svetikya Chapter 36 Entering the City of Slaughter, Destroying the Nine Trials.
Chapter 36 Entering the City of Slaughter, Destroying the Nine Trials.
Chapter 36 Entering the City of Slaughter, Destroying the Nine Trials.
"Nine Trials of Destruction, First Trial: Passing the Road to Hell."
Su Mo was overwhelmed by the sudden surprise, and his body trembled involuntarily with excitement.
He had no idea why he was chosen by the God of Destruction. Could it be because of Tang San?
Moreover, the first test was exactly what I was going to do, which was too much of a coincidence.
Without hesitation, Su Mo jumped into the cave.
After an unknown amount of time, they finally landed, and a troop of black-armored cavalry came rushing from afar.
"You broke the rules!"
The lead knight's voice was incredibly cold, not at all like a human voice.
Su Mo, however, was sensing subtle changes within himself.
The City of Slaughter has special rules: all Soul Ring skills are unusable, and only the most basic power and Martial Soul form can be used.
However, the skills of the Soul Bone are unrestricted, as are its secret techniques.
In other words, Su Mo still has six skills, covering defense, recovery, flight, teleportation, and attack.
Here, even titled Douluo risk being killed by Su Mo.
The system's voice echoed in Su Mo's ears.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for making your choice. Rewards are being distributed.]
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained a 100,000-year soul ring of your choice. Would you like to use it immediately?]
"no."
Su Mo thought to himself.
He is still within the City of Slaughter; if he were to absorb it rashly, he would inevitably be surrounded and attacked.
"So what if I broke the rules?"
Su Mo said calmly.
"Defeat me, or be defeated by me!"
The lead knight, holding a long spear, spoke proudly.
"I am Scott, the Dread Knight!"
After Scott finished speaking, his warhorse suddenly accelerated and charged towards Su Mo.
Su Mo gripped the Myriad Shadows Sword tightly; the Nine Swords of Dugu could still be used here.
Broken Gun Style!
Su Mo, holding his sword, suddenly raised it and swung it again.
Scott's four-meter-long lance was knocked down.
"How is that possible?"
Scott looked at Su Mo in disbelief, then at the knight's lance on the ground.
The swordsmanship of the brat in front of him was something he had never heard of before, and he couldn't fathom its moves at all.
"May I leave now?"
Su Mo smiled faintly.
"sure."
Scott's voice became extremely respectful.
If Su Mo had wanted to kill him just now, he wouldn't have been able to fight back at all.
He dismounted, took out a black plaque from his waist, and respectfully handed it over.
"This is your entry pass; someone will guide you at the city gate."
Su Mo casually took it.
The sign has a skull engraved on it, with the number 9438 below it.
A pure black city sat before Su Mo, and a purple moon hung in the sky above the city.
Su Mo walked straight toward the city gate, where the words "Slaughter City" were hung high above the massive gate.
At the city gate, a masked girl in black had been waiting for a long time.
"Welcome to the City of Slaughter."
The girl's voice was as clear and melodious as a silver bell, completely out of place in this gloomy world.
"Come with me."
Su Mo followed behind the girl, listening to her explain the rules of this place.
"Newcomers will be protected for twelve hours upon entering the Killing City. After twelve hours, you will officially become a member of the Killing City."
"There is no currency in the Killing City. All food and drink are provided free of charge. Blood and skulls obtained from killing opponents can be used to exchange for items."
"You can do anything here, as long as you're capable."
"Each fallen one must enter the hellish killing field once a year, or contribute two Bloody Marys each month."
"Win one hundred matches in the Hellish Killing Arena, and you can leave this place."
The girl talked for a long time, then led Su Mo to a group of houses.
"You can choose any house to move into; they are all unclaimed."
"Take me to the inner city."
Su Mo didn't even glance at the houses, and spoke directly.
The girl in black frowned slightly and questioned, "Are you sure? Killing is not allowed indiscriminately in the outer city, but no one in the inner city can guarantee your safety."
"certainly."
Su Mo said calmly.
"Okay, but keep a distance of five meters from me, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety."
After saying that, the girl in black led Su Mo toward the inner city.
Upon entering the inner city, countless scenes unimaginable to outsiders came into view.
"Extravagance" is an understatement to describe this place; it should be described as decadent.
A strong stench of blood mingled with the scent of photinia flowers permeated the entire city.
Following beside the girl in black, countless menacing eyes swept over Su Mo.
Su Mo frowned. The bottom line here was even lower than he had imagined. Killing someone in the street was considered a minor offense here.
"Take me to the hellish killing field."
Upon hearing this, the girl in black remained silent.
She led Su Mo directly into the Hell Slaughter Arena.
This place is similar to the Soto Arena, except there are more dead people here.
"A Bloody Mary is a must for watching the game."
The girl in black suddenly spoke.
Su Mo ignored him and walked straight toward the registration area.
Registering with an identity token, I was quickly matched into a battle.
In the stands sat countless fallen spectators.
In the bloody killing field, Su Mo stood beside nine Fallen Ones, their killing intent palpable.
They stared intently at Su Mo, like hungry wolves eyeing their prey.
One of them suddenly spoke up: "Brothers, I have a suggestion."
"That kid looks like a newbie, why don't we take him out first?"
"I agree."
"I agree!"
The other eight echoed this sentiment, already regarding Su Mo as fish on a chopping board.
"That guy in white is in trouble. He was matched against Blood Demon, who had won nineteen games in a row, in the very first match. You have to understand that Blood Demon is a Soul Saint."
"And that guy with the knife, isn't he the Mad Blade who won seven straight games?"
"This newcomer is really pitiful; they've probably been cheated."
In the stands, the crowd sighed as they looked at Su Mo, not believing he could survive even a second longer.
"Are you sure you want to make an example of me?"
Su Mo looked at everyone, and his spirit rings suddenly appeared.
Clad in red, Mad Blade sneered, "So what if I'm a Soul Emperor? I even killed a Soul Saint yesterday."
"Looks like this kid really is a newbie. What good are four ten-thousand-year soul rings?"
"Ten, nine, eight"
The referee's voice rang out, and the battle was about to begin.
As soon as the word "one" fell, everyone rushed towards Su Mo.
Su Mo quietly looked at the nine people, standing still as if he were a mountain.
He looked down on all the people present.
He doesn't even have a single Soul Douluo, and he's too lazy to use his Soul Bone.
"Hahaha, this kid's scared out of his wits!"
One of them saw Su Mo standing still and laughed wildly.
Mad Blade was the first to approach Su Mo. He suddenly leaped up and swung his broadsword at Su Mo's head.
But what awaited him was the Myriad Shadows Sword.
He could only watch as he was pierced through, unable to do anything of value.
"He has some skill."
Seeing Su Mo easily deal with the Mad Blade, the Blood Demon hurriedly stopped and chose to watch from the sidelines.
Su Mo swung his sword once, twice, three times, four times.
With just a simple Seven Swords, the other seven people all died instantly, leaving only Su Mo and Blood Demon alive in the arena.
(End of this chapter)