Slaughter City

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After drinking a glass of Bloody Mary, Fang Xuan felt as if a ball of fire was burning inside him—an indescribable desire to kill ignited in his blood vessels, causing his murderous intent to soar.

So that's how it is. Is this the secret of Bloody Mary? On the surface, it was a stimulant that increased one's murderous intent, but in reality, it was a slow-acting poison that destroyed the human body!

Fang Xuan snorted coldly. He understood the effects of Bloody Mary.

"Thank you for your hospitality!"

His expression was cold as he looked at the waiter beside him. With a shake of his right arm, he split the waiter into two halves. Blood splattered everywhere. Bathed in blood, he walked over the piles of corpses. He approached the ancient wooden bar and swung his sword again. The violent sword aura smashed the bar into pieces. Wood chips flew, and dark red wine spilled all over the floor.

A huge black hole appeared on the ground. Gusts of cold wind rushed out from the hole, carrying a dense evil aura as if a hundred thousand ghosts were screaming in his ears.

Fang Xuan lowered his gaze and looked at the bottomless black hole before him. The corners of his mouth curled into an arc. Without hesitation, he leaped into the black hole, instantly engulfed by endless darkness.

"Slaughter City, I'm coming!"

After falling for five meters, Fang Xuan landed steadily. He spread out his spiritual power, carefully exploring his surroundings in the pitch-black environment.

This was a passageway with no end in sight, like a long, enormous snake that had opened its ghastly mouth to swallow him. Ghastly winds accompanied by moaning waves echoed, terrifying and evil, causing one's hair to stand on end.

Fang Xuan remained cold and calm. He crushed a ghastly white skull underfoot and walked along the dark passageway without fear.

Half an hour later, he emerged into an open plain from the corridor. The ground was black like charcoal, but there was light all around.

A purple moon hung high in the night sky, emitting a demonic light. The moon was low, less than 500 meters from the ground, and below it was a majestic black city.

Black city gates, walls, and earth—everything here was black, as if it were a place of darkness. It was cold and intimidating, filled with a terrifying aura.

"Is this the Slaughter City?!"

Fang Xuan's eyes lit up at the black city before him. He felt excited and could not wait to enter this mysterious city.

Then, a cold voice suddenly sounded like a clap of thunder, its waves rippling in all directions.

"Welcome to the Slaughter City! This is the city of hell, a world of slaughter, a paradise for the strong! As long as you have the strength, you can get everything you want: money, power, beauty, and strength. The City has everything, but the price is your life!"

As the voice fell, the tall city gate, which had been tightly closed, gradually opened, and a dark figure flew out. This was a knight in black armor riding a majestic warhorse. Both man and horse were wrapped in steel armor, radiating a terrifying, murderous aura.

"I am the Terror Knight, Scott!"

Scott tightened the reins, and the warhorse neighed. Raising his battle spear, he pointed it at Fang Xuan.

"If you want to enter the Slaughter City, you must defeat me first. The weak have no right to enter the Slaughter City!"

"Then come at me!" Fang Xuan snorted. His eyes shone brightly as he calmly stared at the Terror Knight. With his mighty spiritual power, he could feel the surging Spirit power of his opponent. Despite this, he was full of fighting spirit.

"Kill!" Scott roared. His murderous aura surged. He urged his warhorse forward, charging wildly at Fang Xuan. His sharp battle spear pierced the night sky, bringing an ear-piercing explosion as it ruthlessly stabbed at Fang Xuan's forehead.

Fang Xuan's black hair was scattered as he stared motionlessly at Scott, who charged toward him. There was no fear in his eyes. He silently circulated his Spirit power, preparing to fight. At that moment, he remembered the special rules of the Slaughter City: Spirit masters couldn't use Spirit skills or release Spirit rings. They could only rely on their strength and techniques to fight and kill.

Without Spirit skills, a Spirit master's strength was significantly reduced. The Terror Knight would easily defeat many challengers who had just arrived at the Slaughter City, unaccustomed to this rule.

However, this restriction only affected Fang Xuan a little. As long as he had a sword, he had nothing to fear.

"Sword Draw!" Fang Xuan shouted coldly, unsheathing his long blade. A five-foot-long crescent-shaped blade light tore through the void, colliding heavily with Scott's spear.

"Rumble!"

The blade light and the spear tip clashed, creating a burst of sparks and a terrifying gust of wind. Scott's expression changed as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His battle spear was cut in half, and his entire body was sent flying from his warhorse, crashing heavily into the gates of the Slaughter City.

"Cough cough… What strength!"

Scott's face was pale, his eyes filled with shock. His battle spear and armor were shattered, and he had almost been killed.

As he looked at the indifferent youth walking towards him with a blade in hand, fear appeared on Scott's face for the first time. Who was this guy who could easily defeat him with a single strike?

"Do I have the right to enter now?!"

Fang Xuan calmly walked to the city gates, glancing indifferently at Scott, making him feel like a peerless beast was staring at him.

"O-of course!" Scott stammered, no longer daring to stop Fang Xuan. He handed a black token with both hands and explained,

"This is proof that you are in the Slaughter City. When you enter the city, someone will receive you and explain the situation in detail."

The black token, about the size of a palm, had a skull engraved with the serial number 94463. It appeared ordinary, but it was crucial for moving unimpeded in the Slaughter City. Without it, the powerful law enforcement team would kill one.

Fang Xuan glanced at the token, took it without a word, and strode into the Slaughter City. Scott watched the figure gradually disappear into the city; fear still etched on his face.

He couldn't help but sigh, "Slaughter City is going to change..."