Chapter 182 Tang Chen?
Inside the tavern.
After Golden Crocodile Douluo displayed his aura,
all the Fallen Ones trembled and prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to move.
A moment later,
a middle-aged man clad in blood-red armor led a squad of knights in full black armor out from the deep entrance behind the bar.
Upon seeing Golden Crocodile Douluo's martial soul and soul ring configuration, he silently swallowed.
"May I ask who Your Majesty is, and what brings you to our Slaughter City?"
"Are you the King of Slaughter?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo sized up the middle-aged man before him, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Meeting Golden Crocodile Douluo's gaze, the man shook his head.
"My name is Ye Xiao, level ninety-two soul power, title Blood Spear.
I am the captain of the Slaughter City Enforcement Team. The great King of Slaughter will arrive soon.
May I ask what brings you to our Slaughter City?"
After introducing himself, Blood Spear Douluo inquired again about Golden Crocodile Douluo's purpose.
Golden Crocodile Douluo waved his hand at him.
"Get out of the way. I'm looking for the King of Slaughter. You can't make decisions for me."
"You..."
Blood Spear Douluo's expression changed slightly, but knowing Golden Crocodile Douluo's strength, he didn't dare to say anything more.
At this moment, the black-armored knights standing behind Blood Spear Douluo also lowered their heads one after another.
They dared not look at Blood Spear Douluo's increasingly ugly face.
As everyone fell silent, the atmosphere in the tavern became increasingly strange...
Standing behind Golden Crocodile Douluo and Qian Daoliu, Qin Ming sized up the Blood Spear Douluo not far away.
'Is this the most miserable Title Douluo in the original work, who only had a background sound effect and didn't even have a chance to appear?
Title Blood Spear, level 92 soul power, I wonder how strong he is.'
Just as Qin Ming was pondering, Blood Spear Douluo was also observing the three of them.
In the eerie atmosphere, no one made the first move...
After a long while, a chilling voice came again from the deep entrance.
"What do you people from the Spirit Hall want in my Slaughter Capital?"
Interrupted from his thoughts, Qin Ming looked up.
At this moment, Blood Spear Douluo had led the squad of black-armored knights around him to both sides.
Amidst the clanging of armor, they lowered their heads, knelt on one knee, and shouted in unison,
"Welcome the great King of Slaughter!"
The next moment, a middle-aged man with a pair of blood-red horns on his head, a somewhat pale face, and dark red mysterious patterns covering his face slowly walked out.
"I am the King of Slaughter. What business do you people from the Spirit Hall have here?"
As he spoke, the pair of blood-red bat wings that had spread out on the back of the King of Slaughter gently flapped.
At this moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo beside Qin Ming was no longer paying attention to the King of Slaughter's unusual appearance.
The unique sword-shaped mark between the brows of the King of Slaughter firmly attracted Golden Crocodile Douluo's attention. The fact
that three people had consecutively passed the Divine Trial made Golden Crocodile Douluo particularly attentive to such special marks.
The moment he noticed the mark, Golden Crocodile Douluo realized that the King of Slaughter was very likely also a Divine Trial participant.
Realizing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo abandoned his initial contempt.
He turned to look at Qin Ming and Qian Daoliu beside him.
At this moment, Qin Ming didn't show any particular reaction, but Qian Daoliu's furrowed brows surprised Golden Crocodile Douluo.
'Is Big Brother thinking of directly killing the King of Slaughter?'
Just as Golden Crocodile Douluo was pondering this, Qian Daoliu's voice suddenly rang in his mind.
"Second Brother, take a closer look at that King of Slaughter."
Hearing Qian Daoliu's mental transmission, Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately used his mental power to communicate with him.
"Brother, the King of Slaughter seems to be a successor of a god as well."
"I'm not talking about that. Take a closer look at his face. Doesn't it look familiar?" You'll never believe why I moved to… KarachiMeetSinglesYou'll never believe why I moved to… KarachiMeetSingles Upon hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo was somewhat stunned.
He subconsciously followed Qian Daoliu's instructions and looked towards the King of Slaughter.
Upon closer inspection, a strange sense of familiarity arose in his heart.
"Brother, I feel like I've seen him somewhere before..."
"Tang Chen, this King of Slaughter is definitely Tang Chen, who has been missing for decades.
Even if he's turned to ashes, I'll still recognize him."
Listening to Qian Daoliu's telepathic transmission, Golden Crocodile Douluo felt a sense of disorientation.
"Tang Chen?"
After muttering to himself, Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the King of Slaughter again.
Ignoring the King of Slaughter's inhuman features and the strange patterns on his face,
after carefully observing his facial features, Golden Crocodile Douluo confirmed Qian Daoliu's idea.
'This guy really is Tang Chen.'
Swallowing silently, Golden Crocodile Douluo telepathically spoke to Qian Daoliu again.
"Brother, decades ago, you told me that Tang Chen went to find the inheritance of a god.
Judging from Tang Chen's appearance now, he probably already found the inheritance back then.
It's just that some accidents occurred during the divine trial.
Based on this, the legend circulating on the continent might be true.
This Slaughter City might really be a place where a god becomes a god.
There is probably a god's inheritance inside the Slaughter City."
After a pause, Golden Crocodile Douluo continued to transmit his voice.
"Brother, after we get the inner core of that Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent,
let's kill him directly.
The inheritance of a god cannot fall into the hands of the Clear Sky Sect."
Hearing Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice transmission, Qian Daoliu hesitated slightly.
"Second brother, isn't this a bit inappropriate?
Maybe we should be more cautious..."
Seeing Qian Daoliu's reaction, Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned.
Knowing Qian Daoliu's personality, he skillfully changed his way of persuading him.
"Brother, there are so many fallen ones here. We can't let them obtain the divine inheritance.
What if one of these fallen ones is lucky enough to inherit a godhood?
We can't watch them wreak havoc on the continent!
This place must be managed by our Spirit Hall!"
Hearing Golden Crocodile Douluo say this, Qian Daoliu finally made up his mind.
"Alright, we'll do as you say, but we still need to be cautious.
After Third Brother returns, we'll gather our strength and act together!"
Just as Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo were communicating using their spiritual power, the King of Slaughter, feeling slighted, finally couldn't hold back any longer.
Spots of blood light emanated from his pupils, and he grasped the long demonic sword in his hand.
"What exactly do you two mean?"
At this moment, sensing the change in the King of Slaughter's attitude,
Golden Crocodile Douluo remained silent, only casting a glance at Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu immediately understood, his snow-white wings unfurling, and a huge angelic phantom appeared behind him amidst the starlight.
Qian Daoliu no longer concealed his aura.
"Another level 99 Title Douluo!"
The King of Slaughter's expression changed drastically. The demonic sword in his hand vanished, and he instinctively took two steps back.
At this moment, the King of Slaughter had a fleeting thought of turning and running away...
(End of Chapter)
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