Chapter 245: The Hell Road Appears

Slaughter City, a dark and spacious room.

It was an exceptionally large chair, inlaid with blue and purple crystals.

These crystals were outlined into the shape of a drum tower.

Apart from this chair, everything here was dark red.

The black-veiled girl returned here and knelt on one knee before the Slaughter King, who sat on the chair.

"How is it? What did he say?" the Slaughter King asked.

"King... the Sword King seems to be a student of that Haotian King; he refused our invitation," the black-veiled girl said immediately.

"What? A student of that Haotian King? Is this true?!" The Slaughter King's blood-colored pupils instantly shrank to pinpricks as he spoke.

The black-veiled girl took a deep breath and then said, "He knows about the Hell Road after a hundred Hell Slaughter Battles, and even knows about the Domain; it shouldn't be false..."

Just as mentioned before, knowing about the Hell Road might be one thing, but knowing about the Domain...

If not for the Slaughter God who had once walked out of Slaughter City telling him, how would Ning Feiliu know? They had no idea that such a thing as a transmigrator existed in this world.

The world of a transmigrator could even see novels written with their world as the background.

As for Ning Feiliu, he had at least some understanding of many settings and major event developments in this world, if not a thorough grasp.

Therefore, a transmigrator's greatest advantage will always be in information resources.

If one adds a few cheats, or has a decent background or talent, that is a perfect start.

If one has all three—being a transmigrator, having a cheat, and coming from a very excellent major power, and if one is also the designated successor of some major power...

That is basically an invincible start.

The only slightly worse thing for Ning Feiliu was that when he first transmigrated, his original body's talent was extremely poor, and he was not favored.

But now he naturally no longer had this shortcoming; he could be called an invincible version of a novel protagonist.

The Slaughter King fell silent upon hearing these words from the black-veiled girl.

"Hmm, Slaughter City cannot withstand the wrath of any Slaughter God, so let him be," he sighed and said.

Although having one more Slaughter God meant one more risk of Slaughter City's future destruction, that was only a possibility.

But if he kept Ning Feiliu here and let "Tang Hao" come to his door, that would definitely be offending a Slaughter God.

Ning Feiliu's act of borrowing the banner, combined with his advantage as a transmigrator, allowed him to successfully bluff by borrowing the tiger's might.

It just so happened that the Slaughter King now completely believed in Ning Feiliu.

One month later.

Hell Slaughter Arena.

"Crescent Moon... Heart Sword!"

Ning Feiliu's dreamlike voice came from the center of the Hell Slaughter Arena, and the next moment, the Crescent Moon King Sword, which had blocked the fatal blows of three Fallen Ones, tore through their bodies.

However, the man who was feared by the many Fallen Ones of Slaughter City and called the Sword King was still not at ease.

The pale gold heavy sword in his hand smashed the heads of those three Fallen Ones one after another before he stopped his movements.

The... one-hundredth Hell Slaughter Battle!

It took eight months and thirteen days.

Ning Feiliu had finally completed the prerequisite part of this series of tasks; the rest... was only to pass the Hell Road.

And presumably, he had already left a great name and his legend in Slaughter City by now.

So... the Dark Harvest Rune was right before his eyes! At the thought of this, his breathing could not help but become a little rapid.

A Keystone Rune that destroys the world! What kind of great power would that be? It would definitely allow his current strength to reach a higher level!

Power! In this world, power is eternal!

Since obtaining the Crescent Moon Divine Weapon, Ning Feiliu had felt the beauty of possessing power.

He was also addicted to this beauty of possessing power; he wanted to keep getting stronger, keep satisfying himself, until he reached the throne of the strongest in this world.

Or even... another world, and another world after that! Even if it were a thousand worlds, ten thousand worlds, he would keep getting stronger!

And at this moment, the Fallen Ones who saw that Ning Feiliu had truly completed the hundred-win streak in the Hell Slaughter Battle were all cheering his title.

"Sword King! Sword King!"

"Sword King! Sword King!"

"Sword King! Sword King!"

In this place full of sin, power is everything! And the Fallen Ones were even more aware of this; they were all believers in power!

Only by possessing power could one do whatever one wanted in Slaughter City.

