Chapter 155: City of Killing
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Amon's fiefdom was, as he requested, at the border between the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire. As for the Star Luo territory that Amon marked out, it only existed in their secret agreement and was not publicly announced.
In fact, even the territory that Xue Ye enfeoffed to him had some ownership disputes. It had always been an area of contention between the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire. Furthermore, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was also rooted here, making the situation even more complicated.
This also made the outside world somewhat skeptical of the actual status of Amon, this newly promoted duke, because the fiefdom that Xue Ye gave was really not good, not even as good as an ordinary viscount's territory.
The Star Luo Empire immediately expressed its dissatisfaction, believing that the Blue Dragon Territory belonged to their country and was an inseparable part of the Star Luo Empire since ancient times. If the Heaven Dou Empire insisted on going its own way, they would not mind using war to reclaim it.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was quite quiet and did not make a statement. As one of the Upper Three Sects, they were confident that whoever ruled this territory would have to meet their demands and consider their interests, otherwise they would use corresponding force to make them understand what is meant by "Upper Three Sects."
As the person involved, Amon didn't care about this at all. He didn't even go to his own territory. After getting the right to govern from Emperor Xue Ye, he threw it to the back of his mind.
For him, this was not important. Although it wasn't completely on a whim, just for fun, it was ranked very low in the priority of his plans.
In the Douluo Continent, there is more than one way to become a god. One can inherit a god's position, or one can become a god through faith. In the original work, the Sea God before Tang San relied on this method, collecting a thousand years of faith before successfully ascending to the godhood.
If Amon failed to steal a god's position, he would find one and try to participate in the assessment and inherit it himself. If that still didn't work, then there would only be the last way: to conquer the continent himself and collect faith. And this duchy was the starting point of his conquest.
However, this method was too troublesome and was a last resort when both stealing and inheriting failed. Therefore, Amon would only bother to manage the territory when he had nothing else to do.
Now, for him, the value of the entire territory might not even be as good as news of the location of a soul beast.
A small town located in the northern part of the empire welcomed two outsiders.
A young man with a crow perched on his shoulder and an old man in white robes.
The young man asked the old man beside him:
"Mr. Walter, does the Spirit Hall know many people are in the City of Slaughter?"
Walter shook his head, "Not many, but not few either. Due to the rule that once you enter, you can't leave, it can be seen as a large prison."
"For thousands of years, it has been attracting desperate fallen people. If you only look at the surface, the existence of the City of Slaughter has a positive effect on maintaining social stability."
"Because those scumbags and villains can't get out after they go in. We have never blocked news about the City of Slaughter, and even actively spread it in some places where criminals gather. In addition, as far as I know, the Spirit Hall regularly provides the City of Slaughter with a batch of daily supplies."
"Of course, this should only be the surface. As for the deeper reasons, I have no way of knowing. I used to suspect that the City of Slaughter was actually a place where the Spirit Hall secretly cultivated death warriors, but later I found that this was not the case."
"When I wanted to investigate further, the Grand Elder dissuaded me. Now that you ask me about this place again, it makes me even more certain that there are very important secrets hidden in the City of Slaughter."
Amon teased the crow and said with a smile, "There are indeed very important secrets, but for the vast majority of people, this secret is dispensable. Only those who stand at the very top of the strong will be able to use it."
Secrets that only the strongest at the top can use... Walter pondered for a moment and did not continue the topic.
The town was not large, but the atmosphere was very strange. The people around gave people a faint chill, and everyone's eyes were full of vigilance, keeping a certain distance from others.
They came to a tavern. Walter showed the tavern owner his Spirit Hall token. The tavern owner said, "Wait a moment," and left through a small door behind him. When he reappeared, he was followed by a burly man with a scar on his forehead.
"People from the Spirit Hall? What's the matter?" the scarred man asked.
"I want to enter the City of Slaughter. What is the procedure?" Amon asked gently.
"Enter the City of Slaughter?" The scarred man looked strange, "You don't look like a fallen person. Even people from the Spirit Hall have to abide by the rules."
"I have my goals." Amon nodded slightly.
"Okay..." The scarred man didn't say much. He clapped his hands and said, "Okay, everyone, listen to me. I am Wilson, the Terror Knight, the guide to the City of Slaughter. Now, please those who want to enter the City of Slaughter stay, and those who are not involved leave."
"Have you thought it through? I have never seen anyone leave the City of Slaughter," Walter asked.
"No, you have seen them. Bibi Dong is one, and Tang Hao is also one," Amon smiled.
