Chapitre 449: Hell Slaughter Arena (1)
Tang San had already learned what Bloody Mary was before coming here. Human blood. According to what he saw, that person just now should have had to contribute who knew how much blood in order to become like that. Perhaps he wouldn't be able to endure much longer.
"When contributing so much Bloody Mary, wouldn't they get taken advantage of?"
Tang San frowned.
The black masked young woman said:
"No, right now you're on the outskirts of Slaughter City, it's not the true Slaughter City. Only the inner city is the truly lawless place. Contributing Bloody Mary and struggling on at death's door can only be done in the outer city, and casual murder isn't allowed here. Only those warriors who have survived the Hell Slaughter Arena have the qualifications to live in the inner city. Of course, the pleasures that can be obtained there are greater than outside, but it's also where you can face the test of death at any time."
"In other words, Slaughter City is a completely different world. Then what is Slaughter City's food source? There shouldn't be anything that grows in a place like this, and nobody to plant."
As Tang San spoke, his gaze was on that black masked young woman the whole time. His Purple Demon Eye wasn't a spirit ability, and naturally it wouldn't be restricted. In this brief time, he had simply experimented. The additional abilities of spirit bones wouldn't be influenced by the peculiar domain here.
The black masked young woman's face changed slightly,
"I'm sorry, I don't know. I'm unable to answer."
Tang San indifferently said:
"Then doesn't Spirit Hall know about this place? If they knew, as they're always posing as righteous, why wouldn't they come to eliminate you?"
His questions could even be said to lack any politeness, but there was a lot of learning within. Even though Slaughter City was an underground world cut off from the outside, since his father knew about it, and since there were so many people in the tavern outside when he arrived, it showed that there was no lack of guides to this place outside.
The black masked woman laughed coldly,
"So what if they know? Spirit hall wouldn't move against us to any extent. First let alone the benefits they can gain from this place, there's not a single advantage to them in destroying Slaughter City. Mister 9528, don't forget that it's practically impossible for people who can enter Slaughter City to leave. And to be able to come here, all are humans brimming with depravity and sin. This place doesn't have any relation to the outside world. Slaughter City is like a special prison, a place helping Spirit Hall to detain convicts whose sins are great. You asked why Spirit Hall doesn't destroy this place? They're probably eager to have even more vile people come here."
Tang San's face revealed a cold smile. It really was as he thought. The existence of this Slaughter City was established with the indulgence of Spirit Hall. No matter what was said, even if spirit abilities couldn't be used here, its strength still couldn't compare to the Spirit Hall that covered the Continent.
As they walked along the street, there were gradually more people to the sides. Practically every face displayed an unhealthy pallor, and even more were emaciated.
No need to ask, these were all people that didn't dare enter Hell Slaughter Arena, and relied on giving two cups of Bloody Mary each month to struggle on at death's door.
Tang San's own experience with drinking that cup of Bloody Mary was still fresh on his memory. He clearly remembered that the cup contained nearly half a jin, making it one jin of blood each month.
One or two months might not be an issue, but continuing like this in this sunless place, how would the body be able to endure?
Tang San thought in his heart that, perhaps, this Slaughter City was originally secretly backed by Spirit hall, otherwise, where would a city like this get food from? Where would they get all kinds of goods?
On either side of the streets in the outer city were simple black stone houses, and on even intervals along the road, there would be places to eat. A lot of people stood there in rows, waiting to receive food. The impression they gave was also little more than beggars. As for what was called the paradise of crime, what was called pleasure, there was basically none.
The black masked young woman gave a simple explanation for all of this. Sinners were separated into three, six, nine and so on, and only the truly formidable sinners could find pleasure in paradise. As for useless rubbish, they had no right to enjoy themselves.
The city was even bigger than Tang San had imagined. After walking for more than an hour, Tang San had some familiarity with the outer city, and the black masked young woman had brought him to a city wall.
Compared to the outer walls, this wall wasn't so high, only ten meters or so at its tallest. Very clearly, behind this wall lay Slaughter City's inner city.
