Hell Slaughter Arena At the door, a black figure stood there.
Black Veil Maiden.
She is still wearing her iconic black gauze skirt, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face.
Behind her stood several Enforcement Squad members wearing black armor, with long swords hanging from their waists, motionless.
Seeing the two people approaching, Black Veil Maiden took a step forward and bowed slightly.
"His Holiness the Pope."
Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong looked at each other.
Bibi Dong explained in a low voice, "She is the receptionist of Slaughter City, who is responsible for guiding newcomers. She was the one who picked me up when I came in."
Qian Xunji nodded and looked at Black Veil Maiden, "What do you want from me?"
Black Veil Maiden straightened up and looked at him, "King of Slaughter Master wants to see you."
"I wonder if His Holiness the Pope can give me a face?"
Qian Xunji did not answer immediately.
He looked into the depths, the tallest building, King of Slaughter's palace.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at Black Veil Maiden.
"Got it."
Bibi Dong pinched him with his fingers.
He patted the back of her hand to reassure her.
Black Veil Maiden bowed and said, "Your Majesty, follow me."
Bibi Dong didn't speak until her figure had gone a few minutes away.
"You shouldn't have agreed."
"King of Slaughter That person... is very dangerous."
"I know."
"Then you are still going?"
"Because I need to see him."
"Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win."
"Okay, then I'll go with you."
"No."
Bibi Dong is puzzled, "Why?"
"You're not ready yet, wait until I come back."
Bibi Dong bit his lip and said nothing.
Qian Xunji lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.
"Don't worry, I'll be back."
He let go of her hand and turned towards the dark building.
Black Veil Maiden walked in front, his footsteps silent.
Qian Xunji followed her, passing through the alleyway behind Hell Slaughter Arena that she had never walked through before.
At the end of the lane is a bridge. The bridge body is made of black iron, and the railings on both sides are carved with twisted human faces.
Under the bridge is surging magma. The dark red magma flows slowly, occasionally bursting a bubble and splashing out hot sparks.
Hot air hit my face, carrying the smell of burning sulfur.
Qian Xunji walked across the bridge without changing his expression.
At the end of the bridge is Slaughter Palace.
This building is completely dark, as if it was carved out of the mountain. It has no windows and only a huge front door.
The base of the palace hangs above the magma, and several thick iron chains hang from the mountain wall, hooking the four corners of the palace and holding it firmly there.
Qian Xunji Jian's eyebrows were furrowed.
He doesn't like it here, not just dislike it, but a kind of instinctive disgust.
Light and darkness are naturally in opposition, and the Angel Bloodline flowing through his body is tingling slightly as if being pricked by a needle.
He suppressed the discomfort and followed Black Veil Maiden into the main entrance.
The throne room is darker than outside.
There are several long Bright Lamp lights embedded on the wall, illuminating the entire hall in dark red.
There are black stone slabs under your feet, and dark red liquid seeps into the gaps. I don't know if it's magma or something else.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating.
At the end of the hall, stands a huge throne.
Under the throne is a blood pool with dark red liquid rolling inside.
Qian Xunji's eyes moved away from the relief and fell on the throne.
There is a person sitting there.
He wore a dark red robe with black trim around the collar and cuffs.
The skin was so pale that it was almost transparent, as if it had never seen the sun.
He has deep facial features, high brow bones, deep-set eye sockets, and a pair of dark red eyes.
His hair is silver-white, very long, and spreads over his shoulders.
But that face--
He had seen that face before and even called him uncle.
His name is Tang Chen, but at this moment his face is pale, distorted, and hollow, as if something has hollowed it out from the inside, leaving only a skin.
There were no human emotions in those dark red eyes, only beast-like indifference and bloodthirst.
Qian Xunji lowered his gaze to hide the emotion in his eyes.
And King of Slaughter's eyes also fell on him.
He felt the light aura, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.
He suppressed the restlessness and pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth.
"Spirit Hall Pope, Qian Xunji, I have long admired your name."
Qian Xunji nodded. "King of Slaughter."
King of Slaughter raised his hand and pointed at the stone table next to the throne.
There are two cups on the table, containing dark red Yellow Spring Dew.
"A drink?"
Qian Xunji glanced at the cup and didn't move it.
"Thank you, I won't drink."
King of Slaughter raised his eyebrows. "Why, the Pope thinks he's dirty?"
"I'm just not used to it and I don't like drinking it."
Seeing being rejected, King of Slaughter was not angry, but smiled.
The smile looked a little strange on his pale face.
"Same."
He picked up a cup of Yellow Spring Dew and took a sip himself, "Spirit Hall is a bright place. My cup of Yellow Spring Dew really cannot be put on the table."
He put down the cup and looked at Qian Xunji.
"So, His Holiness the Pope came to my Slaughter City, why?"
Qian Xunji said, "Spirit Hall There is a genius who is training at Slaughter City. I will take a look and leave after she completes her yum."
King of Slaughter looked at Black Veil Maiden.
Black Veil Maiden took a step forward and bowed.
"There is indeed one from the Spirit Hall, her nickname is Spider Empress, and she currently has ninety-six consecutive wins."
King of Slaughter nodded and looked back.
"Since she is Spirit Hall's genius, she naturally needs to be taken care of. I will have her arrange it so that she can complete a hundred battles as soon as possible."
Qian Xunji looked at him. "I'm curious about something, why can't Slaughter City use Soul Skill?"
King of Slaughter leaned back on the chair and tapped the armrest with his fingers.
"Because this is what I have stipulated."
"Here, I am God. If I say you can't use Soul Skill, you can't use it."
Qian Xunji nodded and did not ask any further questions.
The two chatted for a few more words, and the atmosphere was neither cold nor hot.
Qian Xunji asked a few words about Slaughter City's rules, and King of Slaughter asked a few words about the Spirit Hall's situation.
They all seem to be coping, all with temptations, and all at the end.
They both felt uncomfortable with each other's scent.
Qian Xunji feels that this place is depressing, cold and disgusting.
King of Slaughter felt that the light aura on his body was dazzling, burning, and made him feel uncomfortable all over.
But no one showed any hostility, they just kept a polite distance.
After chatting for a few more words, Qian Xunji stood up.
"Excuse me, farewell."
"Walk slowly."
Qian Xunji turned around and strode out of the hall.
The hall became quiet. King of Slaughter sat on the throne and watched the golden figure disappear at the door.
"What a formidable enemy."
"Keep an eye on him and arrange for that Spider Empress to complete Yum as soon as possible and let them leave."
"Yes."
The sound of footsteps gradually faded away.
Outside the hall, Black Veil Maiden caught up with Qian Xunji.
"His Holiness the Pope, please come with me."
"Hmm."