20demayo Chapter 143 Yu Xiaogang, caught in the crossfire
Chapter 143 Yu Xiaogang, caught in the crossfire
Chapter 143 Yu Xiaogang, caught in the crossfire
Therefore, both the Grim Reaper and the Blood Demon were added to the King of Slaughter's kill list.
However, the Grim Reaper is a member of the Spirit Hall, and holds a high position within it. If she were to perish in the City of Slaughter, it would undoubtedly incur the Spirit Hall's wrath, potentially causing chaos in the city. Despite the unique power of its rules, the King of Slaughter is not afraid of the Spirit Hall openly attacking the City of Slaughter.
However, the City of Slaughter's food and water supply depend entirely on external sources. If the Spirit Hall were to seal off the entrance to the City of Slaughter in a fit of anger, everyone inside would inevitably face starvation and die. This is the key reason why the King of Slaughter is hesitant and unable to make a decision.
In the stillness of the night, the entire world seemed to be immersed in a deep and heavy slumber. All was silent; the clamor and commotion of the daytime had vanished without a trace, swallowed by the darkness. The boundless darkness was like a vast and heavy curtain, completely enveloping the city of slaughter.
The purple moon, hanging high in the sky, emitted a faint and eerie light, like a mysterious eye, silently overlooking this sleeping world.
On the street, the streetlights stood alone, emitting a dim and yellowish light.
The night was as deep and dark as thick, indissoluble ink. A group of more than ten people, like ghosts, stealthily made their way towards a building. They gripped various weapons—swords, spears, halberds, and more—the cold gleam of their metal gleaming in the dim moonlight with a chilling, murderous aura. Their steps were light yet firm, each one cautious yet carrying a resolute air.
Finally, they arrived at a room. One of them took a deep breath, suddenly raised his foot, and kicked the door open with all his might. The loud bang sounded particularly abrupt and jarring in the quiet night, as if it were about to awaken the sleeping world instantly.
However, the moment the door was kicked open, a clay pot rolled out of the room with a gurgling sound, the burning fuse on the pot standing out conspicuously in the night.
Everyone who saw this was utterly horrified. Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and fear surged into their hearts like a tidal wave.
Some people's eyes widened instantly, and the muscles in their faces twitched with fear; others felt as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping their throats, unable to utter a sound, only able to hear the pounding of their own hearts.
The next moment, the earthenware pot exploded with a deafening roar, instantly shattering the tranquility of the night.
The powerful shockwave, like a raging beast, violently threw everyone away, their bodies flying out of control like kites with broken strings.
Shrapnel flew everywhere like deadly projectiles, mercilessly piercing their bodies. Some people's bodies twisted and struggled in the air, trying to avoid the shrapnel attacks, but it was all in vain.
As some people were blown away, they instinctively covered their heads with their hands and let out desperate and mournful cries.
The once-aggressive crowd was now in complete chaos, with the few who were still able to move sprinting away in a desperate flight.
Their legs moved with incredible speed, their breathing rapid and labored, like the panting of an old bellows.
Someone tripped over some debris on the ground, his knees slammed hard against the ground, causing cuts and bruises, but he ignored the pain, quickly got up and continued running.
Lin Ye darted out of the dilapidated room like a ghost, his figure as fast as lightning, and quickly chased after the fleeing people.
When the group saw Lin Ye chasing after them, they were terrified and ran as fast as they could, wishing they had more legs.
One of them shouted at the top of his lungs as he ran, "The Blood Demon is coming! Everyone scatter and run!"
After they dispersed, some people were lucky enough to slip through the net and escape.
Fearing retaliation, the man fled the inner city and only felt relieved after reaching the outer city.
This man had a dark, round face, wore a pair of stiff, square-framed glasses, and had a small tuft of mustache under his nose that was only slightly larger than a fingernail. His thick lips looked like two fat sausages, and his appearance was extremely ugly.
"Phew, I almost died. I shouldn't have listened to those people."
Gong Changwei wiped the large beads of sweat from his forehead with his sleeve; the fear on his round face had not completely faded. His chest heaved violently; he had just experienced a truly thrilling life-or-death race.
