36 Slaughter King (1/2)

”Congratulations, young Asura kid.”

A deep and sharp voice suddenly came from every direction. The killing intent Ryu released unexpectedly was instantly poured in reverse by this voice, once again pressed into his body, immediately making Ryu's expression turn pale.

The atmosphere in the Hell Slaughter Arena immediately rose to its peak, because in midair, a blood red silhouette just dropped from the sky.

”Slaughter King, Slaughter King, Slaughter King...”

The degenerates shouted until their throats were hoarse, without showing the slightest intention of stopping.

Ryu's heart shivered, gazing at that scarlet figure in the air.

That was a tall man, his whole body wrapped up in an enormous scarlet cloak.

Pale face, a pair of completely blood red eyes, he descended gently from the air, apparently not suffering the constraints of any gravity.

Ryu had once seen the same sight with Tang Hao. He could be certain that this falling from the air Slaughter King was definitely a Title Douluo level power.

The Slaughter King's gaze fell on the spectators of the Hell Slaughter

Arena.

”I'm very excited, to witness the birth of a genius Slaughter Arena powers here today. It has already been decades since the appearance of a hundred victories, now appearing in the form of a child. Relying on their own formidable strength and terrifying murderous spirit, they make you tremble, yes?”

Yes—— Yes—— Yes——”

The Slaughter King seemed to possess a unique charisma, instilling a close to berserk worship in all the degenerates who saw him. From him, Tang San could catch a faint scent, a somewhat intoxicating scent. Unfortunately, this influence wasn't very large on him.

The Slaughter King lowered his head, looking at Ryu,

”Asura kid, Thank you for letting me feel the existence of passion. One hundred victories, very good. In order to honor your achievement, I've decided to make an exception and award you the title of Deathgod. From today on, you can both leave and enter Slaughter City as you wish. And moreover, be treated as my ranking Slaughter City guests.”

Ryu smiled calmly,

”My goal in coming here was to take a walk on that Hell Road. Slaughter King, I appreciate your kind intentions. Please open the entrance to Hell Road. I wish to walk this trial.

”Since it's like that, take a walk on the Hell Road. If you can pass the trials of the Hell Road and become a new generation of Deathgods, please pass along my regards to your elders.”

The Slaughter King's intonation had clearly become cold, even to the extent it held a mocking meaning. Hell Road, was it truly so easy to break through? 'it still won't be so easy.'

Dense red smoke abruptly discharged from the Slaughter King, the tremendous aura forcing Ryu to swiftly retreat, directly withdrawing more than ten meters before they could manage to stand steady.

What the Slaughter King released really wasn't killing intent, but rather an extremely vicious aura, making people's bone marrow stiffen from cold.

The sinister cold red ripples slowly dispersed, in practically a few blinks of an eye, it had already spread through the entire arena.

Each and every one of the degenerates in the audience seats were extremely excited, they all wanted to see the opening of the Hell Road. However, what they didn't know was that their own lives had already reached the end.

Besides the Deathgods and the Slaughter King, nobody had ever seen the opening of the Hell Road before. Because the people who saw it had all died. Or one might say, they had all become the offering to open the Hell Road.

Ryu very soon discovered that even though the red light emanating from the Slaughter King gave him great pressure, it really wasn't directed at him, but at the surrounding stands.

The originally frantically cheering degenerates gradually grew quiet as the red light fell on the stands. The expression of each degenerate gradually grew lifeless, then from lifeless to blood congested red. Before long, the red light formed an enormous barrier over the entire Hell Slaughter Arena. Painful miserable shrieks began to resound from those first touched by the red light.

Influenced by the red light, those degenerates seemed to go half insane, doing their utmost to scratch their faces, their bodies... Degenerates capable of surviving in the inner city had, for the most part, a certain strength. Right now their full strength was completely brought to bear on themselves. Even to the extent that those resounding screams still held a note of excited joy, as if obtaining unlimited pleasure in this self-mutilation. Skin rolling up, blood splattering all around. They even scooped out the internal organs from within their bodies. Completely insane.

Stopping only once their life had completely left them. This change spread and affected more and more until it extended to everyone present.

Even though Ryu had experienced immeasurable massacre here in Slaughter City, confronting such a large scale terrifying scene, his faces still turned pale, feeling as if the murderous spirit within him grew more and more difficult to suppress.

Looking at this, we could saw a vicious current flash through Ryu's eyes. As long as they were human, as long as they had a shred of humanity, watching this scene, they would also be brimming with loathing towards Slaughter City.

Blood spilled on the ground and started to condense. The large quantities of blood were like little brooks, flowing down unremarkable little channels below the audience seats and spilled into the center of the Slaughter Arena. Countless streams of red liquid could clearly be seen flowing into the ring like little serpents.

Ryu's fist unconsciously tightened, rich killing intent constantly bursting out within him, at any time risking to erupt.