In the dim and spacious hall, the dark red throne inlaid with blue and purple bright crystals, and the back carved into a bat totem stood on the steps passed up the steps, and the black and red mist, escaping a strong smell of rust, wrapped the tall figure sitting on the throne.

The oppressive dark red painted the walls, and the woman in the black dress stood on the black floor in the middle of the hall, hanging her head, reporting the information about the newcomers she had contacted today to her boss, the King of Killing.

The Killing King's white, bloodless cold fingers tapped on the armrest of the throne, and he muttered for a few seconds and said, "The Martial Spirit Hall just sent two newcomers two days ago, one of them is the disciple of the current person, and the other is her brother. If it was someone from the Martial Spirit Palace, she should have been sent over with those two. Let alone. Are you sure she has black hair, not blonde? ”

The bloodline of the angel clan, whether it is a direct line or a side branch, the purer the bloodline, the closer the hair color is to gold.

It's not that the angels don't have silver hair, but most of them have mutated martial spirits, or because their bloodlines are not pure.

It shouldn't be black that has nothing to do with these two.

Unless it is inherited from a bloodline that does not belong to the angelic lineage, but. According to the information he knew, none of the younger generation of the angel clan, especially the girls, were black-haired.

The King of Slaughter fell into deep thought.

Everything that happens in the Killing Capital is under his control.

The aura of power that appeared outside the city before he only felt the purity from that strange power, without the slightest impurity, but it was definitely not a divine power breath.

Although there was a wisp of angel god's divine power on that soul master's body, after he felt it carefully, he found that this person had only accepted the divine assessment of the angel god, and it was normal to have a wisp of divine power.

What is not normal is the pure power that does not belong to soul power and spiritual power.

Like the divine and pure angelic realm, it is simply the nemesis of any unclean existence!

If it weren't for the fact that the other party also accurately matched the code, suspected to be from the Martial Spirit Palace, he really didn't want to let the other party enter the city.

It's like candy doped with poison, the sugar is all spoiled!

The woman in the black dress half-squatted down, her knees clasped on the ground: "The subordinates are willing to vouch for their lives, she is indeed black-haired, and when her martial spirit appeared, not only Sheng Rong saw it, but other knights also saw it with their own eyes." ”

"Keep watching."

In the end, the King of Slaughter gave this order.

The woman in the black dress whispered.

On the other side, Qian Yuelong, who had no guilt in grabbing a clean room to stay in with her strength, checked the room before unbuttoning her cloak, revealing a slightly upturned long black hair, especially the position of the top of the hair, the arched arc was like fluffy black cat ears, soft and easy to pinch.

The ends of the curly hair are tied loosely in a bow with a red band strung with golden bells.

Strangely, along the way, the golden bell never sounded.

Qian Yuelong brushed the hair that fell to her shoulders, and her light gray eyes were open, and there was no focus in her pupils.

It is as if the crystal has faded from color and returned to a dusty state.

makes people subconsciously wonder if Qian Yuelong's eyes are blind.

[Hairstyle: Set "Memories of the Fog" Piece: Night Stalker Shadow (B Grade) - The noble spirit of the fog will silently penetrate every corner of the city

(Passive: Cat Whisperer who wanders in the fog can summon dependents hiding in the fog)]

[Pupil: Set "Whispers of the Dead" Fragment Ember (Rank B) - The Soul of the Void is the last gift left by the living in this world

(Passive: The world of the dead opens for you)]

Fortunately, after the death of a person or soul beast on the Douluo Continent, the soul will not remain in the world, it will either dissipate or be stored in the real thing to return to a long sleep.

With black hair and gray eyes, even my mother can't recognize this set after wearing it.

Powerful spiritual power condensed into an enchantment and enveloped this small room.

Qian Yuelong took out a folding chair from the soul guide, squeezed aside the chair that still had dark brown marks on the back, and collapsed into a salted fish on the chair.

After nearly two hours of shopping and explaining, Qian Yuelong drove away the mobile humanoid monitor and experienced the customs of the killing capital.

Compared to the ground, the Killing City and above are two completely different worlds.

It's more like a huge prison.

Along the way, the people she beat up and asked for information were almost all scum or self-depraved guys.

The bottom line is that none of them are innocent.

Then the question arises.

Here the soil. Soaked in blood all year round, and without sunlight, no one dares to eat mushroom crops even if they can grow them, right?

What if the soul master's blood, which is used as nourishment for human blood, is poisonous?

After the soul master enters the capital, the soul skill disappears, and no matter how hungry he is, he still needs to eat, but he can still eat fresh and hot non-contaminated food.

With the income from the hotels they have stationed on the ground

Qian Yuelong felt that with that 100% complained business attitude, the funds obtained would definitely not be able to support everyone in the Killing Capital.

If you want to maintain a huge killing capital, you must need a stable food supply channel and a survival material supply channel.

In the original plot, no one from the two empires had ever obtained the appearance of the god-killing realm, and based on the description of the royals in the letters she sent from her "brother", those arrogant and "squeamish" royals would not choose to let their heirs enter this cruel Gu cultivation field.

So it's clear who the forces that have been providing all kinds of resources to the Killing Capital are.

Knowing exactly where all the entrances to the Killing Capital are distributed on the ground, who else is there besides their Martial Spirit Palace?

Combined with the task of the second exam, Qian Yuelong realized the true meaning of the assessment content given to her by the angel god.

If the meaning of the existence of the angel god is to cut off all the sins in the world, then she, the goddess who is not the heir of the angel god, but is also the agent of the god, also needs to have a correct concept of judgment.

The entire existence of the Killing Capital is undoubtedly a stain of ink on white rice paper.

Although the hands of the people here are not clean, there are many people who come in because they are forced, and some may be desperate and cannot find the meaning of survival.

And the second test given by the angel God is not only to judge, but also to correct the world. In other words, it can't be served directly in one pot.

Thinking of the dark filth that came to witness along the way, Qian Yuelong was in a painful mask.

This is a big problem for her.

Not to mention that this is still on the territory of other gods, in the final analysis, the Killing Capital is a large-scale Gu breeding field.

Can't be saved, can't be saved at all.

——Digression——

Today is the third watch! I made progress in the liver.

There won't be too many details here in the Killing Capital, and after you go back, it's a soul hunting operation.

(End of chapter)