In the darkness, a cold voice came from above Si Chen, "Welcome to the city of killing. This is the capital of hell, a world full of killing. Here, you can get everything you want, and the price is yours. life."
Si Chen shook his head and tried to open his eyes. A woman with a black veil squatted in front of her, frowning at her.
"Why is such a young child here?"
Si Chenxin said that I am not young anymore, and the ID card used to register Jian Wang San is my own. What's more, she is still a medical student who has been studying medicine for five years.
etc! where is this place? Didn't she hang up in the Valley of the Wicked? Why did that voice say this was the city of killing? This is not the same world at all, okay?
Fortunately, her thinking was still clear, and it took her a few minutes to figure out the situation. As expected, he should have traveled through time, but why was it that when others traveled through Douluo, the Novice Village was basically the Holy Soul Village? And he started in the killing city? Is this reasonable?
Is it because the AFK location is in the Valley of the Evil? Si Chen was puzzled. If I had known this, I would have chosen Daoxiang Village as the AFK location. Maybe I could have a simpler start.
Or is it because of Lingxue Pavilion’s identity? Or is it because of the full level of cultural burial?
"One blade kills one's name, one thousand lives are lost."
The "Cultural Burial" of Lingxue Pavilion's Divine Weapon is two feet four inches long and weighs nine pounds and eighty taels in total. The blood on the double-edged weapon is red and flowing continuously. Every time it drinks blood, it will make a low and cunning sound, which is horrifying.
The funeral cost thousands of lives, and he was as bloodthirsty as his master. Its owner is a crazy writer who specializes in murder stories. He often kills people to test his assumptions. He yearns for meticulous assassination and pursues perfection in every step of the assassination. He indulged in every story and engraved the most satisfying one on the hilt of the sword in the tomb. He succumbed to power, and only power could allow him to assassinate without any scruples. He worked in Wugoutai, Lingxue Pavilion, and looked forward to carving another story on the funeral.
After much deliberation, a civil burial was the most likely option. However, Si Chen looked at his empty hands and shouted in his heart: Where is my little Chengwu? Where is the full-level Xiao Chengwu that I have been obsessed with for three months? And why are my hands so small? It looks like I can’t even hold the mouse firmly!
Others have basically brought the system with them when they traveled through time. At present, I haven't even awakened the martial spirit. Maybe the system can only be activated when the martial spirit awakens? Si Chen thought without hope.
But now that he is in the city of killing, who can help him awaken his martial spirit? Is it possible to awaken on your own in a life-and-death struggle?
Just as Si Chen was thinking quickly, a black sign was handed to her hand. There was a skull carved on the sign and a number below it, six six six six.
"9." This was the first word Si Chen said after coming to this world.
"This is six." The girl in black gauze frowned. This child was probably stupid.
"I know." Si Chen curled his lips in a self-deprecating tone, "I mean... 6 turned over."
you do not say! At the beginning of the killing city, there was no system, no martial spirit, and he seemed to be only five or six years old. He didn't know how many Bloody Marys he could squeeze out of his small body.
The cold palm of the girl in black gauze placed on Si Chen's forehead. She didn't have a fever. Maybe the child was born stupid. It was a pity for her beautiful eyes.
But there was still a process to go through. The girl in black gauze extended her hand to Si Chen and said, "Welcome to the city of killing."
Si Chen's gaze went straight past the girl in black gauze and towards the black city behind her. The thick black city wall was extremely wide. It turned out to be a city, and there was actually a purple moon hanging over the city. The moon was very low, as if it was less than five hundred meters away from the ground. Looking upward, everything was black, like a dark night.
It seemed that he could only move forward no matter what. Si Chen took a deep breath, held the black gauze girl's hand, and followed her into the city gate.
Walking into the city, Si Chen saw a blue-purple world. The lights hung on both sides of the street only emit these two kinds of light. Except that everything looks so dark, at first glance, it doesn't seem to be any different from an ordinary city.
"I am your explainer. If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask me. Within twelve hours, I will answer all your questions. After twelve hours, this is where you live. You also Will officially become a member of Killing City.”
"Then do you know how I got here?" Si Chen wanted to know why he was so unlucky.
"Don't you have any previous memories?" The girl in black gauze was surprised. This child did not look like a degenerate, as if he appeared out of thin air in the Killing City.
"No, I opened my eyes and I was here."
The girl in black veil felt more and more something was wrong. First of all, this child had never drank a Bloody Mary and had never experienced killing. Secondly, this child did not alert the Terror Knight when he appeared in front of the city gate of the Killing City. She squeezed Si Chen's hand gently and found that Si Chen's bone age was only six years old.
"Have you ever awakened your martial spirit?"
