Chapter 62: Hell Slaughter Arena
The outer city of Slaughter City was even more chaotic and dirtier than Su Mo had imagined.
Mottled bloodstains were everywhere on the streets, and suppressed groans and unbridled laughter drifted from the corners from time to time.
Just then, the black-veiled woman began to introduce, "Mr. 666, I am your guide. For the next twelve hours, I will introduce everything about Slaughter City to you. If there is anything you do not understand, you can ask me at any time. I will..."
"No need," Su Mo interrupted her, "Take me directly to the Hell Slaughter Arena."
The black-veiled woman was stunned. How did he, a newcomer, know about the Hell Slaughter Arena?
"Are you sure?" She frowned slightly, "Fewer than one in ten people who enter there come out alive."
"Yes," Su Mo nodded slightly, his expression devoid of any fluctuation, "Let's go."
"Since that is the case, follow me."
She said nothing more and led Su Mo through the streets of the outer city, heading towards the inner city.
Before long, under the guidance of the black-veiled woman, Su Mo arrived at the inner city.
The inner city and the outer city were completely different Worlds.
If the outer city was a chaotic and dirty slum, then the inner city was a paradise of madness and depravity.
On both sides of the streets were depraved people living in a drunken stupor, and the air was filled with a strong scent of blood.
But with the black-veiled woman walking by Su Mo's side, her very presence was a protective talisman, so the two arrived at a huge building unimpeded—it was the Hell Slaughter Arena.
"Alright, you can leave now," Su Mo said calmly.
"Mr. 666, are you sure? If I leave, you will immediately lose your newcomer protection period."
Her gaze swept across the surroundings.
In those dark corners, who knew how many pairs of greedy eyes were staring this way, like a pack of hungry wolves that had discovered prey.
Su Mo gave a soft grunt, unconcerned.
Immediately after, his gaze fell upon a burly man walking towards him not far away.
The burly man was over two meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, and his bare upper body was covered in overlapping old and new scars.
He held a cup in one hand, and the liquid inside was scarlet, swaying slightly.
That was Bloody Mary, which was human blood.
The burly man didn't know if he was preparing to compete or watch the battle, but that didn't matter.
In Su Mo's eyes, he was just a ticket to the Hell Slaughter Arena.
Su Mo raised his right hand, and a blood-colored Sword Qi condensed at his fingertips. Without hesitation, he flicked his wrist, and the Sword Qi suddenly shot out, speeding towards the burly man.
But the burly man was, after all, a person of the inner city, having lingered on the edge of death for years, and his reaction was extremely fast.
One could not use Soul Rings or Martial Soul Abilities in Slaughter City, so he couldn't care about the Bloody Mary in his hand; the wine glass fell directly to the ground and shattered into pieces.
He immediately raised his hands, Soul Power surging, attempting to block that sharp Sword Qi.
However, his Soul Power Rank was only in the forties, and even though Su Mo had just casually unleashed a Sword Qi, it was not something he could block.
The Sword Qi struck the burly man with a roar; his arm was instantly severed, and blood gushed out.
Before the burly man could even scream, the Asura Demon Sword had already sliced through the air, instantly piercing his abdomen, and then flew back into Su Mo's hand with a hum.
The Asura Demon Sword drank blood again and seemed extremely excited, its blade constantly humming and vibrating.
Su Mo dissipated his Martial Soul, the Asura Demon Sword, calmly took out a porcelain bottle from his spirit tool, and directly collected some of the burly man's blood into it.
The black-veiled woman not far away saw this scene, and a flash of astonishment crossed her beautiful eyes.
She hadn't expected this newcomer to be so decisive in killing.
Moreover, she hadn't even mentioned the requirements for entering the Hell Slaughter Arena, yet he already knew?
Su Mo took the porcelain bottle and walked up to the black-veiled woman, "Is this enough?"
"Naturally, it is enough," the black-veiled woman nodded in response, a hint of complexity appearing in her eyes as she looked at Su Mo.
Su Mo nodded, then took the porcelain bottle filled with blood, successfully entered the Hell Slaughter Arena, and signed up for a match.
While waiting, he went to the spectator stands.
At this moment, the surrounding stands were packed with excited depraved people, waving their arms, with crazy shouts and roars rising one after another, deafening.
He waited for about half an hour.
Ten people were gathered for Su Mo's first match.
Thus, a new round of slaughter began.
The rules were very simple: only one of the ten could survive.
And no one could use Soul Rings or Martial Soul Abilities; they could only rely on their own strength.
Su Mo arrived at the ring in the center of the Hell Slaughter Arena.
Time slowly passed.
Although he could not use Soul Rings or Martial Soul Abilities, Su Mo possessed Peak Asura Sword Intent, and combined with a year of harsh training, he hadn't even needed to use his External Soul Bone, and he won this first match very smoothly.
After the battle ended, Su Mo discovered that the Killing Intent within him had surged significantly, and his Soul Power had also increased a little.
For others, Slaughter City was like Hell, but for Su Mo, who possessed the Asura Demon Sword, he felt as if he were a fish returning to water.
After finishing the first match, Su Mo left the Hell Slaughter Arena.
He now intended to find a place to stay; after all, he couldn't just sleep on the street.
In Slaughter City, there were no rules and no order.
As long as you were strong enough, you could get everything you wanted.
Therefore, houses were seized by strength.
Before long, Su Mo arrived in front of a house that looked decent and looked it up and down.
After pondering for a moment, he decided this was the place.
He kicked the door open and entered, only to see two people inside engaged in some indescribable acts.
With a loud boom, the man inside was instantly startled.
"Damn! Who is it, daring to disturb me!" The man shouted angrily and turned his head sharply.
However, Su Mo didn't say a word of nonsense and directly unleashed his External Soul Bone and his Martial Soul, the Asura Demon Sword.
The man opposite was probably a Spirit King. Although he couldn't use Martial Soul Abilities, Su Mo did not underestimate him; after all, anyone who could survive in the inner city was no pushover.
However, it was a pity that he was facing Su Mo.
Su Mo's Soul Power Rank was already higher than his, and with the boost from his External Soul Bone, the gap in strength between the two was like heaven and earth.
In just a moment, the man collapsed into a pool of blood.
Su Mo grabbed his corpse and tossed it outside. The corpse rolled twice on the street, and soon, depraved people who smelled the blood gathered around; after all, this was ready-made Bloody Mary.
At this moment, the woman ran to Su Mo's feet, knelt on the ground, and pleaded ingratiatingly, "My lord, please don't kill me, I can ser..."
However, before the woman could finish her sentence, Su Mo ended her life with a single sword strike.
Immediately after, Su Mo threw her corpse out as well.
Afterward, Su Mo simply cleaned up the room and settled in.
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