Chapter 23: Slaughter City (Part 2)

3 days later.

In a room of a run down inn, 3 figures were seen discussing something.

"....Ok. This will be the plan. We are moving now." Nian Zhen said.

Currently in front of him were 1 of his clones. After a night of planning, Nian Zhen thought it was necessary to take some measures if he didn't want to reveal that he was The Northern Berserker.

So, Nian Zhen created 1 clone who will infiltrate this place and collect as much information it can, Codenamed 'Hei Pao'(Literally: Black Robe).

[Host. If Northern Warrior mysteriously obtains a Killing God Domain, wouldn't it be suspicious?]

"Don't worry about that. I had let Si Lao spread the rumor that Northern Berserker went to Slaughter City. I will send my other clone with me who will act as Northern Berserker, under the codename 'Hongchen'(Literally: Red dust)."

Nian Zhen will pretend to be himself, while his clone will pretend to be Northern Berserker.

Due to constant experiments and trials, Nian Zhen was able to let his clones wield any one of his Martial Soul. This allowed his clones to use his Martial Souls, though only as a replica of the original.

Creating another clone, Nian Zhen explained some things to 'Hongchen' and let him go get an ID.

Hei Pao also immediately followed the order as he jumped down from the window heading off as he went to get his own ID.

"I want all three of us to get permission to enter the Hell road." Nian Zhen thought.

[Hei Pao too?] Enron asked.

"Yes. It would come in handy to use Hei Pao's name sometimes." Nian Zhen thought.

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Heading towards the Hell Slaughter Arena, Nian Zhen saw different crimes here and there. They say that casual killing is not allowed in the Outer city but Nian Zhen saw countless killings along the way. What were the guards doing?

"I don't know how the spirit beasts are getting extinct instead of humans. Every day countless Humans are getting killed. Yet the population doesn't seem to be decreasing at all. Didn't they say the stronger your rank is the harder it is for you to reproduce? How can the population remain constant?" Nian Zhen thought.

[No Answer Found.]

(AN: By the way, some of you have been saying he speaks way too loud with Enron. I guess I didn't mention it, so Nian Zhen just conveys his thoughts to Enron. Though it may look like he is speaking out loud, he is actually just speaking in his mind..)

After a while, Nian Zhen arrived at the arena. Entering inside, what greeted Nian Zhen was a torn down battlefield. Many people packed together in groups. Some kill each other while looking out for the guards. Some were betting while looking at the match.

At the battlefield, Nian Zhen saw ten people fighting among themselves. According to what he knows, a person should at least win 100 matches to be able to enter the inner city. Nian Zhen has to kill 900 people if he wants to enter the inner city. Meaning that every match, out of the ten people fighting, he should be the only one remaining.

"900 isn't that much though." Nian Zhen said.

[Host. Including your 2 clones it would be 2700 humans.....]

"Now, what was my ID number again?" Nian Zhen thought. Nian Zhen had to go out again and enter the slaughter city once more. He completely missed the fact that he needed an ID card if he wanted to take part in Hell Slaughter Arena. Nian Zhen still remembers what Enron had said to him that day.

'[STOOPID]' (AN: well actually this was my mistake. Completely forgot you need an ID to enter the Arena. Sry bout that)

After 3 days of getting basic information of the Slaughter City from his Protector, Nian Zhen had finally decided to move today.

"I would like to take part." Nian Zhen said indifferently.

"Ok, Mister...uhh...7769. Donate a bloody mary." A black robed woman said.

"Fine." Nian Zhen said handing out a cup of bloody mary he acquired while coming to this arena.

"Your match is after an hour. Get ready. If you are unlucky you may not live after that." The woman said indifferently. She was not a bit concerned about where Nian Zhen got this from.

"...." Nian Zhen remained silent while watching the match in front of him.

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More than a year later.

What would have ended in less than an year, took Nian Zhen an entire year to complete. After He and his clones took part in the Slaughter Arena, they had to go through constant consolidation in order to calm their mind.

As a result, the continuous tasks of acquiring Info, battling and meditation took them extra time to reach the 100th win.

During this time, the slaughter city witnessed the rise of three new killing gods. After their 60th win countless assassination attempts were made in order to kill them but they would instantly kill each and every one of them.

The three had gotten three different nicknames which represented them. Nian Zhen: Cataclysm King, Hongchen: White Rakshasa, Hei Pao: The Tragic Night, which they each gained due to their fighting style and techniques.

Today marked the 100th match of the three. If they can win their respective match, it would be their 100th consecutive win.

"Finally. It took longer than I thought it would." Nian Zhen said. Currently, he was the only one left to get his 100th win. Both Hei Pao and Hongchen had already won their own 100th match.

"He should come any second now." Nian Zhen thought, cleanly slicing the enemy into two parts using his two halberd. This halberd was a gift given by Gu Lao during his 9th birthday. Hongchen wielded the Primordial Scythe whereas Hei Pao wielded two Khukuri made by Nian Zhen. It is a type of curved machete used by the Nepalese Gurkha back in Earth.

The halberds had red blades attached to them, with a black pole which was imprinted with many ancient inscriptions. Whereas the Khukuri was purely made out of a highly dense black metal with an overwhelming weight of at least 100 kg.

Fully using his dual wielding skills, Nian Zhen had swept through all of his matches with just his raw physical and spiritual strength.

8 blades suddenly attacked Nian Zhen. Cleanly dodging it, Nian Zhen easily slashed 2 of the sneak attackers.

"All of you are together? Then, Let's roll." Nian Zhen said looking at the team of people who attacked him.

"Absolute Blade Arts: Shura's Wrath…"

In a flash, countless chunks of meat and bones splattered around the arena.

"Its over huh?" Nian Zhen thought as he nodded towards his clones.

"Congratulations." Suddenly, a deep and sharp voice suddenly came from every direction.

"Slaughter King?" Nian Zhen thought as he looked in a certain direction.