Chapter 194 The King of Killing

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Hu Liena didn't leave immediately, but looked at the antidote in her hand, hesitant to speak.

She hesitated for a moment, and finally opened her mouth and said:

"I want another antidote, I don't know what to exchange for it."

Tang San glanced at Hu Liena, and immediately understood that this was for Gehrman, smiled, and threw out another pill:

"Here you go, no need to pay any price, at least from now until the end of Hell Road, we are partners."

"Partner..." Hu Liena chewed on this word, looking at Tang San with a hint of approval, "Thank you."

She put away the pill and took out a large bag of food from the ring-shaped space soul tool:

"Normal food is getting harder and harder to find. Take this as my thank you gift. Although it's nothing, it can at least save you the time to go out and find food, and use more energy to prepare for the impact on Hell Road."

Tang San's eyes softened a little:

"Thank you, this is exactly what I need now."

For drinks, or rather food, like "Bloody Mary", Tang San could drink it without changing his expression, but that didn't mean he could accept it from the bottom of his heart.

In the past, he had also drunk a lot, but that was all in front of others, in order to disguise himself and make himself look no different from other people living in the City of Slaughter.

When there was a choice, he certainly hoped to eat normal food.

These days, he spent more and more time robbing food, sometimes even having to risk going to places near where Gehrman lived.

Moreover, killing people when robbing food was not conducive to him restraining his murderous aura, which made his already precarious spirit further slide towards madness.

The reward given by Hu Liena was exactly what he urgently needed now.

After saying goodbye to Tang San, Hu Liena walked on the empty street, looking at the City of Slaughter, which was much more desolate and barren than in the past, and suddenly felt that the difference between here and the outside world was not that great.

Except for the chronic poison that permeated the air, which was everywhere and addictive, and the Eternal Underworld Moon that cast a faint cold glow in the sky, constantly stirring up people's inner desires.

Although this place is known as a city of fallen people without rules and laws, in fact, the lack of "rules" refers to the laws and social rules of the outside world. The City of Slaughter has its own "rules".

A crow with white eye circles fluttered its wings and landed, staying on her shoulder, its dark pupils deep and mysterious, just like its master Gehrman Sparrow.

"You didn't leave, little crow." Hu Liena smiled, "Are you worried about me?"

The crow has no name. It is Gehrman's pet, and Hu Li Na has always called it "little crow".

"Gah..."

The crow made a hoarse and deep cry, causing the surrounding residents to tremble in their hearts.

This is a crow, also a well-known figure, even called the "messenger of death". Except for people who are starving and crazy, no one dares to approach it.

Because in the past three years, Gehrman has proved his importance to it with countless corpses. As long as someone attacks it, he will appear from some corner and kill those people one by one.

...

The white villa was stained with the same colors by the blue and purple lights in the City of Slaughter, looking gloomy and eerie.

"Gehrman Sparrow" looked at the tall and thin man descending from the sky and landing on his balcony, his eyes maintaining their usual coldness.

"What's the matter?" He said in a somewhat indifferent tone.

"Let me introduce myself, I am the King of Slaughter, the ruler and manager of this city, the master of great blood and depravity."

The man wrapped in a scarlet cloak, dressed like a big bat, revealing two sharp fangs in his mouth while speaking, said in a chanting tone.

"King of Slaughter? What do you want from me?" "Gehrman Sparrow"'s expression remained unchanged, as if he was not surprised by the identity of the person in front of him at all.

"You are very good, you can still remain calm when you see the great master of slaughter."

Amon looked at this big bat, the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it was to the eye, even his arrogant and conceited appearance, he felt a little cute... He looked at the other party as if he was looking at his soul ring.

The King of Slaughter, however, did not notice it at all, and continued to say to himself:

"Mortal, now I will give you a chance to serve the great King of Slaughter, feel fortunate, feel proud, feel proud."

"Gehrman" pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, looking at the other party from top to bottom, as if considering where to start cutting.

The King of Slaughter said self-indulgently: "Gehrman, I have heard of your name, you are a very good hunter.

"Now, the great King of Slaughter orders you to participate in the Hell Killing Field and kill the two people who are about to become the hundred-win 'champions'.

"The City of Slaughter does not allow the birth of two more Slaughter Gods, which may lead to disastrous consequences.

"Those guys who can freely use soul skills in the City of Slaughter will act recklessly and destroy the rules of this city, and destroy the rules set by the great King of Slaughter.

"For the safety and stability of the City of Slaughter, they must die!

