Chapitre 87: 3 months
{AN: As I never read any fanfic about Slaughter City I will at least finish this arc. In this there will also be another plot twist, that I really don't know if it would like to people}
3 months passed and I only participated four more times in the Hell Slaughter Arena, they were rather easy, knowing that there wasn't any enemy that needed to take into a count I let myself go wild, further improving my Killing Intent. In my third match, I tried to control it a little and tried to use both, Killing and Death, at the same time. The result was not what I was waiting, the Death Intent swallowed the other one due to being more powerful. There was also a recoil for trying to use both at the same time that almost cost me my left arm. That recoil caused an explosion that killed all my rivals, that day I almost died after the match. It seems that a better equilibrium between both will be required.
I couldn't use my left arm and my intent was unstable and unusable, so it took all myself and a lot of almost lethal injuries to crawl to my room. This caused not trying to enter again at the Arena for one month.
It wasn't so bad, I learned from the experience and I was alive. I also really wasn't to finish the 100 victories very quickly, my idea now was slowly improving my strength, it will be bad if the Slaughter King take notice of me. Now is not the time to meet him.
For my intents they improved, simply living here, surrounded by depravity, where death is as common as breathing my comprehension grew every day, making this the perfect mimicry environment.
For my room's door, it was broken 3 times, I reacted quickly killing the assailants without much problem. After little time one brown-masked man came substituting the door for a new one.
The rule of no rules was not entirely correct. The truth was that the City wasn't too different from the outside world looking at the broad picture. It was simply that outside people will try to hide their actions and here it's all more open. As the monarch, you should respect the Slaughter King. And don't think of this City as a place where the weak die, the truth is that the weakest is the one that died less. Like every society, you need work labor to maintain a bit, so there are slaves with brown masks who are responsible to maintain a minimum of comfort and hygiene in the city, if not for them this will become in a landfill in no time. They were protected by the Slaughter King and it was punished injuring them.
Of course, you could kill anyone that looked bad at you without much of a reason, but it was only because the King permits you. Like outside, the strong make the rules. If you were strong enough to kill the Slaughter King you could do whatever you want, at the same time, if you have the power to subjugate every one in the outside world, the power of a god, you will also have the right to do everything you want. So not much different, it's simply that in here, nobody cares to hide it.
Some women literally threw at my feet asking to be fucked, but really, they aren't my style, even if some had a great body, all of them were too bitches for me, too dirty. I prefer the cleaner and bashful type and I really doubt that I would find it in this place. There's also the fact that a lot of death occurred while you are in the act, and it's not my idea of sex, needing to be aware that your partner doesn't try to stab you when you climax. I was fed up with them, so to discourage them from even tried I started cutting the head of everyone who asked or tried. After the 4th one, they completely stopping showing themselves.
I signed for another match and today was when it would occur. I went to the Arena, I started to know the people near me, the majority didn't dare to even look at my eyes in fright of their death, but there was a lot that continued daring, it seems that only 5 victories in the Arena are too little.
I entered the ring from one of the 10 doors while another 9 people also entered, stepping on the ring I observed all my opponents. At the sight of one, I couldn't help to open my eyes widely, it was the same for the other participants. He had long brown hair, was wearing a blue kimono and held a katana in his left side. The fucking Ripper the Painter!
I turned my head to a special part of the audience, it was a place with a throne, only used by the own Slaughter King. Yeah. It was occupied by him, a tall and slim man covered by a scarlet coat, he had a very pale face with shining blood-colored eyes.
[Fuck! Fuck! I don't know if he already took notice of me or it was a causality. But this goes against my plan]
Before starting the match, came a black-masked woman. It was strange for these matches to have an announcer, but with the Slaughter King presence, it may be the usual.
"Today is a very special match!" Shouted the black-masked woman "We have the great honor to the great and matchless, monarch of the city, the Slaughter King!" She bowed turning to the Slaughter King and then continued her speech "Today Ripper the Painter will have his 100 matches, if he wins this match, he will be crowned champion of the Arena, obtaining the permission to live in the City all his life as a guest of the King or deciding to try luck leaving the City opening the Hell Road. Let's cheer for him!"
The audience cheered madly. Now that I noticed it, the audience was the greatest, surely to see his 100 victory. Even if Ripper is strong I don't think that I will have any problem against him, he is suppressed by the domain of Slaughter City while I am buffed by it, even if he is has higher cultivation or comprehension it won't matter here. The problem is the Slaughter King, it too soon and I am not ready to meet him if it comes to the worst he might kill me. I decided I would act as mad as possible using only killing intent, trying to finish my rivals showing the less possible.
When we were all at the ring forming a circle the masked woman shouted "Start the Onslaught!"
I charged to the Ripper like the other 8 people. With a powerful opponent like him, it was normal for all to join forces to kill him, thinking later about killing the others, knowing that the possibility to kill him alone it was 0.
"Finally this test will finish" said the Ripper positioning in an unsheathing position. I invoked my black sword, even infusing the killing intent, its black color perdure. Ripped unsheath his sword, this simple act decapitated one person, he continued with light and swift swings he started killing all the other participants, unlike his other match, he was killing them with effectively, without cutting extremities, the majority cutting the neck. Surrounded by the other people that limited my movement, I stopped and parried one of his swings letting myself being pushed away.
After 10 seconds he finally stopped and the only people alive were him and me.
He looked at me "You're not bad, but really unlucky to fight against me" He charged to me, his katana in front.
"Maybe you're the unlucky one, so near to victory and you died here" I grinned surrounding my sword by red aura full of Killing Intent and charged toward him.
Looking at my manifestation of intent he was shocked, but this didn't change even for a moment his movement, showing his great experience. Both of us swung our sword, him upwards while I cut downwards. Both clashed with great force, he tried to parry my sword following its blade, but my intent blocked him, receiving all the impact.
A katana was a long and thin sword, focused on quick and swift attacks, but it's not the best sword to defend. My sword with the Killing Intent was more powerful, he was pushed 10 meters away, with some blood leaving from his mouth.
It seems that his katana is his own spirit, if not I'm sure that I would have broken in that clash.
I grinned at him "You continue thinking that you could win?". He had a shocked face, but kept his calm and cleaned his blood. As I was about to charge forward my sword trembled. It was a light tremble, it became even greater and seemed to resonance with something, the direction was where Ripper stood. Looking at Ripper he also looked at his katana and was also trembling.
Ripper pointed his katana at me and smiled "It seems that I'm lucky. To think that you were another tester. My strength will increase again"
"WTF are you talking?!" I shouted at him.
"I fight of swords to dictate who is the best. The winner taking the loser" He opened his eyes. Then an impossible thing happened, from his sword started emerging waves, surging water started to flow around his sword. He clenched his sword with both arms and like strong waves surged from him, coming towards me.
"Fuck! A domain" I cursed. It was a domain, how could he activated his intent and domain in Slaughter City. It seems that if I want to survive I should use all my strength here, without hiding anything.
A black aura extended from me <Sword Domain: Death>. Both, my black aura and the waves, clashed. It didn't pass too much time that they started fusing forming a dark blue domain around us. It seemed that I was underwater but it didn't seem to affect my movement.
"Let's start a battle honoring our God!" Ripper shouted charging towards me.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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