The figure of the girl in black gauze is slim and graceful. The long black skirt is made of silk-like texture and has a soft luster under the dark purple moonlight.
The skirt hung down to her ankles and swayed gently with her steps, outlining her slender waist and smooth body curves.
The neckline is opened very high, covering the neck, the cuffs are tightened, the hands are folded in front of the body, and the posture is dignified and standard.
Her black gauze hung down from the top of her head, covering her entire face, with only the outline of her facial features vaguely revealed. The gauze was extremely thin, so thin that the white of the skin underneath could be seen, but so dense that no specific lines could be seen.
Her posture was elegant and calm, as if she was not greeting an outsider who had just punched the captain of the outer city in the square, but rather a distinguished guest from afar.
She walked to Dai Mobai and stopped about three steps away.
The girl in black gauze raised her head slightly, her eyes fell on Dai Mobai through the black gauze.
She noticed that this young man didn't even have a drop of blood on his body. His clothes were neat and his face was calm, as if the massacre just now had never happened at all.
Her eyes flashed for a moment, then she bowed down.
"Welcome to Slaughter City."
Her voice was very soft, with a well-trained gentleness and suppleness.
The intervals between words are just right, the words are pronounced clearly, and the tone is respectful, like a pool of warm water slowly flowing through the ears.
The black skirt spread out on the ground, like a dark flower blooming in the night.
Dai Mobai stopped.
He lowered his gaze, glanced at her, and nodded slightly in response.
The girl in black gauze straightened up, folded her hands in front of her again, her eyes paused on Dai Mobai for a moment, then turned slightly sideways and made a guiding gesture.
Dai Mobai stepped into the city gate.
The soles of the boots landed on the stone slab inside the city gate, making a crisp sound.
The sound echoed in the city gate for a while, and then was swallowed up by the noise in the city.
The buildings on both sides of the street are scattered in height, mostly two- or three-story stone buildings, with dim light shining through the windows.
Some windows were open and people could be seen moving inside, while some windows were closed tightly and only light leaked through the gaps.
People were coming and going on the street, dressed in different styles, some were wearing armor, some were wrapped in cloaks, some were in ragged clothes, and some were in luxurious clothes.
But no matter what they look like, there is a lingering smell of blood in everyone.
That smell was mixed in the air, so thick that it couldn't be dissolved, as if the whole city was soaked in blood.
Dai Mobai's eyes swept around the street and then looked back.
There is no difference from what is described in the original article.
Slaughter City is a filthy place.
This place has no rules, no bottom line, no conscience, just endless killing and desire.
Everyone here has blood on their hands. No one is a good person and everyone deserves to die.
So he set a rule for himself from the beginning.
You can kill anyone who stands in front of you.
And he killed without any burden.
"Dear guest."
The voice of the girl in black gauze sounded beside him.
She was half a step behind Dai Mobai, turned slightly sideways, and spoke in a soft voice, ready to introduce Slaughter City's basic situation to him.
"Please allow me to introduce you--"
Before he finished speaking, Dai Mobai raised his right hand.
The voice of the girl in black gauze stopped suddenly.
She looked at Dai Mobai's raised hand, and her lips under the black veil pursed slightly, but her professionalism allowed her to keep her face calm.
Dai Mobai put down his hand and did not look at her, still looking at the street ahead.
"Stop talking nonsense."
His voice was low and his tone was flat.
"Take me to Hell Slaughter Arena."
The girl in black gauze was stunned for a moment.
She has met many outsiders who have just arrived.
Some people looked around as soon as they entered the city, their eyes as alert as a frightened beast, their hands always on their weapons, and they did not even dare to drink water from the roadside.
Some people are arrogant and think that they are powerful enough to walk sideways on Slaughter City, walk with wind, talk loudly, and want everyone to know that they are not easy to mess with.
Others were silent, but there was a trace of uneasiness and confusion hidden deep in their eyes, and their footsteps became slower and slower, as if they were ready to turn around and escape back to the city gate at any time.
But she had never seen anyone like this.
From the moment he stepped into the city gate, his whole person was like a deep pool of water, with a calm surface and no ripples, making it impossible to see the depth.
The way he walked was no different from how he walked outside. He didn't look both ways, didn't look back, and didn't care if anyone was following behind him.
His tone was not a discussion, but a flat statement.
But it was this kind of plainness that made the black gauze girl's heart tighten slightly.
"Are you sure?"
There was a hint of temptation in her voice, and her well-trained gentleness was mixed with a bit of real uncertainty.
"Less than one tenth of the people who enter there can come out alive."
She paused and her eyes fell on Dai Mobai's profile, trying to capture something from his expression.
"That is also the place where it is easiest for us Slaughter City to reduce the population."
Her tone slowed down a bit, as if she was explaining seriously or advising.
"Everyone is only required to enter Hell Slaughter Arena once a year. As long as they can pass the battle once, they can live in Slaughter City for another year."
She observed Dai Mobai's reaction, but there was nothing on that side face.
"You have just entered Slaughter City. I suggest you wait until you understand Slaughter City's lifestyle before going to Hell Slaughter Arena."
The corners of Dai Mobai's mouth turned up.
The arc was very shallow, but the sarcasm was so strong that it almost overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Interesting."
There was a hint of smile in his voice, but the smile was so cold that it sent chills down your back.
"A place known for killing people actually advises people not to kill people?"
He looked at her with no emotion in his eyes, only a pure and undisguised scrutiny.
"Did I hear wrongly, or is there something wrong with your brain?"
The girl in black gauze frowned.
Through the thin layer of black gauze, Dai Mobai could feel the frown between her eyebrows, but it quickly returned to normal.
"In that case."
Her tone became obviously cold.
Most of the well-trained gentleness just now was lost, his voice became a little more businesslike, and his speaking speed was a little faster.
"Then come with me."
After the girl in black gauze said those words, she turned around.
Her movements were much sharper than before. The black skirt drew a crisp arc in the air, and the edge almost touched the toes of Dai Mobai's boots.
She no longer kept the humble half-step behind, but walked straight towards the depths of the outer city.