Chapter 75 The King of Killing

The city of killing, a dark and spacious room.

It was an extremely huge chair, inlaid with blue and purple crystals. The crystals outline a drum-tower-like form. Everything here is dark red except for this chair.

"The stick demon has won ninety-eight consecutive games." A cold female voice sounded in the darkness.

"I know." A tall figure sat down on the giant chair. In the darkness, his appearance could not be clearly seen, but he could only vaguely see that the man was tall and thin.

"The great king. Should we start contacting him? In the Killing City, no truly strong person has joined us for a long time."

"Do you think it's possible?" asked the tall man sitting upright in the chair.

"He comes from the Spirit Hall, and was personally sent here by two Level 96 Super Douluo. You can imagine his status. With a God of Killing in the Spirit Hall, we are invincible. In addition, the Spirit Hall also supplies materials to the Slaughter City.

Let him go to hell. After that, he will just be another killer in the Spirit Hall. But he deserves it."

The King of Killing said coldly that he only needed to take care of his own piece of land, and the continent had nothing to do with him.

With a wave of his big hand, a stream of rich dark red liquid flew out from in front of him. In the darkness, in front of him was a huge blood pool filled with thick blood.

He opened his mouth to swallow the blood in his belly, and in the dim light, two fangs were vaguely exposed.

A week later,

Li Luochen wielded the Panlong Stick and smashed the last opponent, declaring that he had won every victory in the killing field.

"Stick Demon-Stick Demon-"

Li Luochen narrowed his eyes, and suddenly a murderous aura that was almost tangible formed a huge vortex in the air. Around the huge venue, a large number of Fallen who were watching the fight were silent under the influence of the huge murderous aura released from him.

He didn't like the title of Stick Demon. It was so uncool and ugly. He felt even worse when he thought that his number was 5438.

Everyone present thought that the stick demon was the most terrifying existence, because none of his opponents had ever left an intact corpse, only bone fragments. The stick demon's battles were all about smashing people's bodies, and the most common thing was to smash their heads. This way of attacking was daunting.

"Congratulations, young Stick Demon King." A deep and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

The murderous aura released from Li Luochen actually flowed back the moment the voice sounded and was pressed back into his body, causing Li Luochen to frown. The real culprit had arrived.

The atmosphere in the Hell Killing Fields suddenly rose to the extreme, because in mid-air, a blood-red figure was falling from the sky.

"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..." The shouts made the fallen ones become hoarse, but they had no intention of stopping.

Li Luochen looked at the figure in the sky, his expression calm, just to scare him, would he, the King of Slaughter, dare to touch him? My father, Zhang... Bah, bah, bah, a disciple of the Spirit Hall, dare to touch?
A tall man, wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak, with a pale face and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, slowly descended from the air, seemingly not being restricted by gravity at all.

"I am very happy to witness the birth of a strong man in the killing field today. It has been more than ten years since Baisheng appeared. The stick demon relies on his powerful strength and terrifying murderous aura. You are trembling, right? My people."

"Yes -, yes -, yes -" The King of Slaughter seems to have a unique charm that makes all the fallen have an almost crazy worship after seeing him.

"Respected King of Slaughter, I guess your next step will be to make an exception and allow me to become the God of Slaughter, and then a guest official of the City of Slaughter?" Li Luochen sneered.

King of Slaughter: ... How do you know? "Please do not show me mercy, King of Slaughter. I am a very troublesome person. I am afraid that the respected King of Slaughter may be annoyed by me. I choose to walk the path of hell."

Li Luochen continued.

"By the way, great king, if I pass the Hell Road and become the God of Killing, I would like to ask you for two people. Is that okay? I think I should have this right. You don't want to offend my Spirit Hall, do you?"

Li Luochen grinned, half threatening the King of Slaughter.

The King of Slaughter had a cold expression on his face at this time. Although Li Luochen's words were very respectful, he felt very uncomfortable but helpless. He could not afford to provoke the Spirit Hall.

"It's up to you. Remember to take me to say hello to the female killer in the Spirit Hall when you pass the Hell Road." The King of Slaughter said coldly.

Thick red mist suddenly released from the King of Slaughter, and the huge aura forced Li Luochen to retreat quickly. He retreated dozens of meters before he could barely bear it.

What the King of Slaughter released was not murderous aura, but an extremely evil aura, so cold that it could make one's bones stiff.

The evil cold red ripples slowly spread out, and in just a few blinks of an eye, they had spread to the entire venue. The fallen people sitting in the audience were all incredibly excited, and they all wanted to see the road to hell open. However, what they didn't know was that their lives had come to an end.

Except for the God of Death and the King of Slaughter, no one has ever seen the opening of the Hell Road, because everyone who has seen it has died, or in other words, has become a sacrifice for the opening of the Hell Road.

Although the red light released from the King of Slaughter brought them great pressure, it was not directed at them, but towards the surrounding stands.

The Fallen who were cheering wildly gradually quieted down as the red light landed on the viewing platform. The eyes of each Fallen gradually became dull, and then turned into a bloodshot red. It didn't take long before the red light formed a huge barrier on the entire hell killing field. Screams of pain began to sound from the people who were the first to come into contact with the red light.

Affected by the red light, the fallen ones seemed to be half crazy. They desperately grabbed their faces and bodies...

Soon, blood spilled onto the ground and began to condense. A large amount of blood flowed like streams along the inconspicuous small pipes under the audience seats to the center of the killing field. It was clearly visible that countless winding red liquids flowed into the field like small snakes.

"It is their honor to be the sacrifice that opens the Hell Road." The deep voice of the Slaughter King sounded.

At this time, the screams had gradually stopped. Except for Li Luochen and the King of Killing, there seemed to be no other living person here.

Li Luochen already knew that there would be a sacrifice to open the road to hell, so he had a blank expression on his face. For this reason, he ordered Dai Tianxing and Lin Chengkun not to watch him win.

He didn't want the disappearance of two servants who were pleasing to the eye and had good abilities. That would be a huge loss.

Blood flowed into the field. It does not spread in a straight line. On the ground, grooves appeared at some point. Blood flow was injected into it, and gradually, it gathered into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground.

"Good luck on your road to hell!"

The King of Killing had left, and Li Luochen was swallowed by blood-red, but the white murderous aura on his body protected him and he was not hurt.

Not long after, Li Luochen opened his eyes again and found himself on a circular platform with a diameter of five meters.

"Hell Road, here I come."

(End of this chapter)