarlet as blood, and he was wearing a neat suit, which made him look a little more evil.

The King of Slaughter did not express his dissatisfaction with Caesar's transgression, but said coldly:

"Now that you've achieved your goal, should you keep your promise?"

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Caesar's eyes.

Poor Tang Chen, as a ninety-nine-level Peerless Douluo of the Powerful Attack Department, a legendary sect master of the Haotian Sect, one of the three peerless Douluo in the world, and a human being who is infinitely close to a god, but in the process of accepting the Shura Nine Examinations, he was affected by the aura of the Rakshasa God, not only failed to successfully complete the assessment of the Shura God, but also completely fell into evil thoughts, was parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, and became the king of killing in the killing capital.

But

This does not mean that the King of Slaughter is willing to stay in the Killing Capital for the rest of his life.

The terms agreed between the King of Slaughter and Caesar were simple: the King of Slaughter provided Caesar with a place to be undisturbed and allowed to plunder the power of the gods, and in return, Caesar had to help him get out of the killing capital and regain his freedom.

This wish was not only the desire of Tang Chen's heart, but also the ambition of the blood-red nine-headed bat king in his body.

"It's not time to deal with this old thing yet."

This thought flashed through Caesar's mind, and he remembered something, and said:

"As an ally, of course I can talk and count, but I have a small request here."

The King of Killing's eyes moved slightly, he was ready just now, if the rabbit cub in front of him dared to turn his face and deny people, he didn't care what Caesar's identity was outside, he slapped him to death first, and now seeing him so knowledgeable, he also restrained the killing intent rising in his heart, and said:

"What request? Just say! In the three acres of land in the Killing Capital, as long as I give an order, I can help you solve anything. ”

That's what I've been waiting for!

A hint of coldness flashed in Caesar's red eyes, and he said:

"During this time, a newcomer came to the Hell Killing Field, and now he has won more than sixty games in a row, known as the God of War, and he is not far from completing a hundred consecutive victories, this person's real name is Yang Ming, and he has a grudge against me outside, I hope you can come forward and dispatch the law enforcement team to kill him."

The King of Slaughter played with the glass of Bloody Mary in his hand, and his eyes were a little playful.

He had also heard of the name of the God of War, and originally he was thinking that he would find an opportunity to send someone to contact Yang Ming to see if there was a chance to take over his subordinates, but now it seems that it is better to sell a favor to Caesar.

Anyway, in the eyes of the King of Killing, although there are not many newcomers like Yang Ming, there will be one every few years, and killing him and Caesar to form a favor is a very cost-effective deal.

"It's easy."

Two blood-red rays of light erupted from the eyes of the King of Slaughter, the surrounding air became viscous and viscous, the heavy smell of blood spread in all directions, the surrounding darkness receded like a tide, and people of all shapes and sizes half-knelt on the ground, lowered their heads, and said in unison:

"Great King, what do you command?"

"You all heard what I said to Caesar just now, do you know what to do?"

"Kill the god of war, cut off the head, and sacrifice the Bloody Mary made of the head and his blood to the Great King!"

"Let's go down."

As soon as the King of Slaughter raised his hand, several strange figures disappeared in place, as if they had never appeared here.

Although the Killing City has sealed the soul ring, the law enforcement team is more special, they are all favored by the King of Killing, and they are personally unsealed, especially the captain of the law enforcement team, whose strength is even stronger, even in the outside world, he is also a famous powerhouse.

In the eyes of the King of Killing, he is a lion and a rabbit and uses all his strength.

This game, it's stable!