After traveling for some time, Danheng arrived at an utterly ordinary little town.
It looked no different from any other town, and the people behaved no differently from ordinary folk.
Yet an inexplicable chill hung in the air. As Danheng looked around, he could tell that none of the town's residents were good people.
Danheng's appearance drew the attention of some townspeople, but after only a glance, they went back to what they were doing.
So what if he was handsome? Did being handsome make him special? One look and you could tell he was some pretty boy who had never even seen blood.
Everyone knew exactly why people like that came to this town.
The only question was, what kind of pose would this guy crawl out in after being scared shitless?
"This should be the place."
Danheng arrived before a tavern in the middle of town. According to the information provided by Spirit Hall, the entrance to Slaughter City was hidden inside this tavern.
After leaving Spirit City, he had traveled north all the way. According to the map, the Far North did not seem too far from here either.
Danheng wondered whether he should take a detour to the Far North after leaving Slaughter City.
As he pondered this, Danheng slowly stepped into the tavern.
There were not many customers in the tavern, but every one of them reeked heavily of blood. At a glance, it was obvious they were all desperadoes.
"Sir, what can I get for you?"
After he sat down, a waiter immediately came over and asked casually.
"I want to enter Slaughter City."
The instant those words left his mouth, the tavern fell silent.
The people who came here were indeed all seeking entry into Slaughter City, but it was rare for anyone