Douluo: Xin Shu

To be repaired...

What is Tang Chen's obsession?

Break through level 100.

Qiandaoliu has the shadow of the angel god, and Bo Saixi is a believer of the sea god.

He is the only one who has cultivated his soul power to level ninety-nine by relying on his own efforts.

“If you want to marry, you will only marry God.”

Bo Saixi's words have been echoing repeatedly in Tang Chen's ears.

It was a hurdle that could never be overcome, but it was the only way to hold on to his last line of mental defense.

Bewitched by the evil god?

The reason why Tang Cheng couldn't get through the final hurdle may be partly due to this, but ultimately, it still lies within himself.

Without the interference of Rakshasa God, there will be others.

"If you don't become a god, you won't return."

With his pride, Tang Chen left behind the sect that wanted to grow, Bo Saixi who hated to meet him so late, and the Wuhun Palace that was eyeing him. With that obsession, he broke into the Shura God's palace. In the last test, it is inevitable that he will ultimately fail in his obsession.

Indeed, obsession can make people persist.

However, if God Shura wants to judge right and wrong in this world, how can he not put aside his own obsession?

Bo Saixi is the chief priest of the Poseidon Temple, and Qiandaoliu is the chief priest of the Angel Temple. Neither of them is destined to be a god.

Tang Chen's talent was considered excellent, but the moment he chose God Shura, he also lost the chance to become a god.

In the inheritance of any other god, he actually has the possibility of success. But he chose the most unlikely Shura.

I can only say that time is also fate.

It can only be said that Tang Chen did not fulfill his destiny as Shura God.

"Congratulations, young King Shura."

Under the shouts of everyone, a low blessing suddenly came from all directions, from far to near.

This sentence didn't make much sense at first, but it made Tang San, standing in the center of the field, feel an unprecedented sense of oppression for some reason.

The relaxation he had just gained by releasing his murderous aura was swept away at this moment.

"The King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter!..."

Just now, Tang San ended today's Hell Killing Fields. This was his hundredth game in the Killing City.

According to regulations, the King of Slaughter should appear and open up the path to hell full of mystery for him.

But what Tang San never expected was that the King of Slaughter was so powerful. Judging from the aura alone, he was at least much stronger than his father.

His father is a level ninety-five titled Douluo.

Amidst the shouts of the Fallen who were even louder than before, the blood-red figure that made others feel excited but made Tang San tense up slowly descended from the sky.

What is he doing?

At this time, Ning Xinli, who was hiding in the corner, and Tang San, who was standing in the center of the field, looked into the air with confusion, where the King of Slaughter was staying.

What was wrapped under the huge scarlet cloak was a body that looked quite tall. The other person had such a physique, but the exposed skin was an extremely unhealthy pale color.

On the contrary, the other party must have been living in this kind of ghost place without sunshine or rain for decades, so why is it so strange that he would become like this?

Looking up at the King of Slaughter above him, Tang San couldn't help but feel tense. It was a particularly strange feeling.

It was like meeting one's own relatives.

But, how is this possible?

His father should be the only relative still alive.

I mentally persuaded myself not to think too much. Maybe it was just because the other person's eyes were so weird that I felt this way.

What kind of eyes are they? They are all blood red, like madness or fanaticism. There is an emotion in the pupils that is difficult to sort out, and it seems to be mixed with paranoia about something.

"Today, I am very happy.

Because after more than 20 years, a strong man who is victorious has once again appeared in our killing city.

As usual, I will give you a chance to choose: stay or leave. "

Tang San had been working hard for such a long time, and he still needed to think about how to choose. He almost said his choice without hesitation, but he still resisted the urge and stood there quietly waiting for the King of Slaughter. Say what he wants to say.

"Don't be in a hurry to make a choice. Wait until I explain it clearly. It's not too late for you to make a decision after you think it through.

You are not a person who likes to indulge yourself. If this is the case, then I think you will definitely find a way to get out of here. After all, compared to the quagmire here, the stage outside is broader.

But what I want to say is that when I say stay, I don’t mean to prevent you from leaving the Killing City, but to accept my ban.

The City of Killing needs strong men. If you accept my title, you will be a guest here, and you can freely enter and leave the City of Killing without any restrictions. "

Of course, the premise is not to go against him.

In other words, at best, he was a guest from the Killing City, but at worst, he was similar to those black-armored knights.

As long as you get the authorization from the King of Slaughter——

They can normally display their respective soul skills in this killing city. Of course, if the King of Slaughter wants to take back this privilege, he can do so anytime and anywhere.

After all, this honor was bestowed upon them by the King of Slaughter.

"Of course, if you choose to leave, you may not be able to leave successfully.

The road to hell is not that easy to get through. If not, we wouldn't have only made it past eight in a thousand years. "

So these two choices are actually not to stay or leave, but to leave easily and narrowly escape death.

If you just want to leave here, then the former is definitely the best choice. However, if he just wanted to leave here, why would Tang San come to the muddy waters of this killing city?

If he were his father, he would definitely choose the road to hell. This should be his last test in this killing city.

He is bound to win the realm of the God of Killing.

"King of Slaughter, I appreciate your kindness.

As you said, I am not a self-indulgent person, nor am I here to hide from my enemies.

Participating in the Hell Killing Fields was purely to improve my own actual combat capabilities.

Going through the road to hell and becoming the ninth god of death in this world is my ultimate goal here. "

Others may not be very clear about the identity of King Shura. As the ruler here, how could the King of Slaughter be unclear about it.

Reason told him that he could not move this person.

Because he knew that the person who led King Shura here two years ago was the seventh killing god in the city of killing for thousands of years.

That was the real God of Killing, not the guest he had just promised to King Shura. He had actually gone through hell.

Anyone who has crossed the road to hell will have the realm of the God of Death, which is an existence recognized by the City of Killing.