Douluo Dalu

The forty-fourth chapter of the killing capital (below)

"Stand, stop." Scott shouted a little guilty.

Tang San looked at him coldly. At this time, Scott's helmet had fallen. Showing a sly middle-aged man's face. He looked at Tang San’s eyes and had already had a panic. Obviously, he can't think why the power of this young man would be so terrible. Is he not a soul teacher?

"Block me again, I don't mind killing all of you." Tang San was cold.

"No, it is not blocking you. You have passed my test. You are qualified to enter the capital of killing." The terrorist knight said somewhat hard. What he didn't understand most was that the general soul teacher came here and was shocked because the soul skills could not be used. But this young man seems to have not been affected at all.

A black sign was handed to Tang San, and Tang San took it. There is a skull on the sign and a number below. Nine five two eight.

"This is proof of your killing capital. Please enter the city, there will be people at the gate."

Holding the sign, Tang San strode forward and did not look at the terrorist knight again.

Looking at the back of Tang San gradually drifting away, Scott pulled out his waist and sword, and swung it down, cutting off his right arm that had been completely shattered. Scarlet blood scatters the black land. The **** smell is filled.

The dark city gate gives a feeling of extreme oppression. On the huge city gate, there are four characters in the capital of killing.

In front of the door, two rows of black armored knights stood there quietly, without waiting for Tang San to show his identity card, a woman with a mask of black gauze had come out from inside.

"Welcome to the capital of killing." The woman's voice was very nice. She came to Tang San and flashed open and made a gesture of asking.

Although this underground city made Tang San extremely surprised, especially the limitations of the soul skills, but he held the mentality of the place where he came. Followed the woman into the city gate. Perhaps because of the identity card in the hand, no one blocked him.

Walking into the city, what Tang San saw was a blue-violet world. The lights hanging on both sides of the street are only released by these two kinds of light. To his surprise, there are quite a few people here, and no one pays attention to his outsiders. Except that everything seems so dark, take a look. It seems that it is no different from ordinary cities.

"I am your guide. You can ask me if you have any questions. I will answer all questions for you within twelve hours. After twelve hours, here is where you live. You also Will officially become a member of the killing capital."

Tang nodded three times and said: "What kind of place is the capital of killing?"

The black gauze girl said: "A piece of paradise. A fallen paradise."

Tang San frowned. "Is it so simple?"

The black gauze girl nodded.

Tang Sandao: "How did the killing capital be formed?"

The answer given by the black yarn girl this time is quite satisfactory to Tang San. "The killing capital has been formed for thousands of years. It is legendary. It is a powerful soul teacher who broke through the field after leaving the 100th level. Here, all the soul skills Can not be used, people can only survive by instinct and their own strength. Soul power can be used as a source of strength."

Tang San looked at the black yarn girl. "What is the rule here?"

The black yarn girl calmly said: "The rule here is that there is no rule. As a member of the killing capital, you can do anything here. Even the outside world's title Doroe comes here. It will also disappear because of the soul skills. We are weakened. And we don't need to fear them under the rule of the King of Killing. In the capital of killing, as long as you have enough power, you can do whatever you want. But I must remind you. Because there are no rules here, you can always face fatal dangers at any time. In a sense, this is a paradise for sin."

"A paradise for sin?"

"Yes. Because there are a lot of people coming here, it is because the outside world can't survive, you have to choose to enter. After coming here, you don't need to worry about being chased. Every killing capital Members will be protected by the killing capital."

For the protection of this statement, Tang San did not care, since he can come here by violent means. That means any strong person can. There is no soul skill and soul power, and the title of Douro is still the strong among the strong. Is the sinner here really safe?

"Mr. 9520. I understand what you are thinking." The black-haired girl suddenly said.

Tang San stunned. "Do you know what I am thinking?"

"You must be thinking about how the killing capital protects its people, is it?"

Tang San’s heart moved, “How do you know?”

