Chapter 213: The Slaughter King's Apprehension

Entering the Hell Slaughter Arena, Ye Feng was quickly arranged to wait at a Door.

Ye Feng was first in line, no one in front, no one behind.

Clearly, the number of participants was not large.

Ye Feng originally thought he could do 10 matches a day and finish in 10 days, but now it seems that time will have to be extended...

Ye Feng learned from the guide that the Spirit Hall only sends a batch of people once a month.

Half a month has passed since the last delivery; most newcomers dare not participate in this death game and choose to contribute Blood Mary to avoid the fate of being slaughtered.

Only those who consider themselves strong, and whose minds have been affected by the Killing rules of this place, these madmen, continuously participate in the Killing.

Through X-ray, Ye Feng saw 9 Doorways around him; currently only 6 Doorways had people, meaning 3 more were needed to Make Up a battle.

Those six people, each pair of eyes held bloodthirst and madness, almost no different from wild beasts, with hardly any reason left.

If placed outside, they would absolutely be standard terrorists, causing enormous destruction.

Of course, this was all after entering Slaughter City and being affected.

After waiting a few minutes, Ye Feng saw the other three Doorways also had people.

And as the numbers were complete, the Iron doors in front of everyone Slowly opened, as if releasing ferocious wild beasts from iron cages.

Kacha kacha kacha——

And as the Iron doors opened, a bloody smell countless times thicker than outside rushed into their faces.

Not just the bloody smell; within it were other auras, seemingly able to hook the most primitive Killing desire in people's hearts.

However this influence was very slight, and only Ye Feng's Spiritual Power could Perceive it.

If influenced by this force for a long time, it is very easy to lose oneself in the desire for Killing.

And the source of this bloody smell comes precisely from underground...

Ye Feng didn't need to look to know that underground is the core Source of Slaughter City — the Blood Pool.

It is also the source of all Blood Mary in Slaughter City.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a sound of breaking air came from the side.

A man on Ye Feng's left, seeing Ye Feng spacing out, directly approached from the side, raising a Dagger and stabbing viciously at Ye Feng's temple.

And as the Dagger fell, that man's mouth corners also split open in madness.

Seemingly feeling inexplicable excitement because he was about to see brains and fresh blood spurting out.

Ye Feng had long known of the opponent's Surprise Attack, but he simply couldn't be bothered to dodge, a mere Soul Elder after all...

"Ding——"

The Dagger stabbed fiercely onto Ye Feng's temple, and then...

there was no then.

The man only felt his Dagger had stabbed into a solid Steel plate; the terrifying recoil force even shook his arm so he could barely hold on.

"No... this is Impossible!"

The man's face was full of shock, then he raised his hand again, this time aiming at Ye Feng's eyes!

Although he didn't know why the opponent's defense was so high, Doesn't Matter; he just didn't believe the opponent's eyes could also have such defense!

"It's over."

Ye Feng's gaze was flat, glancing at the opponent casually.

The next moment, the opponent's descending Dagger suddenly stopped, then the Dagger reversed, Slowly stabbing toward the man's forehead.

"How... what's happening... my hand... why can't I control my hand!! What did you do!"

The Hell Slaughter Arena cannot use soul skills; everyone fights with cold weapons in close combat; the man fundamentally could not understand this Weird thing.

He only felt his right hand controlled by an invisible force, bringing the Dagger in his hand to stab at his forehead.

The man leaned back madly, trying to dodge.

Pity, his hand grows on his body; he had nowhere to dodge.

"Damn hand! Stop!! Bastard!!"

The man used his left hand to desperately pull his right hand; the terrifying force even directly twisted his right hand off.

But even so, the opponent's right hand still held the Dagger and stabbed into his forehead.

"Puchi——"

The Dagger pierced the skull; the man fell unwillingly, eyes full of despair.

"This kid is Weird, kill him!"

This scene was also seen by the other few people, who were instantly shocked beyond measure.

The battle that just erupted, besides the one killed by Ye Feng, another two died.

The other six all regarded Ye Feng as the most dangerous target, obviously intending to join forces to eliminate him.

After All, the battle Rule is only one can survive; the strongest threat is always the Maximum.

However, before they could act, a Dagger on the ground suddenly Flew up.

"Whoosh——"

"Puchi puchi puchi puchi puchi puchi——"

Seven Stars Linked Pearls.

The Dagger flew a circle around the Stage, bringing out seven blossoms of blood, finally returning to Ye Feng's hand.

Battle ended.

With the 9 people dead, the Hell Slaughter Arena's main gate also Slowly opened.

And Ye Feng's Gaze X-ray could see the fresh blood inside the fallen few, all Attracted by a mysterious force, surging toward some place underground.

However, Ye Feng paid no heed, because he knew this was the source of Slaughter City.

Without these people's blood, even Hell Road could not be opened.

Opening Hell Road requires a large amount of blood sacrifice; this is also why one must win 100 consecutive matches to qualify.

100 matches, 9 dead per match, that is 900 people.

Plus those who died killing each other in the interim, there are roughly over a thousand people's blood and corpses.

As for Ye Feng and Qian Renxue, the two of them would need at least two thousand, three thousand, or even more people's blood.

……

……

At the same time.

Deep within Slaughter City, there stood a dark-red blood palace.

The palace was very spacious; at the very front of the palace sat a Blood Throne crafted from gems and dry bones.

Upon the throne, a tall, slender figure sat quietly, emitting endless majesty.

"Great King... two powerful newcomers have arrived in Slaughter City, and both actually possess the legendary self-created soul skills. Should we make contact with them?"

A cold female voice slowly rang out in the great hall.

"No need. They are not someone you can afford to provoke..."

The man on the chief seat lightly shook his head and spoke indifferently.

"King, but Slaughter City has not had fresh blood join for a very long time..."

The cold female voice gritted its teeth, clearly somewhat unwilling.

"Hmph! These two — that woman possesses pure Angel Bloodline; she is absolutely that one's descendant! That one is one of the strongest existences on the continent today; even without the Slaughter God Domain, she poses a huge threat to us!"

"The other brat, however, is somewhat interesting..."

"Observe for now. Best not to make contact with them unless necessary."

The Slaughter King spoke indifferently.

"But..."

The cold female voice was still somewhat unwilling.

"Shut up!"

The man on the chief seat instantly grew somewhat angry and shouted coldly: "Aren't you just jealous of that Angel's beauty? Although this King favors you, if you dare make a move against those two, I guarantee I will throw you into the Blood Pool as a sacrifice!"

The cold female voice was clearly frightened and instantly dared not speak.

"Rest assured. Although they are powerful, power has its price; being too strong is not good news..."

The Slaughter King's tone was faint.

Because those two are both very strong, they win too much; eventually no one will be willing to fight them.

Without opponents, they naturally cannot fulfill the 100 consecutive wins condition; they won't even have the qualification to open Hell Road, let alone leave.

The entire Slaughter City is filled with "toxins"; this "toxin" can arouse the killing desire in a person's heart.

The longer they stay in Slaughter City, the deeper the "poisoning".

When the time comes, the opponent will either submit to him or perish in the killing; there is no other choice.

Although he greatly fears the existence behind that Angel, as long as it is within the rules, the other party has no pretext to act against Slaughter City.

"Following the great Slaughter King's will..."

The woman said nothing more, her tone once again becoming respectful.

(Chapter End)