As Bibi Han cheered over his newfound fortune, the entire City of Slaughter was shaken.
Over five hundred people had besieged one man, yet he escaped—and counter-killed more than three hundred of them.
From that incident alone, Bibi Han's title was born: the blood-soaked demon king of slaughter—Blood Demon King.
(PS: Readers who followed the earlier chapters already know the author is terrible at naming things, so stop making fun of it.)
Several months later, when Bibi Han emerged from his house again, every Fallen One in the City of Slaughter, male or female, ran whenever they saw him.
"The Blood Demon King is out! Run!"
Originally, after Bibi Han's title emerged, the Fallen Ones would simply stand frozen in place and wait for him to leave. As for why they now fled at the sight of him, it was because Bibi Han had spent the past few months roaming all over the City of Slaughter, and from time to time, someone would be smashed to death with a single hammer strike. On top of that, no one knew what Bibi Han actually wanted. Thus, rumors spread among the City of Slaughter's Fallen Ones: the Blood Demon King killed purely on a whim. Regardless of gender, whenever his hands itched, he would kill.
From then on, everyone hid whenever they could. Even in a place like the Hell Slaughter Arena, where hiding was impossible, they stayed at least five meters away from him.
"I finally completed fifty matches yesterday. Time to check out the City of Slaughter's cultivation grounds."
Before that, however, he still disguised himself and made a trip to the Hell Slaughter Arena to register for a match.
Why the disguise? Because ever since Bibi Han went on his killing spree, no one in the Hell Slaughter Arena