Chapter 453: Hell Killing Fields!
"But it doesn't make sense, why was the God of Destruction able to teleport me to the selection place of the Shura God, and this should be an illusion, right?"
Huo Yuhao could feel it, although he couldn't see through it, but this should be an illusion.
And to be able to affect Tang San and Dai Yuhao, such an illusion is simply unheard of.
Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao's heart moved, and he noticed that his spiritual sea was already empty, and the black ancient ring he wore between his palms had also disappeared.
In other words, whether it is Yao Lao, Yi Lao, or the Ice Emperor, Snow Emperor, and Tianmeng Brother, all his plug-ins are gone.
"Could it be that this is a test? But in any case, now we can only take one step at a time. ”
"Are there any rules to follow here?" Huo Yuhao turned his head to look at the commentator, and then asked.
"The biggest rule in the Killing Capital is that there are no rules, and you can do whatever you want in the Killing Capital. And because there are no rules here, your life is threatened by others at any time. But one thing I must remind you is that it is not difficult to enter the Killing Capital, but it is almost impossible to get out. ”
"Why, can't I go back the way I came now?" Huo Yuhao asked interestingly
"Yes, there is a dedicated law enforcement team within the Killing Capital, and Lord Scott, the horror knight you defeated, is just an ordinary member of the law enforcement team. And the strong people in the law enforcement team are all composed of Contra Douluo who has been given the ability to use soul skills by the King of Killing, and the captain is a Titled Douluo who can use soul skills. Therefore, there is only one way to leave the Killing City, and that is to obtain the championship of the Hell's Killing Fields and successfully pass the Hell Road before leaving the Killing City. Anyone who is so strong will be given the title of Killing God, and there have only been eight Killing Gods in the entire Killing Capital for thousands of years. ”
"Oh, I see." Huo Yuhao shrugged his shoulders and said. "I've heard that the master of the Killing Capital is called the Killing King, where should I go if I want to meet him?"
Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, the face of the commentator, who was originally calm, changed instantly. Although her face was covered with a black veil, the fear on her face could still be clearly seen.
"Why would you want to meet the Lord of Slaughter?" The narrator stammered a little.
"Well, you can think of it as a little curiosity on my part." Huo Yuhao said with a smile. "Didn't you say before that you could do anything within the Killing Capital, isn't it difficult to meet the Killing King?"
The narrator glanced at the handsome-looking young man in front of him with some astonishment, and there was no hideousness or hysteria in his body as well as the degenerates of the Killing Capital.
Huo Yuhao, who was dressed in white, and this killing capital, where the soil had been soaked in blood, seemed to be completely two worlds. But this maid could vaguely feel a trace of powerful power from Huo Yuhao's body.
She had a feeling that the young man in front of her, as if he was using the power of martial soul and soul technique, had not disappeared.
Shaking his head vigorously, the narrator felt as if he was mentally disturbed. The power of the Killing Capital to suppress martial souls and soul techniques has been passed down for thousands of years, how old is this young man in front of him, how can he be an exception.
"Since you really want to ask, the Lord of Slaughter has always been in the Hell's Killing Fields. If you enter the Hell's Killing Fields, you'll be able to meet him. The narrator said.
"Hell Killing Fields?" Huo Yuhao nodded. "What's that?"
"Each person is required to enter the Hell's Killing Fields once a year, and each battle they pass can live in the Killing City for another year. If you don't want to go into the Hell's Killing Fields, you can also get the right to live in the Killing City by contributing two cups of Bloody Mary every month. The narrator said.
"What are the requirements for entering the Hell Killing Fields?" Huo Yuhao asked again.
"You need a glass of Bloody Mary as a ticket, and there are no other conditions." The narrator said.
"But I don't have a Bloody Mary, do you want me to kill someone here on the spot and bleed?" Huo Yuhao shook his head and said. "I didn't bring a lot of change of clothes."
