Boom! As though the heavens had collapsed, a pressure many times more terrifying than Charles's descended from above, crushing down mercilessly.
The air solidified.
It felt as though all of Slaughter City were trembling.
The survivors fell to their knees one after another, their bodies shaking like sieves, not daring even to lift their heads.
This was the presence of the King of Slaughter.
Dark red blood mist churned endlessly, gathering into an enormous blood-colored vortex overhead.
A tall figure stepped out of the vortex, each step landing on empty air. He radiated a suffocating pressure, like a great mountain moving toward them.
The ruler of Slaughter City-the King of Slaughter!
Lin Yang slowly raised his head, his gaze sharp as a blade as he met those scarlet eyes.
There was no fear, no trembling, only a stillness like a pool of stagnant water.
Just a parasite. What was there to fear?
Xiao Wu had silently taken her place beside Lin Yang, vigilance in her beautiful eyes.
Aola arched its back high, every strand of dark golden fur bristling as it let out a threatening growl.
Clearly, it had already sensed how terrifying the human before it was.
The King of Slaughter stood high in the air, his gaze sweeping over the mere handful left of the enforcement squad. Surging anger roiled in his chest, and the blood mist around him churned ceaselessly.
A hundred years.
He had spent nearly a hundred years building this enforcement squad, which even included a Douluo-level expert.
Yet... these little things had destroyed it.
"How dare you?"
The King of Slaughter's voice seemed to be squeezed through his teeth.
Every word carried towering killing intent, and even the air turned bone-chillingly cold.
Lin Yang's expression remained calm, his voice without the slightest fluctuation.
"Why