"What is the martial spirit?" Si Chen decided to pretend to be stupid first. The information she currently has is only the description of the Killing City and Douluo Continent in the original book, but whether it is actually different from the real Killing City, she also Not sure.
Okay, now the girl in black gauze can basically confirm that bringing Si Chen in is also a way to deliver food to those degenerates. A six-year-old girl who hasn't awakened her martial soul yet, no matter what she thinks, she's going to die, right? However, the situation of this child is quite special, so it is better to report it to the King of Slaughter first. Maybe the owner of the Slaughter City will be interested in this girl.
"In that case, I will take you to see the King of Slaughter first."
Si Chen nodded and was taken to a dark and spacious room by the girl in black gauze.
There is an extremely huge chair in the room, which is inlaid with blue and purple crystals. The crystals outline a skull-like form. Everything here is dark red except for this chair. A tall figure sat on the giant chair. In the darkness, his appearance could not be clearly seen, but he could only vaguely see that the man was tall and thin.
Tang Chen. Si Chen recited the name silently, but she knew very well that the person in front of her who was about to talk to her was not Tang Chen, but the King of Killing who was parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king.
"Great King, I have brought you a new person." The girl in black gauze knelt on one knee and looked respectfully at the tall man sitting on the chair. "This child appeared out of thin air in the Killing City, so I have brought her to you, and it is up to you to decide whether she goes or stays.”
"Go or stay?" The King of Slaughter looked at Si Chen with interest, "There is always only one way to leave from here. Do you think she can do it?"
"No." The girl in black gauze replied respectfully, "Although you cannot use soul skills in the Killing City, it is impossible for a child who has not even awakened his martial soul to survive here."
"Oh?" The King of Slaughter suddenly became interested, "It would be too boring to let her die like this. How about this, I will help her awaken her martial soul and give her the right to use soul skills in the city of killing."
It was impossible to say that he was not afraid. Si Chen bit his lips tightly to prevent himself from making a sound, pretending to be calm in front of the King of Slaughter.
Since the King of Slaughter wants to awaken his martial soul for himself, he must seize this opportunity firmly. This is his only chance to survive in the City of Slaughter. As for leaving the Killing City, this matter is not yet within Si Chen's consideration.
"Raise your head!" the King of Slaughter commanded.
Si Chen raised her head obediently, letting the King of Slaughter examine her face.
"Hands out!"
Si Chen obediently obeyed and handed his right hand to the King of Slaughter. The King of Slaughter grabbed Si Chen's wrist, and mysterious blood lines covered his pale skin. A sword-shaped magic pattern lit up on his forehead, and a pair of huge blood-red wings spread out from his back, cold and cold. The bloodthirsty murderous aura spread out of him almost instantly.
Si Chen was so horrified that she couldn't help but step back, but the Slaughter King held her wrist tightly.
"It's not up to you now, little one."
Suddenly, a bloody light shield enveloped Si Chen and the King of Slaughter. Bloody light spots emerged from the light shield and poured into Si Chen's body in an instant. Immediately, Si Chen felt that his whole body was filled with a kind of warm energy. Under the pull of the energy, something in his body seemed to be broken, and all the energy rushed into his palm in an instant.
Just when the light points were about to spurt out from Si Chen's palm, an icy chill poured into her body, and a layer of faint dark red magic lines appeared on her body.
Si Chen subconsciously closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she found that she was in another space.
"This is where?"
Si Chen found that she seemed to be in a mirror world. She saw her appearance clearly for the first time after traveling to the Douluo plane.
Reflected in the mirror is a petite girl with a clean and fair face, a delicate nose, and lips as crimson as cherry blossoms. She is like a carefully carved porcelain doll. She is so beautiful that she is ecstatic, but she is lost. As cold as life, the most eye-catching thing is the pair of breathtaking ice-blue vertical pupils. They are a pair of eyes that do not belong to humans.
Such an exquisite face made Si Chen feel that he had made the right choice by spending several hours pinching his face. It was a pity that he could not bring the graduation equipment with him when he traveled through time.
It seems that he is not soul-wearing but wearing a body, so his physical strength should be much stronger than that of the natives of Douluo Continent. This has yet to be confirmed, but first, he must figure out where he is now.
Just as Si Chen stared at himself in the mirror in a daze, the appearance of the girl in the mirror changed slightly.
The long black hair turned white instantly as if fading, the ice blue eyes were replaced by dark red, and a sword-shaped mark appeared on the forehead, which was exactly the same as the magic pattern on the forehead of the Slaughter King.
"This is it?" Si Chen looked at himself in the mirror in shock.
Unexpectedly, the girl in the mirror spoke. Si Chen knew that he would never be able to make such a sound, because the sound was as sonorous as gold and iron, and with every word he spat out, the air seemed to become a little colder. Similar.
"My name is Shura."