The gates were wide open, and there were no guards. The black masked young woman indifferently gave Tang San an introduction:
"The inner city doesn't need guards. The people of the outer city only need to have the courage to enter to walk inside at any time. Of course, once inside, they must endure the unknown of the world inside. You've just arrived in Slaughter City, so I suggest you best live in the outer city for a time. Once you've adapted to everything here, it's fine to enter the inner city. After we enter the inner city in a moment, please don't stray more than five meters from my side, otherwise I won't be able to guarantee your safety."
"Is it safe with you?"
Tang San somewhat laughing asked.
The black masked young woman gave him a glance, revealing a not particularly beautiful arrogant light flashing through her eyes underneath the black muslin,
"I'm an envoy of the Slaughter King. In Slaughter City, there is nobody who dares offend the dignity of the Slaughter King. The twelve hours after you enter this world is the rookie protection period, having me at your side is the best protection of your life. After this period, your life and death can only be decided by Heaven."
There was still a rookie protection period. It seemed that this Slaughter City really had its own system.
Without the slightest hesitation, Tang San entered the inner city together with the black masked young woman.
Only one step into the inner city, Tang San immediately felt an entirely different atmosphere from the outer city.
If the outer city was described as a cold and deathly still world, then the inner city was a luxurious and frantic world. Lights of all colors could be seen everywhere, and there were a lot more people than in the outer city, as different as black and white from the atmosphere outside.
The inner city was extremely chaotic. Everywhere were excited laughter and agonized wails, as well as numerous absolutely horrifying sounds.
As far as the eye could see, in a corner on the left side an extremely tall and sturdy man pulled an ample woman by the hair, his lower body pounding forcefully, unburdening his desire in public under numerous gazes. A crowd stood in a circle around them, cheering him on.
On the other side, three or four people were wildly beating up a young man. Tang San saw one of that man's arms being torn off, the person who tore it off still holding it and chewing on it with big bites.
"Rather than calling this a paradise of crime, it's more like a world of beasts."
Tang San said indifferently.
Light flashed in the eyes of the black masked young woman next to him, speaking in a low voice:
"Do you have the authority to dispute the Slaughter King? If it's like that, the great Slaughter King will inevitably erase you from this place. Since you've come here, you can only comply with the rules.
Tang San looked at her, declining to comment,
"Bring me to Hell Slaughter Arena."
The black masked young woman was clearly somewhat resentful towards him, and this time didn't say anything else, rather stepping out into the inner city with large strides.
The inner city could indeed be called an extravagant place, or perhaps rotten. Like the black masked young woman said, at her side, even though a lot of ill intentioned gazes fell on Tang San, nobody stepped forward to harass him.
In this place, Tang San's heart constantly contracted. In his eyes were reflected too many things he had never seen.
Men and women could be fucking in the streets at any time, there were even some who killed in the middle of the act. Tang San clearly saw a man at the moment of orgasm get his throat cut by a blade the woman below him spit out of her mouth.
And that gaudy woman sucked the scarlet liquid flowing from the man's throat with spastic jerks.
Despite having no food in his stomach, Tang San still almost threw up several times. His loathing of this world multiplied exponentially.
He suddenly discovered that, in this city, there was basically no need for his meticulous control, killing intent still unceasingly gushed out. It seemed as if only by slaughter could he discharge the violent currents stored within his heart.
As they walked, there was suddenly a disturbance up ahead. Several dozen people stood in a circle, and there was moreover blood curdling screams constantly echoing from their midst.
A whiff of blood was violently emitted from within, and the circle of spectators got out of the way to open up a path, a figure slowly moving away from the middle.
Seeing this person, Tang San unconsciously stopped walking, his eyes displaying an unconcealable astonishment. He had never expected that in this city of sin, Slaughter City, he would actually see someone he recognized.
Walking out from the middle of the crowd was a young woman. Dressed entirely in black, long hair combed neatly behind her and tied with a piece of rope. She held a more than one chi long dagger, glittering with cold light.
A pair of beautiful eyes glittered, brimming with bewitching charm. Compared to those women he'd seen on the streets before, she was like a blue lotus untainted by mud.
A close to perfect figure, and the previous different ice cold temper, none failed to draw people's attention.
A drop of blood quietly rolled off that glossy like a mirror dagger in her hand. The eyes of the people standing in a circle and watching her held a fearful expression.
That's right, Tang San knew this person. Two years ago, before he had followed his father far and wide, this woman had fallen before him.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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