The City of Killing, a dark and wide room.
It was an exceptionally large chair, inlaid with blue and purple crystals. These crystals formed a drum-shaped shape. Except for this chair, everything here was dark red.
"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 huge chair. In the darkness, it was hard to see his features, but one could vaguely see that he was tall and thin.
"Great King. Should we start contacting him? It's been a long time since a truly powerful person joined the City of Slaughter."
"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 thick dark red liquid flew out from in front of him. In the darkness, there was a huge pool of blood in front of him, filled with sticky blood.
It opened its mouth and swallowed the blood. In the dim light, two fangs were faintly visible.
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 Field suddenly reached its peak, because in mid-air, a blood-red figure was falling from the sky.
"King of Killing, King of Killing, King of Killing..." The shouting made the Fallen ones hoarse, but they had no intention of stopping.
Li Luochen looked at the figure in the sky, with a calm demeanor. He was just trying to scare him. Would the King of Slaughter dare to touch him? My father, Zhang... Bah, bah, a disciple of the Spirit Hall, dare to touch him? A tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak. With a pale face and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, his body slowly descended from the air, as if he didn't need to be 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 seemed to have a unique charm that caused all the fallen people to develop 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?
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 Road to Hell, because everyone who has seen it is dead, or in other words, has become a sacrifice for the opening of the Road to Hell.
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 over 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 to open the road to hell." The low voice of the King of Killing 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.
The blood flowed into the field. It did not spread in a straight line. On the ground, grooves appeared at some point. The blood flowed into them, 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)