In the morning of City of Slaughter, the bright sunshine did not shine from the sky like the outside world, but it was still extremely groggy. At this time, the eyes of the walking dead people had a little more intelligence, and they were thankful that they had survived another day.
"How has your investigation gone in the past six months?" After finishing washing, Madara asked Kelder inadvertently in his mind.
"There is definitely a big problem with City of Slaughter! That Old Bat is very likely to have rebelled! You must be careful today!" Kelder's voice was inexplicably low, and he responded to Madara in his mind.
Ever since Madara destroyed Blood Rain Douluo's Bloody Mary workshop, the violent revenge he imagined had not come. He didn't even hear a sound from Wang Yuyue, as if nothing happened.
But Madara could feel that it was absolutely impossible for Blood Rain Douluo to endure this bad breath. The most likely thing was to hide in the dark, look for opportunities, and prepare for a fatal blow.
This makes Madara always vigilant when taking action, but today is when Madara goes to the Killing Arena for his 50th life-and-death match.
In the past six months, Banana would go to Hell Slaughter Arena every once in a while to kill everyone, and he suddenly gained his own name, that is Asura King!
With his rich killing skills and ruthless and decisive fighting style, he frightened his enemies in fierce battles, and used the enemy's blood to add a terrifying luster to his throne.
City of Slaughter has a long-standing rule, that is, people who have played more than 50 games in Hell Slaughter Arena will not appear in the same game. This is also a watershed to measure the strength of everyone.
Therefore, as long as Madara passes today's battle, some extremely brutal opponents will not be able to fight against Madara.
Others may feel extremely lucky about this, because this way their chance of survival will be greatly increased, but Madara is slightly resistant, because this way he will not be able to fight against more than 50 other terrifying opponents.
"I hope we can have some interesting opponents today! Otherwise, we won't have such interesting battles in the future!" Madara thought inwardly with some regret.
"Look, Asura King is actually here today! Those guys who came to participate in the competition are probably in trouble!" Madara swaggered in front of Hell Slaughter Arena, immediately attracting the attention of countless villains, but none of them had the same evil intentions as before, and every one of them was filled with respect and fear.
"Then let me see what kind of things have been prepared for me today, right?" The corners of Madara's mouth turned up slightly, a trace of blood flashed across his black and white eyes, and then he strode into it without hesitation.
"You have won 85 games in a row here! It can be said that City of Slaughter is the most likely killer! If you can do this well, King of Slaughter, you will naturally be rewarded!" The beauty who was following King of Slaughter was standing in the narrow and dark corridor before entering the battlefield, and said proudly with her back to a tall and muscular figure.
The muscular figure, who was as three-dimensional as a marble sculpture, suddenly laughed out loud after hearing the beauty's words, "Hahahaha! Do you think I'm really here because of the little benefit you gave me? Why are you pretending? Little bitch!"
"Bold! It seems you don't respect Lord King of Slaughter!" The beauty's face suddenly darkened, she pointed at the black figure's nose and shouted loudly.
However, the next moment she was grabbed by the throat and lifted up casually like a little chicken. Although he tried all his strength to pry open the person's hand, he found that it was as motionless as steel, and his eyes were suddenly filled with a layer of panic.
"Are you going to kill me? How do you tell Master King of Slaughter?" The beauty squeezed out these words bit by bit from her throat, her eyes fixed on the playful and narrow eyes opposite her.
"I'll spare you this time! There won't be a next time! You have to remember that there is a kind of person here who is not afraid of the King of Slaughter in your mouth at all!" The black shadow loosened his fingers, and immediately the beauty fell from a height to the ground and coughed violently. He looked down at her and said coldly, and then walked into the long and narrow corridor of the entrance without looking back.
"Compared to a little bitch like you, I'm still very curious about what kind of person King of Slaughter arranged for my opponent? Jie Jie Jie Jie!" The figure strode towards the only lighted exit, not forgetting to say with a wild smile.
"Ahem! In this City of Slaughter, your people are indeed all desperadoes! The only ones who are not afraid of the great King of Slaughter are lunatics like you!" The beauty stood up unsteadily, murmuring to herself as she watched the man who was as strong as a beast slowly disappearing into the entrance filled with dazzling light.
"However, Master King of Slaughter will get rid of you lawless lunatics sooner or later! Especially the person like you who is most likely to leave, Fanma!" The beauty turned and left on high heels, and the rest of the corridor returned to its usual calm, and the silence was terrifying.
The smiling Ye Yu was wearing a staff uniform, pretending not to recognize Madara, and said with a smile, "Hello, sir! I am here to inform you in advance that your next opponent is a person who also has a terrifying reputation in City of Slaughter. He has won 85 games in a row. I hope you don't die!"
There is no doubt that Wang Yuyue, who had already received the news, sent his confidant Ye Yu in advance to warn Madara before he carried out this killing.
"Oh! That's so interesting! As for my death or immortality, it seems to have nothing to do with you, right? Do you think that I want to see my jokes? Then you will be disappointed!" Ban responded calmly, then stood up and turned towards the dark corridor. The iron door at the other side of the exit was also slowly opening.
"Sir, I hope you can be as confident as you are now after seeing that monster!" Ye Yu took a deep breath, waved goodbye to Madara's back with a chilling smile.
"Then let me see what the person you said is most likely to leave City of Slaughter is capable of!" The two groups of bloody light in Madara's eyes were burning, just like the fighting spirit in Madara's chest at this time.
By the time Madara had entered the battlefield of the Killing Arena, a ferocious-looking villain full of evil aura also walked out of the other eight exits. They were old and young, male and female, but they all exuded an aura that was not easy to mess with.
At this time, they all ignored Madara's arrival, but looked at the only iron door that was still open with great fear.
"I seem to be underestimated!" Seeing this scene, Madara did not feel afraid but became more excited. Only by drinking the blood of the strong can he become stronger.
A tall and strong man who looked like Lion slowly took a step out of the dark passage, feeling a sense of oppression like a natural enemy at the top of the food chain.
Wearing only a pair of underwear, he unscrupulously exposed his terrifying muscles that were as strong as marble sculptures. His wild aura made people feel like meeting Lion in the wild. His light red hair was spread behind him. From the first moment he appeared, he began to look around as if there was no one around.
When the man's eyes focused on Madara, he suddenly smiled, revealing his neat and white teeth, and a biting light burst out from his eyes.
"Meet kids! My name is Fanma!"