Douluo: Conquer The Goddess From A Small Grass

Chapter 138 Nightmare Coming, God of Slaughter (Part 2)

“So, you want to draw him in?” The Slaughter King said coldly: “Do you think he will accept our kindness?”

The woman looked a little confused, she didn’t seem to understand why the Slaughter King said so.

Isn’t that what everyone dreams of coming to the city of killing and becoming a subordinate of the king of killing?

“Yin Ji, it seems that you are more stupid than I thought…” Seeing the woman’s confused face, the Slaughter King said lightly.

“Why? Great King, don’t you want our city of killing to become stronger?”

“In this world, although we are hidden underground and under the control of the Martial Soul Hall, as long as we have the strength of the other party, the Martial Soul Hall dare not confront us.”

“Wang, aren’t you afraid that the Martial Soul Palace will suddenly tear up the agreement one day and attack the Slaughter City?”

The Slaughter King said coldly: “The Martial Soul Hall has no time to take care of us now. I received the news that a few months ago, Martial Soul Hall broke out an amazing battle?”

“The Great Enshrined Thousand Daoliu was seriously injured, and Elder who enshrined the temple has a handful of deaths.”

“The current Martial Soul Hall is still in internal fighting, and the power of the Enshrine Hall has been greatly reduced, and their rights have been repeatedly emptied by the Pope Hall.”

“If the news is true, at least for the next five years, the Martial Soul Palace will have no time to talk about the Slaughter City.”

“On the contrary, Bibi Dong will rely more on us, because only we have the ability to help her solve a group of people who are contrary to her wishes.”

“Furthermore, according to the source’s description, this king is 80% sure that the strong man who just entered is the peerless master who has compromised the strength of Martial Soul Palace by more than half…”

Martial Soul Palace actually lost so many Title Douluos in World War I?

Hearing this news, Yin Ji couldn’t help taking a breath. In so many battles throughout the ages, there has never been a battle where Title Douluo has lost more than three people.

You should know that it was a Title Douluo, there were extremely rare existences in the entire continent, and each one was of the national treasure level.

And even more than seven Title Douluo fell in a battle, is this starting a world war?

What shocked her even more was that, listening to the meaning of the King of Slaughter, the instigator of this battle was actually the young man she looked forward to.

How can this be?

How old is he?

“Great King of Slaughter, are you afraid that the addition of this strong man will bring unpredictable results to the Slaughter Capital.”

The King of Slaughter fell silent. After a long while, he sighed heavily and said: “The City of Slaughter needs a killing machine that absolutely obeys the willingness to kill.”

“Only by losing our own people in endless killings can we become our most perfect subordinates,”

“But, what if the opponent’s goal is not this?”

Yin Ji shook her whole body and lost her voice: “Wang, do you mean that this strong man came to the Slaughter House to become the God of Killing?”

The Slaughter King waved his hand and said: “The Slaughter is the refuge left by that person when he left this world a thousand years ago.”

“He uses the supreme spirit power to isolate the passage between the killing capital and reality. Only by passing his test and becoming one of his heirs can he use spirit abilities within the scope permitted by the rules.”

“However, because the time spent in the killing is too long, no one knows if that strong man will sink into killing intent and become unable to extricate himself and become a killing machine after passing his test.”

“So, for us, every appearance of a murderer is a huge crisis.”

Yin Ji nodded thoughtfully and said, “Isn’t there such an instruction on the wall of the fable of the capital of killing? The killing god is coming, The Underworld disaster.”

“The previous few times, every time the Killing God appeared, it caused heavy damage to the Slaughter City. If it does come again this time, I am afraid…”

“Great King, how about this? We arrange the messenger to follow him…”

Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light had already spewed out from the eyes of the Slaughter King. The surrounding air became viscous obviously, and a strong smell of blood scattered everywhere.

The cold female voice suddenly let out a sharp scream that didn’t look like a human, and a raised body trembled violently in the corner.

The shattered black clothes and the white skin under the black shirt formed an extremely shocking force.

The dim red light fell on Yin Ji’s poignant face, and immediately gave birth to a feeling of pity for me.

“Stupid, don’t think I can talk nonsense if I pet you,”

“The rules of The Underworld Killing Fields, the duel between the strong come from the will of God, which cannot be secretly controlled by us!”

“Moreover, the fallen with fifty victories have been paid attention to by the Death Mark. In a sense, they have become seed players.”

“If any Killing God knows that we intend to change the rules and welcome us, it will be the anger from the Killing God. It is truly a devastating disaster for the City of Killing.”

“Under the coverage of their killing god Realm, any spirit master can restore the use of spirit abilities. Otherwise, why do you think I should compromise with them?”

“Once there are hundreds of powerful soul saints who can use spirit abilities erupt together, the entire killing capital will be destroyed. This is the nightmare of the killing capital.”

Yin Ji stood up hard, wiped the blood stains from the corners of her lips, and bowed and said, “Then, respectable king, what can I do for you?”

The Slaughter King’s eyebrows drooped slightly, as if thinking about something, suddenly. He raised his head and said gloomily: “No more than 50 games, it doesn’t mean we can’t do anything!”

“Don’t disturb him for now, give him the best of everything he wants,”

“Three days later, arrange a game, let Tie Buddha take action, and nail him to the killing field of The Underworld.”

“If you can’t die, then arrange for him to see me…”

Yin Ji nodded and was about to leave. Suddenly, there was an abnormal cough in the Slaughter King’s throat, and then, a strange red light appeared in his eyes.

Yin Ji’s figure trembled slightly, and her nightmare moment came again.

With a “boom”, the Slaughter King waved his big hand, and in front of him, a burst of liquid surging sound constantly sounded.

Along with this action, a strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire room,

In front of the Throne of the Slaughter King, at some point, a huge blood pool was built, filled with sticky blood.

If Fang Xu was present at this moment, he would instantly understand that it turned out that the City of Slaughter needed so much blood, and it was actually prepared for the King of Slaughter.

Only a small part is really reserved for the use of the fallen.

The King of Slaughter opened his big mouth, and under the dim light, two pointed fangs were vaguely exposed.

“Gudong, Gudong,” a thick dark red liquid flew out from in front of him, and he opened his mouth and was swallowed into his abdomen.

The red light quickly disappeared the body of the Slaughter King. At this moment, the beard and hair of the Slaughter King, who had a face of more than 70, turned black in an instant. After swallowing a mouthful of blood, he seemed to be dozens of years younger.

“Wang, you are so strong…” Yin Ji’s tender white hands were familiarly attached to the other’s body, The next moment, a violent gasp followed…