Chapter 61: Slaughter City
A few days later.
Under a gray, hazy sky, a small town stood silently.
The town was not large and looked no different from an ordinary town, but the air was filled with a faint scent of blood.
Outside the town stood two figures: Su Mo and Gui Mei.
"Your Highness, Saint, the Slaughter Town is ahead," Gui Mei said.
Su Mo nodded slightly, his gaze calmly fixed on the town. "Let's go."
Soon, the two entered the town and arrived in front of a small tavern.
The tavern door was wide open, and from inside came rough voices, the crisp sound of clinking glasses, and bursts of wanton laughter.
Su Mo's expression remained calm as he stepped inside, with Gui Mei following closely behind.
At that moment, a dozen or so people were drinking in the tavern.
At the bar, there was also a waiter dressed in black.
The moment Su Mo entered, the tavern instantly fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to look at him in unison.
Just then, Su Mo suddenly released his External Soul Bone, the Black Gold Sword Wings.
The next instant, the sword feathers detached from his body.
Countless black and gold sword feathers swept toward the people in the tavern like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.
Furthermore, every single sword feather precisely locked onto their vital points.
Some reacted extremely quickly, releasing their Martial Souls to defend themselves the moment the sword feathers struck.
However, the bizarre nature of the sword feathers far exceeded their imagination.
The sword feathers traced incredible, strange arcs in the air, perfectly bypassing their defenses.
Immediately following were the dull sounds of the sword feathers piercing through bodies.
In just a moment, everyone in the tavern had been pierced through by the sword feathers.
In an instant, blood spread across the floor, pooling into a shocking puddle of gore.
The reason the battle ended so quickly was that the strongest among them was only a four-ring Spirit Ancestor; facing the current Su Mo, they had absolutely no room to resist.
Su Mo expressionlessly scanned the corpses strewn across the floor, then retracted the sword feathers and calmly walked to the bar.
He did not bother looking for any hidden mechanisms or secret doors, because he knew the entrance was right underneath.
Without the slightest hesitation, Su Mo channeled his Soul Power and struck out with his palm.
With a thunderous boom, the ground collapsed, revealing a huge cavern.
A cold, icy wind howled up from within the hole.
Su Mo stood at the edge of the hole and looked down.
It was pitch black, and he could see nothing.
"Gui Mei, you should return and report back."
Su Mo turned to look at Gui Mei and gave a simple order.
Then, without further hesitation, he leapt directly into the hole.
The sensation of falling lasted for a short while.
After falling about several meters, Su Mo landed steadily in a corridor of Slaughter City.
The moment he entered Slaughter City, Su Mo clearly felt his Asura Demon Sword Martial Soul stirring within him.
It was not fear, nor was it unease, but a near-manic excitement.
Su Mo suppressed the Martial Soul's agitation and continued walking forward with a calm expression.
After walking for a while, suddenly, a cold voice echoed through the corridor with an eerie resonance.
"Welcome to Slaughter City. This is the capital of Hell, a World filled with slaughter. Here, you can obtain anything you desire; the price is your life."
Su Mo did not stop his pace; his expression remained as calm as water, and he did not pay the slightest attention to that voice.
After walking for another stretch, many figures suddenly appeared ahead, about a hundred people.
They were all dressed in heavy black armor, their helmets covering their entire faces, revealing only pairs of emotionless eyes.
There was no emotional fluctuation in those eyes; they were like two pools of stagnant water, hollow and chilling.
Holding heavy swords, they stood in a perfect phalanx, and an aura of slaughter rushed toward him, almost solidifying into reality.
The leader sat upright on a tall warhorse, which was also fully clad in heavy black armor, its hooves tapping lightly and making dull thuds.
Just then, the black-armored knight on horseback spoke slowly: "You have violated..."
However, before he could finish his sentence.
Su Mo gripped his right hand in the air, and his Asura Demon Sword Martial Soul instantly materialized.
The next moment, the magic patterns on the sword blade suddenly lit up, their scarlet glow particularly blinding in the dim corridor.
Su Mo flicked his wrist.
A massive, blood-red, crescent-shaped Sword Qi slashed out with a roar, sweeping toward the hundred-man team with an unstoppable force.
The black-armored knight on the horse's expression changed drastically.
He hadn't even finished his lines; why did he attack already?!
But he had no time to think more about it.
Because that bloody Sword Qi was already right before his eyes.
He could only hastily raise his heavy sword to block.
Boom—
The blood-colored Sword Qi swept across.
In that instant, nearly a hundred black-armored knights were sent flying backward as if struck by a giant hand.
The neat phalanx collapsed instantly, black figures scattered in all directions, and the sounds of armor colliding with the ground rose one after another.
The black-armored knights at the very front of the formation even had deep cracks appearing on their armor.
If not for the extraordinary quality of the black armor they wore, this blow might have already cut them in half at the waist.
Meanwhile, the leading black-armored knight also fell from his horse.
He was powerful and unharmed; the reason he fell was that his horse had been startled.
In the blink of an eye, the hundred-man team, which had just been neatly lined up and filled with a stern, murderous aura, was now strewn across the ground in disarray.
At this moment, Su Mo stood with his sword retracted.
The scarlet glow on the sword blade slowly faded.
He stepped up to the leading black-armored knight, reached out his hand from a high position, and said, "Hand it over."
A flash of shock and suspicion crossed the black-armored knight's eyes.
How does this youth seem so familiar with Slaughter City? Who exactly is he?
The black-armored knight was silent for two seconds, but eventually slowly raised his hand, took out a black token from his waist, and handed it over.
Engraved on the token was a ferocious skull, and below it was a string of numbers: 6666.
Su Mo took the token and glanced at it casually; the number really was sixes.
Then, he continued walking forward.
Soon, Su Mo arrived in front of a huge, pitch-black city gate.
In front of the gate, two rows of black-armored warriors stood silently, like two rows of stone statues.
Before Su Mo could show his token, a woman wearing a black veil walked gracefully out from inside the city gate.
Her figure was graceful, her steps light. The black veil covered the lower half of her face, revealing only a pair of charming, captivating eyes that held a hint of seduction as they flickered.
"Welcome to Slaughter City." Her voice sounded somewhat sweet.
She came before Su Mo, bowed, and made a gesture of invitation, her posture as elegant as if she were welcoming a distinguished guest.
Su Mo nodded slightly and followed the veiled woman into the city.
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