Entering the main gate, the first sight was a world of black and red. A bloody sun hung high in the sky, casting a crimson light that made the entire world feel as if submerged in a sea of blood.
Tall pavilions loomed, obscuring the red light cast by the bloody sun in the sky. Narrow alleyways were filled with darkness, from which groans, cries, and pleas for mercy could be faintly heard.
People passing by carried a strong scent of blood and a sense of vigilance. They were cautious in this city, or rather, of everyone they encountered, because any one of them could be the one to end your life!
Conflict and slaughter played out here every day. This was the City of Absolute Freedom.
"For the next twelve hours, I will be your guide. You can ask me anything you don't understand."
"Within these twelve hours, you are absolutely safe. But after twelve hours, you will officially become a member of the Slaughter City and will no longer be under my protection."
"You must ensure your own safety!"
The woman, graceful and slender, walked ahead and spoke to Wang Zhong beside her.
To protect and help newcomers adapt, everyone entering Slaughter City had a guide to teach them relevant knowledge. The black-clad woman before him was fulfilling such a role.
Compared to the outside world, in Slaughter City, there were no so-called rules or laws. Even killing someone in the street would not incur any punishment. Those who came here were all heinous criminals with blood on their hands, forced to flee here to escape pursuit from the outside world.
Of course, there was one exception: the Holy Spirit Cult members!
Due to the Spirit Hall's purge of the Holy Spirit Cult countless years ago, and the simultaneous disappearance of the Cult Master and Elders, the Spirit Hall achieved a great victory in that cleansing operation. A considerable number of Holy Spirit Cult members were captured and thrown into Slaughter City.
With a glance from the corner of his eye, Wang Zhong observed the mocking gazes from beside the surrounding pavilions and the various colored flame emblems on many people's brows. His expression was unreadable.
In just a short walk, he had seen two Black Hall Masters, three Purple Core Disciples, and several White and Yellow cult members and followers. One could imagine how many Holy Spirit Cult members were present here.
Shifting his gaze away from them, Wang Zhong asked a question that piqued his interest.
"How was Slaughter City formed?"
A land of sin could not be formed overnight. It required not only time but also absolute power.
Without absolute power, how could it occupy such a territory on the continent and exist as a sanctuary? Without power, how could those inherently brutal individuals obey its rules?
"Slaughter City has existed for a thousand years."
"Legend says it is a domain left behind by a Spirit Master who broke through level 100."
"Also, here, no spirit skills can be used. Everyone can only rely on experience, instinct, and their own strength to survive. Of course, spirit power is also one of the sources of power."
Hearing the woman's words, Wang Zhong's brow furrowed slightly, but then it relaxed. The so-called rules of the outside world were useless to him.
He could use spirit skills anytime!
"By the way, I must remind you, it is easy to enter Slaughter City, but it is almost impossible to leave," the woman stopped, her expression solemn.
"Only in, no out?" Wang Zhong was skeptical of this rule. If it were true, how had his teacher Bibi Dong managed to leave?
"You can understand it that way, but it's not entirely accurate."
"Slaughter City is guarded by an Enforcement Team. The captain of each Enforcement Team is a Titled Douluo. Trying to force your way out is tantamount to seeking death."
"But if you win the championship of the Hell Slaughter Arena, you will earn the qualification to challenge the Hell Road! And the Hell Road is the only path to leave Slaughter City."
"And every strong individual who passes the Hell Road will be bestowed the title of Slaughter God! Since the founding of Slaughter City, eight Slaughter Gods have appeared in total."
The woman explained earnestly, and Wang Zhong was momentarily stunned by the number.
Countless people, perhaps in the millions or tens of millions, had entered Slaughter City over the millennia. Out of such a vast base, only eight had passed the Hell Road and left Slaughter City!
This comparison, even just imagining it, evoked a sense of cruelty and bloodshed. The cause of all this was likely the so-called Hell Slaughter Arena.
"What is the Hell Slaughter Arena?" Wang Zhong asked the woman walking in front of him.
"A bloody and terrifying spirit fighting platform akin to hell!" The woman's tone was calm, without any fluctuation. Describing the Hell Slaughter Arena with the word hell was rather inadequate.
For it was far more terrifying than hell. The victor lived, the loser died, without exception.
"Deathmatch arena." Such a description reminded Wang Zhong of another fighting mode in the Great Spirit Fighting Arena: deathmatch!
Wang Zhong's words caused the woman to pause slightly, but only for a moment. After a blink, she continued forward.
She nodded and said, "That understanding is also acceptable."
"But unlike the fair one-on-one or team-vs-team deathmatches outside, in the Hell Slaughter Arena, your opponents are always multiple. But how many there are in the end depends on your skill and ability."
Wang Zhong pressed further, "What does that mean!"
The woman's tone remained unchanged. "It's very simple. In the Hell Slaughter Arena, each slaughter match consists of ten people."
"These ten people might not know each other, or they might have been friends before. Regardless of the situation, only one person can survive in the end."
"Whether they engage in a free-for-all, or join forces to eliminate everyone else before deciding the victor, all of this is tacitly allowed!"
In a few words, the bloody and cold-blooded rules of the Hell Slaughter Arena were vividly displayed. Whether they were opponents or friends, once chosen to stand in the arena, their fate was to slaughter each other.
Such rules made Wang Zhong's gaze grow cold. He extremely disliked the idea of friends slaughtering each other under such rules.
However, in Slaughter City, he had no friends! This was also a form of good fortune.
"So, the champion of the Hell Slaughter Arena is simply the one who wins against those ten people?" Wang Zhong inquired.
"No!"
"That is just one match victory! If you want to become the champion of the Hell Slaughter Arena, you must win one hundred consecutive matches!"
The woman stopped walking and turned to face Wang Zhong, her expression exceptionally serious and solemn.
Behind her appeared an extremely imposing and bloody building. This was the Hell Slaughter Arena.
"This is your identity token, Nine-Zero-Zero-Zero!"
An identity token is one's identity or name in Slaughter City. Only with an identity token can you participate in the challenges of the Hell Slaughter Arena.