So they worshipped the strong even more than the Spirit Masters of the outside Douluo Continent! But just at this moment

"Congratulations, young Sword King..." A low, sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

The momentum and killing intent that had swelled on Ning Feiliu because he had just completed the slaughter were suppressed back the moment this voice sounded.

The atmosphere inside the Hell Slaughter Arena suddenly rose to the extreme, because in mid-air, a blood-red figure was descending from the sky.

"Slaughter King, Slaughter King, Slaughter King..." The shouting made the Fallen Ones hoarse, but they had no intention of stopping at all.

Ning Feiliu immediately looked toward the scarlet figure in mid-air.

It was a tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.

With a pale complexion and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, his body descended slowly from the air, as if he did not need to be restricted by gravity at all.

The Slaughter King, one of the three Peerless Douluo whose real name was Tang Chen, was currently still a level 99 Peerless Douluo, and it should be certain that he had already stepped into the ranks of the Demigod level.

It could even be said... that he might even be a Quasi-God.

In his hand, he also held a Super Artifact inherited from the Asura God—the Asura Demon Sword.

Although given Tang Chen's current situation, he might be unable to wield the full power of this Super Artifact.

But as long as he uses this Super Artifact, even if he cannot unleash much of its power, in this era of the Douluo Continent, it should still be the strongest.

The other two Peerless Douluo—Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi—would likely not necessarily be his match even if they used the divine power of their respective worshipped gods.

Unless Bo Saixi is in the middle of the ocean, directly using her outrageous Ninth Spirit Ability—Summon Sea God.

The King of Slaughter saw Ning Feiliu looking at him, but did not pay much mind; the King of Slaughter's gaze fell toward the spectator stands of the Hell Slaughter Arena.

"I am very happy to witness the birth of a slaughter powerhouse today. The hundred-win streak, which has not appeared for decades, has finally been achieved by this Lord Sword King. Relying on his own powerful strength and terrifying killing intent, he has made you tremble, has he not? My subjects."

"Yes—, yes—, yes—" The King of Slaughter seemed to possess a unique charm, causing all Fallen Ones to develop a near-fanatical worship after seeing him.

Ning Feiliu also smelled that sweet, bloody, fishy scent on him, not knowing if it came from himself or from the Dark Gold Nine-Headed Bat King that had parasitized him.

In any case, this bloody scent of his could manipulate the blood toxins permeating the air, food, and the bodies of these Fallen Ones in Slaughter City.

Ning Feiliu also acted a little, just like the other Fallen Ones, letting a hint of fanaticism leak into the depths of his eyes.

But he quickly pretended to calm down and looked at the King of Slaughter with wariness.

The King of Slaughter took in this change in his demeanor, then smiled slightly and transmitted his voice into his ears, saying, "Young Lord Sword King, do not worry; the little influence you have received in Slaughter City will be eliminated shortly after you leave."

That was indeed correct; this type of blood toxin is a chronic toxin, and as long as it is not accumulated over time like with Emperor Xue Ye, then as time passes, the chronic toxin will be slowly metabolized by the human body.

"Many thanks for the guidance, Senior." Ning Feiliu still appeared very wary and said in a low voice.

The King of Slaughter then said nothing more; he did not even mention the matter of winning Ning Feiliu over again.

Then the next moment...

Thick red mist was suddenly released from the King of Slaughter's body, and the massive aura made Ning Feiliu involuntarily hold the Crescent Moon King Sword to protect himself.

But... he had actually anticipated this long ago.

He had even explained to Xue Di before this that unless the King of Slaughter directly made a move on him, he would call out Xue Di.

Otherwise, she should not make any move.

Xue Di was currently obeying Ning Feiliu's order and remained completely still.

So, Ning Feiliu relied solely on himself to withstand the King of Slaughter's powerful aura.

What the King of Slaughter released was not killing intent, but an extremely evil aura, a coldness that would make one's bone marrow stiffen.

The evil, icy red ripples slowly spread out, and in almost the blink of an eye, they had already spread to the entire arena.

The Fallen Ones sitting in the spectator stands were each unusually excited; they all hoped to see what the opening of hell looked like.

However, what they did not know was that their lives had already reached their end.

Except for the Slaughter God and the King of Slaughter, no one had ever seen what the opening of hell looked like, because those who had seen it were all dead.