The black gauze girl said: "Because everyone who has just arrived in the killing capital will have such an idea. But soon, they will dispel this thought. Enter the capital of killing. It needs to be tested and killed. Although you It is a special method to enter the ground. But the overall murderousness on your body is enough. And you defeated the Horror Knight. So you are allowed to join. However, one thing I must remind you. It is easy to enter the killing capital. But want to go out, but Almost impossible."

"Can only enter, can't you?" Tang San looked at the black gauze girl with some surprise. He does not think that he can't get out.

The black yarn girl nodded and said: "In the capital of the killing, there is a special law enforcement team. The terrorist knight you see is only a member of the law enforcement team. The great king of killing controls everything here. The real strong in the law enforcement team is composed of the King of Killing who has been able to use the soul skills of the Contra. The captain is also a title. There are many people who want to go out, but the result is No exceptions."

Tang San was shocked. If the title can not use the soul technology is still strong, then you can not use the title of the soul skills, but almost certainly can not defeat the Contra who can use the soul skills. And according to the black yarn girl, the captain of the law enforcement team of the killing capital turned out to be a title that can use the soul skills. No wonder she would say that it can only go in and out.

"Is there no way to go out?"

The black gauzy girl said lightly: "That is not the case. There is only one way to leave the killing capital. That is to win the champion of the **** killing field, and to have the qualification to challenge the **** road and then rush out of the **** road before leaving the killing capital. Anyone who is such a strong will be given the title of killing God. The killing capital has been built for thousands of years, and there have been eight killings before and after."

The Millennium Eight, this is an unbalanced number.

"That challenge failed?" Tang San asked.

The black yarn girl smiled and said: "In the capital of killing, there is no failure. Only success and death. Everything is like this."

Tang San smiled slightly. "It seems that this is really a killing capital."

The black yarn girl said: "There is no currency in the capital of killing. Any diet is provided free of charge. Of course, it is not poisonous. Here, the dead are the most valuable. Everyone will use the number of hoes they own as a powerful symbol. You can use your own hands to kill your opponent's blood and hoes, which can be used to exchange other items."

In the eyes of Tang San, the cold flashed, it seems, as the father said, here, anyone has the way to death.

"Well, take me to **** to kill the market." Tang said indifferently.

The black gauze girl snorted. "Are you sure? There are less than one-tenth of the people who can get out of there. It is also the place where our killing capital is the easiest to reduce the population. Everyone is required every year. Go to **** and kill the battlefield once. As long as you can fight through one battle, you can live another year in the killing capital."

Tang San faintly said: "I am sure, go now."

In the vagueness, the three-dimensional konjac of Tang San can see the slightly bright face of the face through the black gauze on the girl's face.

"If that's the case, then come with me." After that, the black gauze girl went to the city. She kept the pace very evenly, always following Tang San, just a little faster than Tang San.

Tang San is not eager to do anything, just quietly observing everything around him.

Walking, the road suddenly stood up, and in the dark corner of his place, even Tang San did not notice.

"Hey, there are new people coming to pull, it seems that there must be a new **** Mary. Oh."

Looking at this person, Tang San can't help but frown, and the person who speaks can't see the age, because his body is too special. There seems to be no meat in the whole body. If it is not the layer of skin outside the bread, I am afraid it is easy to misunderstand that he is a sly. Moreover, Tang San can clearly feel that this person is not caused by the cultivation of special exercises through simple observation. Both qi and blood are dying, and death is possible at any time.

"Can he fight through a **** every year like him?" Tang asked the black-haired girl.

The scorpion-like person saw the black-skinned **** the other side of Tang San, as if he had encountered something terrible, and he never dared to say anything more, and quickly re-hidden in the darkness.

"Of course not. Not everyone needs to be baptized by hell. After all, the death rate there is too high. In addition to the battle of **** killings every year, there is another way to kill. All survive. That is to contribute two glasses of **** Mary every month."