The corners of the narrator's mouth twitched under the black veil, and he explained again: "The place we are in now is only the outer city of the Killing Capital, and it is forbidden to kill at will here. Most of these out-of-town dwellers are people who have little power and want to escape the trouble in the Killing City. And the location of the Hell Killing Ground is in the inner city, and only the warriors who survive the Hell Killing are eligible to live in the inner city, so as to enjoy more high-end things. Of course, while enjoying it, you will also face the test of death at any time. ”
"Having said so much, it's not like going to the inner city to kill people and bleed." Huo Yuhao shook his head again and said. "Well, let's go, it's a pity that I have a new good clothes."
"In the Killing Capital, Bloody Marys are the most valuable currency, as long as you can provide Bloody Marys, the Killing Capital will meet all your needs, and custom-made clothes and the like are just small things." The narrator said.
After walking for more than half an hour, the docent took Huo Yuhao to a city wall. Compared to the exterior walls of the Killing Capital, this wall does not appear to be very tall. And obviously, behind this wall is the inner city of the Killing Capital.
The gates of the inner city were wide open, and there were no guards. Of course, there is no need for guards here, as people from the outer city can enter the inner city at any time if they dare to challenge the Hell Killing Fields.
The atmosphere in the inner city was very different from that in the outer city, which was filled with the same dead silence, apathy, and numbness as the town on the ground, while the inner city was filled with excited laughter, screams of pain, and other uncomfortable-sounding sounds, as if you were in a revelry party of hellish demons.
"Hey, boy, looking at your fine skin and tender meat, you should be a newcomer, right?"
Seeing that a newcomer came to the inner city, a small man suddenly walked out of the surrounding crowd, he stretched out his hand at Huo Yuhao, and said with a cruel smile: "Boy, if you want to enter the inner city, you have to pass my level first." ”
"Eh, there is a narrator following me, do you still want to kill me?" Huo Yuhao said.
"Hehe, although the narrator is following you, we will not do anything to you now, but will always follow behind you until your novice protection period passes, and then kill you, even if it is a narrator, don't try to stop it!" The little man laughed.
"I see, I can still play like this, thank you for the reminder. But although I'm in a good mood today, I don't mind killing two people to relieve my boredom. Huo Yuhao shrugged his shoulders and said. Since you are good at this, then please send you to death quickly, I'm in a hurry. ”
"Mr. 9529, if you take the initiative to provoke, even I have no right to stop them from doing something to you." The narrator's face changed.
"Boy, you're looking for death! Look at your fine skin and tender meat, I'll take your Bloody Mary! ”
Sure enough, the little man took out a short knife and rushed towards Huo Yuhao with the knife in his backhand.
"Whew!"
Huo Yuhao opened his mouth and blew it out in one breath, turning into a gust of wind. And that little man was blown into a white skeleton in this violent wind.
Huo Yuhao beckoned to the narrator and was about to leave, but the narrator grabbed him: "Don't you put away that person's body?" ”
"What do I want his corpse for, he's so ugly, his bones don't look better, and I don't have a hobby of collecting it." Huo Yuhao wondered.
The narrator's facial muscles twitched: "Didn't you listen to what I explained to you when you came?" The currency in the Killing City is human blood and human heads, and all items are to be traded for these things. And to enter the Killing Fields of Hell you also need a ticket to a Bloody Mary, which you can get from him. ”
"That's it......" Huo Yuhao scratched his head and said. It's okay, let's talk about it when we get there. This person's blood is gone, you can take the head if you want, I don't want to put that kind of thing in my storage soul guide. ”
"Then what do you eat, where do you live, and what do you do with daily necessities, haven't you thought about these problems?" The narrator asked, confused.
"Didn't someone else have these things, and if I killed him, wouldn't these things belong to me? Why should I bother to trade these things with others? Huo Yuhao looked at the narrator with the eyes of a fool. But you're right, I still need to prepare these things. The next time anyone offends me, I'll take him alive, raise him, and bleed him every day. As long as there are enough people who have offended me, don't I worry about running out of money to spend? ”
Not only the commentator, but even the people around him, even the man and woman who were doing sports, all looked at Huo Yuhao with a ghostly expression at this time. What he said just now was too vicious, too evil, too terrifying.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao's horror in their hearts even surpassed that of the master of the Killing Capital, the King of Killing.
