Just one step away, but it seems like we have spanned two worlds!
If Outer City is a dead, cold, and depressing gray area.
Then Inner City instantly dragged Long Zhanye into a bizarre, noisy and crazy colorful whirlpool!
All kinds of dazzling and chaotic colored lights shot from all directions.
Burning flames, the weird glow emitted by certain Soul Power or special substances, interweave into a dazzling light pollution.
The air was filled with strong powder, blood, and an indescribable, sweet and rancid smell.
The number of people in Inner City is much denser than that in Outer City.
The streets are bustling with people, in sharp contrast to the dead silence of Outer City.
However, the "liveliness" here is by no means the prosperity of a normal city.
There were hysterical laughter, desperate and painful cries, beast-like roars, and blood-curdling moans and pleas everywhere.
Some people were fighting in the street, with punches to the flesh and blood splattering.
Instead of stopping the onlookers, they screamed with excitement and shouted for bets.
Someone collapsed on the roadside, his body covered with filth. It was unclear whether he was drunk or dead.
In the dark alley, overlapping figures and unsightly scenes can be seen vaguely.
Further away, there seemed to be a place similar to a gladiatorial arena, and there were loud cheers and screams...
Luxury and filth coexist, indulgence and death dance together.
Everything here seems so raw, wild, and unabashed.
Nakedly showing the darkest and most animalistic side of human nature.
Long Zhanye quietly scanned this crazy scene without any expression on his face.
He said calmly, "It's not so much a paradise of sin..."
"Rather, it's a world of beasts!"
Long Zhanye That comment seems to have touched some kind of sensitive nerve.
The look in Black Veil Woman's eyes next to him suddenly changed, and instead contained a stern warning.
She said in a deep voice, "Mr. Number 9080, please pay attention to your words!"
"Are you questioning or even provoking King of Slaughter's authority?!"
"If you are judged to be provocative, the great King of Slaughter can completely erase you from this world at any time."
"Since you are here, you must abide by the rules here!"
Her voice carried unquestionable majesty, and it was obvious that the name "King of Slaughter" held supreme authority here.
Long Zhanye just looked at her noncommittally, without arguing or apologizing.
He just calmly repeated his request, "Take me to Hell Slaughter Arena."
Black Veil Woman was obviously dissatisfied with his attitude, but seeing that he had made up his mind, he no longer wasted any words to persuade.
She snorted coldly and said no more.
Turn around, take a faster pace than before, and walk deeper into Inner City.
She just reminded, "Mr. Number 9080, please follow me closely."
"The place we are going to is Hell Slaughter Arena."
"That is the only relatively 'orderly' place in Inner City, and it is also the key to determining whether you can gain a foothold here in the future."
Long Zhanye nodded, said no more, and followed Black Veil Woman.
The two travel through this "beast world" woven by madness, desire and death.
The glances cast from the surroundings include greed, scrutiny, curiosity, and most of all, undisguised malice and murderous intent.
But when they touched the invisible "messenger" mark on Black Veil Woman's body, these eyes subconsciously converged or moved away.
This Inner City is a hunting ground for the strong and a slaughterhouse for the weak.
And Hell Slaughter Arena is undoubtedly the bloodiest and cruelest arena among them.
Long Zhanye knows that if he wants to survive here, he must prove his "worth".
The road leading to Hell Slaughter Arena also seems to be paved with invisible skeletons.
Long Zhanye looked past the crazy crowd and towards the tallest building in the center of the city.
There is his first target.
Traveling through this world, Long Zhanye more intuitively felt the "luxury" and "erosion" of Inner City.
There are buildings with vulgar taste, food and wine mixed with strange smells, men and women wearing scantily clad clothes and posing...
But this "enjoyment" is based on endless violence, oppression and death, which is disgusting.
Despite being intimidated by Black Veil Woman's identity, the malicious eyes that fell on him were still filled with the desire to kill.
They are just intimidated by the rules of King of Slaughter, and no one dares to take action for the time being.
As he walked, Long Zhanye's heart tightened.
The scenes that kept flashing before his eyes completely subverted his understanding of human nature.
Killing people for fun in the street, obsessive compulsive behaviors, carnivals that gamble on torturing the weak...
The scenes were more cruel and depraved than any battlefield he had ever experienced.
Even though his stomach was empty, he felt strong nausea several times, and his disgust for this city grew like weeds.
What shocked him even more was...
Surrounded by this boundless malice, violence and bloody atmosphere.
The anger in his body, which was deeply hidden due to past experiences and obsessions, began to stir uncontrollably.
The killing intent seemed to be ignited, accumulating and surging in the chest.
It seems that only through more direct and more violent killings can this ever-expanding negative emotion be vented.
"Is this the 'atmosphere' of Slaughter City? It is subtly inducing and stimulating evil thoughts and murderous intentions in everyone's heart..."
Long Zhanye is secretly vigilant, working hard to operate Soul Power, using Chaos Qi to calm his mind, and Double Pupil to stay clear.
Was walking.
Suddenly there was a commotion and noise at a street intersection ahead.
At least thirty or forty people formed a circle, and screams were heard from inside.
Accompanied by excited shouts and bets.
Poof--!
A stream of warm blood suddenly spurted out from the center of the circle of people, splashing all over the surrounding people.
Instead of being surprised, the onlookers laughed even louder.
They moved to both sides in a tacit understanding at the same time, making way for a passage.
A figure slowly walked out from the bloody center.
see this person.
Long Zhanye's footsteps stopped involuntarily, and there was unconcealable surprise in his eyes.
That's a woman.
An extremely beautiful woman who exudes a deadly and dangerous aura.
She is tall and graceful, wearing a tight-fitting dark red leather armor.
The hot figure is vividly outlined.
Her long dark purple hair was spread like a waterfall, and a few strands of hair were stained with blood that had not yet dried up.
Her face is exquisite, her facial features are like sculptures, but there is a sense of gloom and hostility lingering between her eyebrows.
Especially those eyes, with dark red pupils, cold and cruel, but with a strange charm.
The most striking thing is.
Her right hand was casually dragging an almost inhuman male corpse.
The five fingers dug deeply into the corpse's shoulders, dragging a shocking trail of blood on the ground.
Uncoagulated blood was slowly dripping from her fingertips.
The woman didn't care about the looks and comments around her, and there was even a hint of indifference at the corner of her mouth.
She dragged the body like an inconsequential trophy.
He walked straight in the other direction. Wherever he passed, the crowd automatically separated, with awe and fear in their eyes.
"That's... Red Scorpion's Vera of Inner City, a real madman and executioner."
Black Veil Woman noticed Long Zhanye's gaze and explained in a low voice.
There was a hint of fear in her tone, "Don't look at her beauty..."
"More people have died in her hands than many senior killers. She seems to enjoy torture and killing."
Long Zhanye looked away and suppressed the waves in his heart.
Here, any appearance may be just a disguise, and beauty and death often go hand in hand.
"Let's go, Hell Slaughter Arena is ahead."
Black Veil Woman no longer pays attention to that Red Scorpion Vera, and continues to lead the way, "The real core of Slaughter City."