"After you succeed, I will give you the identity of a guide, with this identity, you can briefly return to the ground world, of course, the range of activities cannot be too far from the intersection.

"Accept this task gratefully, otherwise, the great King of Slaughter will bestow eternal rest on those who do not obey."

"Gehrman Sparrow" was expressionless, his eyes sharp:

"Did you ask for my opinion? Why do you think I would be attracted by your conditions, why do you think I would be willing to kill my companions in order to become a guide."

The blood-red eyes of the King of Slaughter stared at "Gehrman", with a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if wondering why anyone would dare to say such a thing to the great King of Slaughter.

But thinking that he still needed the other party to do things for him, he suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and said:

"Are you talking about that woman? This is not a problem. In this city, there are many messengers of the King of Slaughter, all of whom are young and beautiful women, you can enjoy them at will."

Seeing that Amon still did not respond, the King of Slaughter couldn't help but frown:

"Mortal, don't push your luck, I have already given you enough generous conditions, could it be that you want to refuse this honor, refuse to serve the great King of Slaughter?"

The corners of "Gehrman Sparrow"'s mouth slowly curved upwards, raised his right hand, pinched the right half of the frame of his gold-rimmed glasses, and said with a smile:

"No, I am very honored to be able to do things for the great King of Slaughter, of course, I will also ask for the rewards I need, thank you for your generosity."

"Very good, I hope you don't let me down." The King of Slaughter turned into a blood light and soared into the sky.

Amon looked with great interest as this self-satisfied big bat disappeared into the boundless darkness, and whispered to himself:

"Heh... I think the reward you give will satisfy me, hmm, it will definitely be."

"Gehrman, I'm back." Hu Liena's light voice sounded.

She came to the second floor and saw "Gehrman Sparrow" sitting on the sofa, his body slightly bent and his hands naturally clasped.

"You're back, counting, you're about to leave, right?" "Gehrman" suddenly said.

Hu Liena's expression froze slightly, and she said somewhat unnaturally: "Yes, yes... I'm sorry."

She looked down at the ground, not daring to look at "Gehrman"'s eyes.

"That's good, help me take this guy out, after all, it's been with me for so long, continuing to stay here is not a good thing for it."

"Gehrman" raised his playing arm horizontally, looking at the crow staying on his forearm and said.

"Oh, okay." Hu Liena said in a daze.

"Relax, don't be so sad, I can go out soon, soon." "Gehrman" smiled, "Or do you think that even the hundred games that you can finish, I won't be able to complete?"

"No, of course you can." Hu Liena said affirmatively.

But what she was worried about in her heart was another question. Gehrman's reputation was too great, no one in the inner city knew about it. From the time she met him until now, she had never seen him injured.

Even the smallest scar, there has never been one!

No one dares to sign up for the competition when Gehrman participates in the Hell Killing Field, which will greatly extend the time he goes out.

"By the way, there is poison in 'Bloody Mary', and the air here is also poisonous. The reason why we crave 'Bloody Mary' is because the addictive toxins in it are at work." Hu Liena reminded.

She took out a pill that Tang San gave her: "This is the antidote, I have tried it, it has no problem, the effect is very good."

After taking the pill given by Tang San, Hu Liena felt relaxed all over, and the agitation in her heart also eased a lot.

"Have you seen me drink that thing?" "Gehrman"'s eyes showed a hint of a smile.

Hu Liena was slightly stunned, "That's right, you have never drunk it... Did you know it long ago?"

"Well, I have also reminded you to drink less of this thing."

Hu Liena then remembered that Gehrman had indeed said this to her a long time ago.

At first, she had not touched "Bloody Mary" for a long time, but the toxins contained in the air gradually eroded her body, making her unable to calm down.

It was not until she drank a glass of "Bloody Mary" that she felt a moment of peace.

Since then, she has gradually fallen into depravity and can no longer leave "Bloody Mary".

"Sorry, I let you down, right?" Hu Liena was a little lost.

"You have done well enough, maintaining for more than a year under the erosion of toxins. I am different from you, these little tricks are useless to me."

This is a lie. Amon does not have a constitution that is immune to toxins. He will also be eroded and aroused his inner desires.

But he can restrain himself. Compared with the depravity and madness contained in the endless whispers he feels when he meditates and cultivates, this little temptation is nothing at all.

"But, thank you anyway." "Gehrman" took the pill and said softly.

"These days, you should take good care of yourself and maintain a good state. Hell Road is not simple. I still have something to do, I'll go out for a while."

"Gehrman" got up and walked downstairs.

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