In a dark and luxuriously decorated room in the Killing Capital, a woman in black gauze knelt on the ground and said respectfully to the person opposite, "Great King, there is a powerful man with extremely terrifying combat power in the Killing Capital. ”
"I know that, according to the investigation of the people sent out, the whole town above has been razed to the ground, and now the whole thing has been reduced to a glass mirror."
Opposite the woman in black veil was a huge throne with a chair inlaid with magnificent blue and purple crystals. A tall figure sat on that chair, none other than the master of the Killing Capital, the King of Killing.
"Great King, should we consider absorbing him as a guest in the Killing Capital, such a strong man is needed in the Killing Capital." The woman in black gauze asked.
"Don't waste your efforts, this person's cultivation can be called shocking, even if this seat is against him, there is no certainty of victory, everything will be natural. Anyway, these people have only one goal in entering the Killing City, to challenge the Hell Road and become the new Killing God. The King of Slaughter said in a deep voice.
"But the appearance of every killing god will cause unpredictable disasters to the killing capital, and we cannot afford such consequences. Why don't we arrange for him to meet the other two new arrivals, what do you think? ”
With a wave of the sleeves of the King of Killing's robe, the black gauze woman instantly flew out more than ten meters away, and fell to the ground fiercely, with blood in her mouth.
"I warn you, don't be smart! Pitting the three of them against each other is a feast that can only be started by the last hell killing, and if you let them meet in advance, it won't be fun at all, you know? The King of Slaughter snapped.
"Yes." The woman in black gauze fell to her knees, not daring to say another word.
"Nine-five-two-seven, nine-five-two-eight, nine-five-twenty-nine, what do you three want to do when you come to my killing capital?"
"There's hell in front of us." The narrator pointed to a building in the distance.
It was a non-standard black cone-shaped building, about the size of the Mingde Hall, and it was located in the center of the entire Killing Capital.
"What should I do when I get in?" Huo Yuhao asked with some confusion.
"You go in and sign up with your badge and wait for the game to start. However, it should be noted that the waiting period before the start of the game is not allowed to touch each other. When the match starts, ten people, including you, will enter the killing field together, and you just have to make sure that you survive, and each group will have one place to survive. The narrator explained.
"And what are they talking about champions?" Huo Yuhao continued to ask.
"Compete in 100 games and don't die, you are the champion. And people who win 50 games in a row will not be matched, so you don't have to worry about the two of us meeting in the future. But it's better to stagger the time to play now, I don't want to face you. The narrator laughed.
"Well, we'll see you later." Huo Yuhao nodded and said. "Oh, yes, give me your hand."
"Huh?" The commentator was stunned when he heard this, but he still subconsciously handed his hand to Huo Yuhao.
"There is a poison in the air in the Killing Capital, and this toxin will combine with the murderous aura in the body, making people more and more excited and depraved. And I guess the food and drinks here are just as poisonous, because I smell it in the blood of the man I just killed. Huo Yuhao explained, and pressed his right hand on the commentator's vein.
Suddenly, a red and blue flame instantly spread from the palm of the narrator's hand to the meridians around him, instantly refining the toxins hidden in her body.
Feeling the blazing flames in his body, the commentator's complexion suddenly changed, and after looking around, he asked Huo Yuhao in a low voice: "Mr. Nine-Five-Twenty-Nine, your strength has not been sealed?" ”
"Haha, it's just some flames, and the basic use of the elements has nothing to do with soul skills." Huo Yuhao said with a light smile. "But since you asked, then it doesn't hurt for me to tell you, my skills really didn't fail in the Killing Capital."
"This, how is this possible?" The narrator said puzzled.
"In the case of the same level, the power of the domain cannot block the power of the other domain." Huo Yuhao shrugged his shoulders and said something that puzzled the docent, and then walked towards the interior of the Hell Killing Field.
In the same place, only the narrator was left there, his face changed many times, and he couldn't speak for a long time. (End of chapter)