Today, someone invited him to join in the attack on the Blood Demon, claiming it was the King of Slaughter's will, and that the King of Slaughter would reward him handsomely if the mission was accomplished.
In a moment of impulsiveness, Gong Changwei, in his desire to gain the favor of the King of Slaughter and to make a name for himself in the City of Slaughter, decided to join that group on a dangerous mission to assassinate the Blood Demon.
But things are never that simple. Who is Blood Demon? He's an unparalleled ruthless person who has survived more than 70 consecutive Hell Slaughter Arena matches in the past year unscathed.
Such a fierce and ruthless person is not someone who can be easily killed!
Having narrowly escaped death, Gong Changwei no longer dared to dream of making a name for himself. He only wanted to live a humiliating life in the outer city, even if it meant living a lowly existence.
After calming himself down, he walked toward a house with lights on. His steps were unsteady, each one seemingly carrying a heavy burden.
The lights were on inside, which meant someone was inside.
Stealing someone else's house carries certain risks, but Gong Changwei showed no fear whatsoever.
In his eyes, he was nothing but a coward who dared to hide in the outer city and eke out a living; what was there to be afraid of?
Within the Killing City, a clear hierarchy of contempt exists. The inner city is inhabited by ruthless individuals who dare to fight and kill. The outer city, on the other hand, is mostly populated by those who eke out a living and await death by handing over Bloody Mary.
Therefore, people in the inner city look down on people in the outer city, and similarly, people living in the inner city are often far more powerful than those living in the outer city.
Upon arriving at the outer city, Gong Changwei naturally developed a strong sense of superiority, completely forgetting his disheveled appearance, which had just been terrified out of his wits by the Blood Demon.
He was meek and submissive in the face of the Blood Demon, but he attacked fiercely against the outsiders.
Gong Changwei strode quickly to the door, then suddenly kicked out with all his might. His leg muscles were tense, and he used all his strength, as if he wanted to vent all the anger and frustration in his heart with this kick.
With a loud "bang," the door was kicked open.
The scene inside the room instantly came into Gong Changwei's view.
Inside the room, a skinny, bony old man was being subdued by a fat man with a large head and a bloated body. The old man had a wound on his wrist, from which blood was flowing continuously, and the fat man was using a large bowl to catch the blood.
Gong Changwei's sudden intrusion instantly put everyone in the room on edge.
The fat, big-eared second senior brother couldn't care less about continuing to bleed. He suddenly stood up, stumbled, and almost fell. He stood up and stared warily at Gong Changwei. The hairy senior brother quickly stood up beside him.
"What do you want?" The eldest brother stared intently at Gong Changwei, his heart filled with apprehension. His fingers trembled involuntarily, and his voice trembled slightly.
Although he did not know Gong Changwei, he had seen the guy once when he went to the inner city.
I still remember that time when this guy went on a rampage and laid his evil claws on a seventy-year-old man.
The old man's fate was unbearable to witness; his heart was broken, and he was tortured beyond recognition.
The eldest brother didn't consider himself a good person, but compared to Gong Changwei, he was nothing.
This guy is a complete psychopath. He'll do anything for the chance. Even dogs that pass by would run away in terror if they saw him, clutching their butts.
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Gong Changwei sneered, "This house belongs to me from now on. You all, get out of here!"
The second senior brother gritted his teeth and cursed, "Where did this arrogant bastard come from, thinking that we brothers are easy to bully?"
Gong Changwei scoffed, "You two? One's skinny as a skeleton, and the other's fat as a pig, and you dare to challenge me?"
As he spoke, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted angrily, "Stop talking nonsense! I'll give you three breaths to get out of here!"
Just as the second senior brother was about to argue again, the eldest senior brother suddenly reached out and grabbed him. The eldest senior brother's hands were sweaty with nervousness. He gripped the second senior brother's arm tightly and said in a low voice, "A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. Let's go."
"Okay, let's go. This house is yours from now on."
