Chapter 69: Captain of the Law Enforcement Team
As the words fell, Soul Power surged around the lead Black Armor Knight.
A pitch-black spear condensed and formed in his loosely gripped palm.
On the spear shaft, several dark red patterns were slowly writhing.
At the same time, his Soul Rings appeared one after another.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black.
The Soul Power fluctuations of an eighty-second level Soul Douluo were fully revealed.
Although Slaughter City was chaotic and disorderly, it still had a specialized Law Enforcement Team.
They were composed of Soul Douluo who had been granted permission to use Martial Soul abilities by the Slaughter King, and their captain was even a Titled Douluo.
The leading Black Armor Knight was precisely one of the members of the Law Enforcement Team.
Seeing this, he gripped the spear tightly, suddenly raised his hand, and a cold gleam flashed by as the spear tip pointed directly at Su Mo.
"Asura, in consideration of you being a God of Slaughter, I will warn you one last time. Please leave immediately, otherwise, do not blame us for taking action."
Su Mo did not reply; he couldn't be bothered to waste his breath.
Because in a place that only recognizes fists, words were the most pale and powerless things.
"Asura Domain."
An extremely cold aura suddenly spread from beneath Su Mo's feet.
A layer of ice rapidly covered the walls and ground of the dark passageway.
The ice layer was not crystal clear, but a greyish-white color.
At the same time, the already cold surroundings saw their temperature plummet in this instant, and the chill seemed to be able to pass directly through the body and freeze the Soul.
Immediately after, Su Mo released his Martial Soul, the Asura Demon Sword, and his Soul Rings began to appear one by one.
One yellow, two purple, one black...
At this moment, the Black Armor Knight's pupils constricted.
A thousand-year second Soul Ring, and the fourth Soul Ring is even ten-thousand-year?!
How is this possible!?
This completely violates the rules of the Soul Master World!
However, in the next instant, his expression changed drastically, his face filled with shock.
He saw that after the circle of black Soul Rings around Su Mo, a scarlet light quietly lit up.
One circle, two circles, three circles.
Three scarlet hundred thousand year spirit rings, carrying a heart-palpitating aura.
"What! You... your Soul Rings, this... this is impossible!"
The Black Armor Knight's voice trembled uncontrollably.
His gaze was fixed tightly on Su Mo's Soul Rings, his pupils contracting violently.
The previous four Soul Ring configuration was already shocking.
To think there are actually three hundred thousand year spirit rings?
What kind of Prodigy is this?
Moreover, the Soul Power fluctuations on Su Mo's body clearly had already reached level seventy-five.
How long has it been?
He went from level sixty to level seventy-five?
People in Slaughter City were not unfamiliar with Su Mo's strength; he had only had around level sixty Soul Power before in the Hell Slaughter Arena.
Just at the moment the Black Armor Knight's mind was shaken.
Su Mo's sixth Soul Ring had already lit up.
"Sixth Soul skills, Soul-Absorbing Demon Sound."
A giant blood-red bat phantom instantly condensed and formed above Su Mo's head.
It was entirely blood-red, its eyes like two jumping blood flames, and its fangs curved like sickles.
The blood-colored bat phantom suddenly opened its giant mouth.
Hum—!
The sound waves exploded in a form visible to the naked eye!
Ripples of semi-transparent waves frantically spread outward, and the air was actually squeezed until it distorted.
The hundred Black Armor Knights had no time to dodge at all.
The sound waves directly attacked their mental force seas.
They only felt a boom in their brains, as if ten thousand bronze bells were ringing simultaneously inside their skulls.
At the same time, they were directly blown away by the sound waves, smashing heavily onto the ground in the distance.
Except for the leading Black Armor Knight, everyone else fainted on the spot.
However, their mental force seas did not collapse.
This was not because their own mental force was very strong, but because Su Mo had deliberately restrained the vast majority of the power.
He came here to control Slaughter City, not to destroy it.
The Law Enforcement Team was a necessity for maintaining the rules of this place.
If they were not there to suppress them, those degenerates in Slaughter City who had long lost their humanity would surely break through their restraints and flood into the outside world.
By then, the entire continent would be rampant with degenerates, and living creatures would be plunged into misery; that would be the true disaster.
The blood-colored bat phantom dissipated, turning into scarlet spots of light filling the sky.
Su Mo's figure flashed, appearing like a ghost in front of the leading Black Armor Knight.
His sword moved with his wrist, suddenly thrusting out.
The sword tip, carrying a bone-chilling cold, hovered precisely three inches in front of the opponent's only exposed eye.
A moment later, the Black Armor Knight's mind finally cleared a little.
When the sword tip, now close at hand, entered his vision, his pupils instantly constricted.
Defeated, he was thoroughly and completely defeated.
He didn't even have a chance to make a move.
Is this a hundred thousand year Soul skills? It is truly terrifying.
"Lord Asura, please... please don't kill me." He hurriedly opened his mouth to beg for mercy.
Just as Su Mo was about to speak, a thunderous angry shout suddenly exploded deep in the passageway.
"Who dares to be presumptuous in Slaughter City!"
A figure was seen flying out from the depths of the passageway.
His speed was very fast; in the blink of an eye, he arrived outside Su Mo's Domain and landed on the ground.
The person who arrived was a man who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, dressed in black, with a cold and stern face, sunken eye sockets, and sinister cold light flashing in his eyes.
This person was precisely the Captain of the Law Enforcement Team, and also the only Titled Douluo in Slaughter City besides the Slaughter King.
The previous hundred thousand year Soul skills fluctuation was very strong; even though he was deep in the inner city, he had clearly sensed it.
Therefore, he had rushed over at full speed to investigate.
When his gaze fell upon the three circles of scarlet Soul Rings around Su Mo's body, his cold and stern expression immediately changed.
A moment later, he suppressed the shock in his heart, his eyes flickering uncertainly, and he asked in a deep voice:
"Asura, why are you taking action here? Do you want to be enemies with the entire Slaughter City?"
Su Mo calmly replied: "Of course not. The Slaughter King is dead. From today on, Slaughter City will be taken over by me."
"What did you say?!" The Captain of the Law Enforcement Team's expression suddenly darkened.
However, the Slaughter King had indeed disappeared.
Even his most favored Black Veil Messenger did not know his whereabouts.
Could he really have fallen?
Immediately, a thought emerged from the bottom of his heart.
If the Slaughter King was really dead.
Then wouldn't he, the only Titled Douluo, be the most qualified to sit on that throne?
By then, whether it was women or the power of life and death, all of this would be within his grasp.
Thinking of this, his heart pounded wildly.
Immediately, he suppressed his surging emotions and snorted coldly:
"Asura, even if what you say is true, Slaughter City is not something an outsider like you can touch. If you are sensible, leave now, and I will let bygones be bygones."
He actually did not want to take action against Su Mo.
Those three hundred thousand year spirit rings made him feel wary.
He was afraid that Su Mo still had some unknown trump cards that would cause him to capsize in the gutter.
"Enough." Su Mo's tone was indifferent, "I know what you are thinking."
He naturally saw the changing expression of the Captain of the Law Enforcement Team just now and the greed in his eyes.
"Since that is the case, then do not blame me." The Captain of the Law Enforcement Team's eyes became completely cold.
At this moment, he could no longer care whether Su Mo still had trump cards.
He did not believe that a level seventy-five Soul Saint could defeat him, a level ninety-three Titled Douluo, head-on.
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