The second man's chest was completely pierced through.
The third...
The fourth...
In less than three breaths' time,
aside from Mad Shark, who was kneeling on the ground and wailing miserably, all his companions had become corpses.
Blood stained the ground red.
Everyone else in the tavern was frozen with fear.
They stared at the black-clad young man, their eyes filled with terror.
This was a monster!
Tang Shuo walked up to Mad Shark and looked down at him.
"Now, what are the rules?"
Mad Shark trembled all over, and a foul stench wafted from his crotch.
He had pissed himself.
"N-No rules... You... you are the rules..."
Tang Shuo smiled.
He raised his foot and stepped on Mad Shark's head.
With the slightest pressure.
Bang.
It sounded like a watermelon bursting open.
Red and white splattered everywhere.
The entire tavern fell so silent that a needle drop could be heard.
Tang Shuo withdrew his foot as though he had merely crushed an ant.
He walked to the bar and tossed down a Gold Soul Coin.
"Lead the way."
The gloomy bartender now looked at Tang Shuo with a measure of reverence in his eyes.
He did not dare show the slightest negligence and hurriedly bowed.
"My lord, please follow me."
He led Tang Shuo into the tavern's back hall.
Inside the back hall was a passage leading downward.
At the end of the passage stood a massive black iron gate.
"My lord, this is Slaughter City."
"Once you enter, life and death are left to fate."
After saying that, the bartender stepped aside.
Tang Shuo did not hesitate. He pushed open the heavy gate.
An even thicker, fouler stench of blood rushed at him.
Beyond the gate was an entirely different world.
A bloody world that followed only the