Or rather, they had all become sacrifices for the opening of hell.

The red light spread out, covering the Fallen Ones in the spectator stands.

And at this moment, the Fallen Ones who had been cheering crazily gradually became quiet as the red light descended onto the spectator stands; each Fallen One's eyes gradually became dull, then changed from dull to bloodshot red.

It did not take long; when the red light formed a huge barrier over the entire Hell Slaughter Arena, painful screams began to rise from those who had first come into contact with the red light.

Affected by the red light, those Fallen Ones seemed to have gone mad, desperately clawing at their own faces, their own bodies...

The Fallen Ones who could survive in the inner city mostly had a certain amount of strength; at this time, they exerted their full strength upon themselves, and even those screams contained an extremely excited pleasure.

It seemed as if they had obtained infinite enjoyment in this process of self-mutilation.

Skin rolled back, blood splattered everywhere; they even tore their own internal organs out from their bodies.

The entire madness would not stop until the end of their lives.

More and more Fallen Ones underwent such changes, until it spread to the entire arena.

These were all because they had ingested too much of Slaughter City's blood toxin in their daily lives, so they were lured by the King of Slaughter to become this crazed appearance.

Ning Feiliu only felt the King of Slaughter's extremely terrifying oppressive force and did not have any thoughts of self-mutilation.

The King of Slaughter watched all of this with cold eyes, watching this festival of blood without any wavering.

Blood spilled onto the ground and began to congeal; large amounts of blood flowed like small streams along inconspicuous, tiny pipes under the spectator stands toward the center of the slaughter arena.

Clearly visible, countless winding red liquids flowed into the arena like small snakes.

"Being able to become a sacrifice for the opening of hell is their glory." The King of Slaughter's low voice sounded.

At this time, the screams had gradually ceased; except for Ning Feiliu, there seemed to be no other living person here.

The blood flowed into the arena and did not spread in a straight line; on the ground, grooves appeared at some unknown time, and the blood flowed into them, gradually gathering into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground.

The pattern formed by the congealed blood was a creature of a bat, a blood-colored bat, which was also the origin of Slaughter City.

Suddenly, the eyes of the bat pattern lit up; Ning Feiliu concentrated his mental power, forcing himself to stay awake.

And under the engulfment of that blood-red light, a huge hole gradually appeared below.

He slowly stepped back, not falling straight down just like that.

The King of Slaughter was also quite surprised that he could still have consciousness, but he was not angry or anything.

He smiled and said to Ning Feiliu, "Lord Sword King, please; below is the Hell Road."

The Hell Road is located below Slaughter City; this point was also expressed in the original text.

What Ning Feiliu saw below Slaughter City was a blood-colored ocean that could not be seen to the edge; above the sea of blood, one could only see an extremely narrow "road," and then more details were hidden in the darkness.

Is this... the Hell Road?

According to the original plot, after he goes down, he should first experience the baptism of killing intent, then the Dark Gold Bat and the Dark Gold Nine-Headed Bat King, and next is the Ten-Headed Sun Serpent; then he can walk out by climbing up.

Among them, he could actually obtain the Essence Blood of two types of Exotic Beasts, but the task he had on hand regarding the evolution of Exotic Beasts was still missing three types of Exotic Beast Essence Blood...

Ning Feiliu even had a thought of targeting the Dark Gold Nine-Headed Bat King on the King of Slaughter...

But soon, he just thought about this unrealistic idea and threw it away.

Targeting the current King of Slaughter?

Huh? Are you really not afraid of death?

It is a question of whether even Xue Di could defeat the King of Slaughter if she were here.

I fear that even Di Tian, with his seven hundred thousand years of cultivation, would not be able to defeat the King of Slaughter.

If he were truly forced into his second phase—the form of the First Generation Haotian Douluo Tang Chen—facing that Super Artifact Asura Demon Sword which even the Dragon God was slashed by, even Di Tian would have to kneel here.

"Many thanks, Senior," Ning Feiliu said with a smile.

He was about to jump down.

But just at this moment, the King of Slaughter continued to say with a smile, "After you go out, please give my regards to your teacher."

"Mm, I will," Ning Feiliu said somewhat perfunctorily.

He was no student of Tang Hao; give regards? Give a fart! Following that, he strode forward.

(End of this chapter)