Inside the dimly lit and spacious hall, a dark red throne, inlaid with bright blue and purple crystals and with its back carved with bat totems, stood atop tiered steps. Black and red mist, carrying a strong smell of rust, enveloped the tall figure seated on the throne.

The walls were painted a somber, dark red. A woman in a black dress stood on the black floor in the center of the hall, head bowed, reporting information about the newcomers she had met that day to her superior—the King of Slaughter.

The King of Slaughter's pale, bloodless fingers tapped on the armrest of his throne. After a few seconds of contemplation, he said, "The Spirit Hall just sent two newcomers a couple of days ago. One of them is the disciple of the person in question, and the other is her brother. If she were from the Spirit Hall, she should have been sent along with those two. Besides... are you sure she has black hair, and not blonde?"

Angels, whether direct or collateral, have hair colors closer to gold the purer their bloodline.

Angels do have silver hair, but most of them possess mutated martial souls or have impure bloodlines.

It shouldn't be black, which has nothing to do with these two colors.

Unless he inherited blood that didn't belong to the angel lineage, but... according to the information he had, none of the younger generation of the angels, especially the girls, had black hair.

The King of Slaughter fell into deep thought.

He had complete control over everything happening in the Killing City.

The aura of power that appeared outside the city earlier... he only sensed purity in that unfamiliar power, without any impurities, but it was definitely not divine power.

Although the Soul Master possessed a wisp of the Angel God's divine power, after careful observation, he discovered that the person had only retained a wisp of divine power because he had undergone the Angel God's divine trial.

What's abnormal is that pure power that doesn't belong to soul power or spiritual power.

Like the sacred and pure realm of angels, it is practically the nemesis of any unclean existence!

If the other party hadn't also accurately matched the code, seemingly coming from the Spirit Hall, he really wouldn't have wanted to let them into the city.

It's like candy tainted with poison; the sugar has gone bad!

The woman in the black dress half-squatted down, her knees touching the ground: "I would swear on my life that she really does have black hair, and when her martial spirit appeared, not only Sheng Rong saw it, but the other knights also saw it with their own eyes."

"Continue to observe."

Finally, the King of Slaughter gave this order.

The woman in the black dress responded softly.

On the other side, Qian Yuelong, who had secured a clean room to stay in without any guilt, checked the room before taking off her cloak to reveal a head of slightly upturned black hair. The arched shape at the top of her head, in particular, resembled fluffy black cat ears, feeling soft and easy to pinch.

The ends of her curly hair were loosely tied into a bow with a red ribbon adorned with gold bells.

Strangely, the golden bell never made a sound along the way.

Qian Yuelong smoothed the strands of hair that fell to her shoulders, her light gray eyes opening wide, her pupils unfocused.

Like a crystal that has lost its color, returning to a dusty state.

It makes one subconsciously wonder if Qian Yuelong is blind.

Hairstyle: Set "Memories of the Fog City" individual piece - Night Owl Shadow (Grade B) - The noble mist sprite will silently infiltrate every corner of the city.

(Passive: The cat whisperer who roams in the fog can summon familiars hidden in the thick fog)

[Pupil: Set "Whispers of the Dead" Piece - Ember (Grade B) - The wraith's soul is the last gift left by the living in this world.]

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

Fortunately, when people or soul beasts die on the Douluo Continent, their souls do not linger in the world. They either dissipate or reside in physical objects and return to a long slumber. Wearing this light gray pupil component that resembles blindness will prevent one from seeing many strange ghosts.

With black hair and gray eyes, even her own mother wouldn't recognize her after she put on this outfit.

A powerful mental force condensed into a barrier that enveloped the not-so-large room.

Qian Yuelong took out a folding chair from her soul tool, pushed the chair with dark brown marks still on its back to the side, and sprawled on it like a salted fish.

After nearly two hours of shopping and explanations, Qian Yuelong chased away this mobile human surveillance camera and personally experienced the local customs and culture of the killing city.

Compared to the surface, the Killing City is a completely different world.

This place is more like a giant prison.

Almost all the people she beat up and interrogated along the way to her residence were scumbags or degenerate individuals.

In conclusion, none of them are innocent.

So here's the problem.

The soil here...is constantly soaked in blood and lacks sunshine. Even if mushrooms could grow here, no one would dare to eat them.

What if the blood of a Soul Master, which is nourished by human blood, is poisonous?

After entering the capital, the Soul Master's Soul Skills disappear. Even if they are hungry, they still need to eat, but they can still eat fresh, hot, and uncontaminated food.

Based on the income from the hotels and such that they're based on on the ground...

Qian Yuelong felt that with that kind of business attitude that resulted in 100% complaints, the funds they earned would definitely not be enough to support everyone in the Killing City.

To maintain such a vast killing capital, a stable supply of food and survival supplies is essential.

In the original storyline, no one from either of the two empires had ever obtained the God of Slaughter Domain. Moreover, based on her description of the royal family members in the letters she received from her "brother," those arrogant and "spoiled" royal family members would not have chosen to let their offspring enter this cruel breeding ground.

It is then clear who the power is that has been providing various resources to the Killing City.

Who else but the Spirit Hall could know the exact locations of all the entrances to the City of Slaughter on the ground?

In light of the task in the second test, Qian Yuelong realized the true significance of the test given to her by the Angel God.

If the purpose of the Angel God is to eradicate all evil in the world, then she, as a goddess who is not the successor of the Angel God but is still God's agent, also needs to have a correct concept of judgment.

The entire existence of the Killing City is undoubtedly a stain of ink on a blank sheet of paper.

Although the people here are not clean, many of them came here because they were forced to, and others may have lost all hope and could not find any meaning in life.

The second test given by the angels, besides judgment, also requires the rectification of humanity... meaning that it cannot be taken down all at once.

Thinking of the darkness and filth she had witnessed along the way, Qian Yuelong wore a mask of pain.

This has really presented her with a huge problem.

Regardless of the fact that this place is located in another god's territory, the City of Slaughter is ultimately a large-scale breeding ground for venomous insects.

It's beyond saving, completely beyond saving.

—A side note—

It's the third update today! I'm working on the progress.

There won't be much more to say about the Killing City area; once we get back, it'll be Operation Soul Hunt.