Upon hearing this, Lin Mo immediately shook his head.
"I would like to express my sincere gratitude in advance to the great King of Slaughter."
His voice was calm, "But like the Hell Messenger, I am unwilling to defy the millennia-old rules of the Slaughter City."
"I'm willing to go through Hell Road with her."
At this point, Lin Mo paused, raised his completely blood-red eyes, and looked at the King of Slaughter in mid-air.
"As for if I really die on the Hell Road —it's my own fault for not being strong enough, and I can't blame anyone else."
"Everyone who comes to the Slaughter City is prepared for this."
After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.
Those who had been cheering earlier all fell silent, staring at Lin Mo as if he were a madman.
Someone actually dared to refuse the King of Slaughter's invitation to his face, and so directly at that?
The King of Slaughter's expression turned completely grim.
Those completely blood-red eyes were fixed on Lin Mo, and the murderous aura emanating from him was almost tangible.
"Good."
"Very good."
You are all very good.
The King of Slaughter's voice turned low and sharp, "Since that's the case, then you two will walk the Hell Road together and become a pair of star-crossed lovers."
"If you, young lady, manage to survive the trials of the Hell Road, please give my regards to your elders."
The King of Slaughter's tone was full of sarcasm.
Clearly, Lin Mo and Hu Liena's lack of tact had successfully angered him.
Lin Mo, who was determined to participate in the Hell Road, was already a dead man in his eyes.
Given Lin Mo's current state, forcing his way through the Hell Road would be tantamount to suicide.
As for Hu Liena, who was sent in by Bibi Dong, the Death God, she might have a glimmer of hope if she participated alone.
However, if one insists on going with Lin Mo, it would be no different from sending oneself to one's death.
It was precisely because he held this view that he did not Sheer Force stop it, but instead chose to "accept" it.
After all, what's the point of stopping two dead people?
Lin Mo remained calm, as if he hadn't noticed the sarcasm and malice in the King of Slaughter's words.
Soon, a crimson ripple slowly spread outwards from the King of Slaughter.
The ripples carried an extremely Evil aura, instantly enveloping the entire Hell Slaughter Arena.
The Fallen in the stands were excited, craning their necks and widening their eyes, all eager to witness the spectacular opening of the Hell Road.
They had no idea that, enveloped in the red light released by the King of Slaughter, they had become sacrifices to open the Hell Road.
Life has come to an end.
Lin Mo stood in the center of the venue, his eyes sweeping over the audience with amusement.
His gaze lingered on a certain spot for a moment.
Sitting there was a newcomer who had recently risen to prominence in the Slaughter City, besides him and Hu Liena.
Tang San, a direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect.
Tang San did not hide his identity upon entering the Slaughter City; in fact, he could not hide it at all.
The Clear Sky Hammer is too conspicuous.
Lin Mo had never met Tang San and could not determine whether Tang San had completed the Second Awakening of his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.
After all, the Blue Silver King that was supposed to help Tang San awaken his powers had already been killed by him.
If his interference causes Tang San's Martial Soul Awakening to fail----
That would be a huge problem.
During this time, he was actually quite looking forward to meeting Tang San in the Hell Slaughter Arena.
However, Tang San clearly received a warning from others, and after winning the first Hell Slaughter Arena, he never participated in any more matches.
And whether it was just my imagination or not, Tang San seemed to be deliberately avoiding him.
However, these are not things he needs to consider right now.
Because he saw that Tang San had also begun to be affected by the red light.
If he stays here, his fate will be the same as the other fallen ones: to become a sacrifice that opens the Hell Road.
Lin Mo watched this scene with great interest.
If Tang San were to die here, how would Tang Hao react?
Will he go completely insane and turn the Slaughter City upside down?
However, just as the changes in Tang San were about to fully erupt, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the shadows of the audience seats.
The dark figure moved with incredible speed, appearing beside Tang San in the blink of an eye.
Then, the shadowy figure reached out and grabbed Tang San's shoulder, lifting him up from his seat.
The next moment, the shadowy figure, carrying Tang San, vanished from the spot like Gui Mei.
The whole process happened in the blink of an eye.
By the time the Fallen Ones around him realized what was happening, the spot where Tang San had been sitting was already empty.
Lin Mo's pupils contracted slightly.
Although he only saw the dark figure's profile, it was enough for him to confirm the other party's identity.
Tang Hao.
Besides this Clear Sky Douluo, who else in the Slaughter City possesses such strength to rescue someone right under the nose of the King of Slaughter?
And they can come and go so freely?
Hu Liena had naturally noticed Tang San long ago.
Her teacher had specifically instructed her that if she were to encounter Clear Sky Douluo's son, she should do everything in her power to kill him.
This is a feud between the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect, and it's also an order personally given by the teacher.
She had never had a chance before, and she never expected that the other party would have such a powerful guard by his side.
Seeing Tang San being rescued, she frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed.
The most important thing right now is to get through the Hell Road.
The red light grew stronger.
Under the influence of the red light, the fallen in the audience began to behave strangely.
At first it was just a slight agitation, but soon they went crazy, tearing at their own bodies.
Skin, flesh, internal organs—they tore off everything they could.
They seemed oblivious to pain, reduced to nothing but primal madness.
Growl, roars, and the sounds of flesh being torn apart mingled together, creating a hellish scene.
Blood gushed out, staining the audience stands crimson.
Lin Mo watched this scene calmly, his face expressionless.
Hu Liena's face was a little pale, but she forced herself to stand firm and did not look away.
The King of Slaughter glanced at Tang Hao's departing figure but said nothing more.
He continued to keep the Hell Road open, showing no concern for the deaths of those who had fallen.
The horrific scene in the stands continued.
The blood of those who had fallen began to flow towards the center of the Hell Slaughter Arena.
The blood accumulated, forming a huge blood-red pattern in the center of the arena.
With his powerful mental strength and the enhanced vision provided by his Spirit Eyes, Lin Mo easily saw the shape of the pattern.
It was a bird-like creature, or more accurately, a bat.
A blood-red bat pattern slowly rotated in the center of the arena, exuding a chilling aura.
"Good luck on your Hell Road."
The King of Slaughter's mocking voice rang out once more.
The next moment, a massive red light rose from the ground, instantly engulfing Lin Mo and Hu Liena.
Lin Mo felt as if everything around him had become unreal.
Space is distorted, light is blurring, and sound is fading away.
The murderous aura emanating from him and Hu Liena automatically formed a faint white ripple, protecting their bodies.
If it weren't for the protection of this murderous aura, they would have become sacrifices like everyone else the moment the blood light spread.
Sensing the change in his surroundings, Lin Mo couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face.
I'm about to enter hell.