Fang Xuan's plan was straightforward. He wanted to destroy Slaughter City and kill all the hundred thousand Fallen in it. He intended to use this opportunity to become a Titled Douluo!
After all, these Fallen had been consumed by their desires and had already turned into walking corpses. Even if he killed them, it wouldn't be considered killing the innocent. Instead, he could help them ascend to paradise.
After hearing Fang Xuan's description, Tang San was slightly stunned. He didn't expect his plan to involve destroying Slaughter City. When he entered Slaughter City, Tang San was disgusted by this depraved and dirty place. He had always wanted to complete his hundred-win streak and leave this damned place as soon as possible.
He was disgusted whether it was the people or the things here, even the air he breathed. Such a sinful place shouldn't even exist…
Tang San had once lamented in his heart.
However, it was extremely difficult to destroy the Slaughter City. In other words, it was impossible! There were a hundred thousand Fallen Ones, a powerful law enforcement team, and the invincible Slaughter King. It was easier said than done to destroy the Slaughter City.
It had to be said that Fang Xuan was a little too bold. He was hatching such a terrifying plan.
Hu Liena was even more shocked by Fang Xuan's ambition. Her pair of beautiful eyes stared at him in shock. This fellow was too daring. He had the idea of taking over the Slaughter City.
"Destroy the Slaughter City? Are you kidding? It's impossible with just the three of us. Don't even talk about that unfathomable Slaughter King. Just that Spirit Douluo law enforcement team isn't something the three of us can deal with!" Hu Liena frowned.
"You don't have to worry about that. I have my ways."
Fang Xuan's lips curled into a smile. He was setting up a big plan that could overturn Slaughter City!
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The Slaughter City.
The Central Imperial City!
This was a magnificent palace. It was adorned with carved railings, jade, pavilions, and terraces. It stretched out like a dragon, and it was beautiful. It divided the Slaughter City into two halves!
A dark red figure sat quietly on the Iron Throne. His entire body was wrapped in a huge cloak so no one could see his appearance.
Under the cloak, in the endless darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes flashed with a cold light. An invisible pressure was released, forming a ripple in the void.
The countless beauties and en slaved people in the hall all revealed looks of fear. They all prostrated themselves on the ground and knelt at the feet of the man. They didn't even dare to raise their heads. That was because the man sitting on the throne was the supreme king of Slaughter City. A single glance from him could decide their life and death.
Slaughter King was silent as if thinking about something. The hall fell into a dead silence. No one dared to say a word.
Suddenly, two blood-red bolts of lightning shot out from his eyes. He finally opened his mouth, and his voice was cold and deep.
"Three… there are three people about to achieve a hundred consecutive victories. This is something that has never happened before. My Slaughter City is about to face a disaster."
The three people he talked about were naturally Fang Xuan, Tang San, and Hu Liena. As time passed, they continued to achieve victory after victory in Slaughter City. They were unstoppable!
Although the Slaughter King had been secretly plotting against the three of them, in the end, he could not stop Fang Xuan and the other two's consecutive victories. Soon, the three of them had achieved ninety-nine straight victories.
The Slaughter King was finally unable to restrain himself. He prepared to take action against the three of them.
On the left and right sides of the throne stood two people. One was dressed in silver armor, the other in black armor. Their expressions were cold, and their auras were majestic. They were the captain and vice-captain of the enforcement squad, O'Brien and Beowulf!
"If these three can achieve a hundred consecutive victories, the consequences will be unthinkable!" O'Brien's eyes were cold, and his killing intent was dense.
"Your Majesty, why don't you let me take action and deal with these three fellows? I still have a grudge against that black demon. This time, I will kill him with my own hands!"
He still had to remember the battle with Fang Xuan and had constantly brooded over it. After this period of bitter training, his Spirit power had significantly increased, and he wasn't far from becoming a Titled Douluo. However, Fang Xuan's consecutive victories in the Slaughter City made him unhappy.
He had been a nameless rookie in the past, but now he had grown into a Black Demon revered by countless Fallen Ones. O'Brien's heart was filled with rage, and he wanted to personally tear Fang Xuan to pieces to vent the hatred in his heart.
"No, enforcers can't openly attack challengers!"
The Slaughter King shook his head, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.
"I'm not afraid of public opinion, but I'm worried about those people outside. Two of the three of them have a Deathgods behind them. This is why I haven't dared to act against them."
Death gods! They were the highest existence in Slaughter City. Once an expert passed the Hell's Path, they would obtain the Deathgod Domain and the title of Deathgod. Everyone of them could break through the restrictions of the Slaughter City. Even in the Slaughter City, they could use Spirit skills and possess their peak strength.
The two gods were always eyeing them covetously. This was why the Slaughter King didn't dare to act rashly. Otherwise, he would have found a random reason, or perhaps he didn't even need a reason, to deal with Fang Xuan and the other two.
He had to prevent the three from achieving a hundred consecutive victories but couldn't anger the two Deathgods. This was the most troublesome problem for the Slaughter King.
"But if we let the three of them become Gods of Massacre, that would be a devastating disaster for our Slaughter City," O'Brien frowned.
To tell the truth, if Fang Xuan became a Deathgod and could use Spirit skills in the Slaughter City, he would be instantly killed by Fang Xuan. He dared to challenge Fang Xuan now because the latter could not use Spirit skills, significantly limiting his strength.
At this time, Beowulf, who had been silent this entire time, suddenly spoke.
"Since we can't act, then … we might as well have someone else take care of those three for us!"
"Someone else?" Slaughter King raised an eyebrow.
"Mighty King, Aside from the enforcement squad, you also have a hundred thousand citizens of the Fallen!" Beowulf sneered.
"With such many Fallen, they are enough to kill any expert. What Black Demon or Asura King? They won't be a problem. If the three of them die at the hands of the Fallen, it won't have anything to do with us. They can only blame themselves for being inferior. After the matter is over, no matter how angry the two Deathgods are, they won't be able to find fault with us…"
It had to be said that Beowulf's method was indeed very ingenious and vicious. By borrowing the hands of the Fallen to kill Fang Xuan and the others, they could avoid the attacks of the Deathgods and take care of the trouble in front of them. This was indeed a very good method.
"Hahahaha … very good! Very good!"
Slaughter King laughed heartily. His laughter was filled with boundless evil and sinister intent, causing the entire palace to shake violently…