Walter's pupils shrank, and he nodded, walking out of the tavern.
Amon looked at the crowd around him who were excited by Wilson's words and gently stroked his monocle.
"Is it finally starting? I've been waiting for many days."
"Tell me quickly, tell me quickly, I can't wait to see the legendary paradise for criminals."
Wilson looked around the tavern, counted the number of people, and said lightly, "Kill, only three people can enter."
As soon as these words came out, the tavern fell silent instantly.
The moment the first person pointed their weapon at someone else, the slaughter began.
Amon stole his own "sense of presence", making everyone ignore him. He sat quietly aside, drinking a glass of the City of Slaughter's specialty, "Bloody Mary".
"Bloody Mary" is human blood with some seasonings added, and the taste is very poor, which does not suit Amon's taste.
Not all those who want to enter the City of Slaughter are soul masters. There are also ordinary people. At least among the current guests in the tavern, only one person besides Amon is a soul master.
The level of this soul master is not high, only one soul ring, but it is this soul ring that makes the people around him stay far away from him, with more than a dozen people competing for the remaining two places.
At this moment, suddenly an arrow pierced through the crowd and shot into the soul master's throat.
The soul master's eyes were full of disbelief. One hand covered his throat, and the other hand stretched forward, as if asking for help. He fell heavily to the ground and lost his breath.
"Heh... Ptooey!" The person who attacked him spat on his body disdainfully, "So what if he's a soul master, what's he acting for."
More than ten minutes later, only three guests were still standing, one of whom was the person who used the crossbow to sneak attack and kill the soul master. He asked, "Is this okay?"
At this moment, a dagger pierced his heart.
Amon used his soul power to block the blood that was shooting towards him and gently pushed the corpse aside.
Wilson's pupils contracted, and his mind was shaken. At this time, he remembered that there was such a person as Amon.
Damn it! I clearly started this reception because of him, and he was clearly sitting there, but I forgot about him! Even when I saw him, I subconsciously ignored him. What kind of terrifying ability is this?
Wilson looked at Amon with fear, his heart filled with horror.
The other two people who passed the test took a few steps to the side, silently distancing themselves from Amon, their eyes puzzled and their expressions surprised.
They had no idea where Amon came from!
Asking themselves, if they were the ones who were attacked, what would be the result? There was only one answer: they would become a corpse without any resistance.
Wilson took a deep breath, calmed down, and said in as calm a tone as possible: "It seems that the result has come out. Congratulations to the three of you for obtaining the qualification to go to the City of Slaughter. Now, please follow me."
He led the three to the basement of the tavern, opened a secret door, and walked in. It was pitch black all around, and nothing could be seen.
A faint blue light lit up, and Wilson said, "Don't make a sound, follow me quietly."
Walking on the narrow downward passage, a cold wind came from time to time in front of him. Amon strode forward without hesitation.
Anyway, this is just an avatar, and it will die if it dies.
The other two were a little uneasy, but they also followed closely. They had already come this far, and they could not retreat.
When they had walked more than a thousand steps, a cold voice sounded from all directions, echoing in their ears:
"Welcome to the City of Slaughter. This is the capital of hell, a world of slaughter and blood. Here, you can get everything you want, and all you need to pay is your insignificant life."
Passing through an open portal, light suddenly came from the front.
They came to a vast wilderness. In front of them was a black city. The thick city walls were extremely wide, and a purple moon hung in the sky.
The moon was very low, as if it could be reached by raising a hand. The sky outside the moon was pitch black, like the deepest night. Looking at it for a long time would give people an unknown fear.
Amon's martial soul also has the characteristic of "Worm of Stars", which is most sensitive to changes in space. He understood that he was no longer in the original world. This City of Slaughter was located in another space.
At the same time, he also noticed that his soul skills had become silent and could no longer be used. This was different from his own "stealing". The soul skills were still there, but they were sealed by a special force and could not be used.
However, soul power could still be used. The increase in the control of his own body and soul power attached to his first soul skill, and the increase in insight attached to his third soul skill still existed and were not sealed together.
In addition, he could still materialize his soul power and change its shape at will. The skills attached to the soul bone were not suppressed by the rules of the City of Slaughter.
The suppression of Amon's combat power in the City of Slaughter was more serious than that of others. Because others basically cannot use soul skills when facing Amon, but Amon can use them.
And the rules of the City of Slaughter suppressed the soul skills of both sides. In comparison, Amon became weaker.
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