After saying that, he grabbed his second senior brother and slunk away. They left in such a hurry that they even forgot about Yu Xiaogang.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was completely different from when he first entered the City of Slaughter a year ago; he was practically a different person.
He was so thin he was skin and bones, as if a gentle breeze could knock him to the ground.
His eyes were unfocused, empty and lifeless, as if the light of life had completely vanished from them. His deeply sunken eye sockets, like two dark, deep holes, further accentuated his haggardness and exhaustion. His cheekbones were high and clearly visible, making his face resemble a skull. His complexion was sallow, devoid of any vitality, as if he had been tormented by illness for a long time. His lips were bloodless, dry and pale.
The past year has been extremely miserable for Yu Xiaogang.
He had to test the food for the two brothers every day, and he was poisoned himself during that time. If the food had been less toxic, he probably would have gone to see his great-grandmother long ago.
In addition, Yu Xiaogang also provides the two brothers with two Bloody Marys every month, plus his own share, making it six Bloody Marys a month.
Over such a long period of time, Yu Xiaogang's body was completely worn down, to the point that he became the miserable, inhuman creature he is now.
His wrist was covered in a gruesome wound with the skin and flesh turned outwards and the blood congealed.
In addition, there are more than a dozen deep scars, which are traces left from previous bloodletting.
Around his neck was a collar made of fine iron, connected to a chain, the other end of which was fixed inside the room. The chain was heavy and cold, as if he could never break free.
For the past year, Yu Xiaogang has been treated like an animal, kept in captivity.
He also thought that rather than living such a humiliating life, it would be better to die.
But whenever it came to taking action, he still couldn't make up his mind; to put it bluntly, he was afraid of dying.
And so, he has been living a muddled and aimless life until now.
Inside the room, Gong Changwei stared at the listless Yu Xiaogang with the eyes of someone eyeing prey, and grinned.
"Heh, those two guys are clever. How come I never thought of that before?"
However, Gong Changwei's eyesight seemed to be failing him. Even Yu Xiaogang's withered old face appeared somewhat handsome in his eyes.
Gradually, the Dragon's Soul within Gong Changwei's body began to stir and boil.
Yu Xiaogang remained silent.
He knew that he had just escaped one tiger's den only to fall into another.
Although... it doesn't seem like such a bad thing.
Previously, he had to support both brothers, but now he only needs to support Gong Changwei. In a way, this can be considered a reduction in his burden.
This will reduce his stress significantly.
Just as Yu Xiaogang was thinking this, Gong Changwei revealed a smile. He unbuckled his belt and approached Yu Xiaogang with ill intent.
Upon seeing this, Yu Xiaogang immediately realized that something was terribly wrong. He panicked and retreated until he was backed into a corner with nowhere left to go.
Yu Xiaogang, like a timid and helpless young wife, crossed his arms in front of him and asked in a trembling voice, "What, what are you going to do? Don't come any closer..."
"ah………"
Soon, Yu Xiaogang's humiliating and dramatic screams echoed through the room.
The next day.
Lin Ye slowly walked out of the exit of the Hellish Killing Field.
Just now, he completed his 79th kill match.
Compared to a year ago, he has changed a lot.
First, there was the intense, almost tangible killing intent emanating from him, caused by excessive killing.
This murderous intent, while terrifying to outsiders, can also serve as a deterrent.
However, it would not affect Lin Ye's mind. This was thanks to the Blood Fiend Tribulation he cultivated, which could effectively resolve killing intent, preventing it from affecting his mind while also allowing it to be used for his own purposes.
However, his mind was not affected by the killing intent, but by the soul he absorbed.
In the past, Lin Ye relied on his talent for devouring souls to consume a large number of souls.
These souls contained a great deal of evil, resentment, and other negative will. One or two wouldn't be a big deal, but after absorbing too many, Lin Ye inevitably had his mind affected, becoming irritable and easily angered.
However, this is not a major problem. Lin Ye will be able to completely eliminate that negative will after a period of time.
However, during this period, it is no longer possible to devour large numbers of souls.
In addition, his mental strength was greatly enhanced after absorbing a large number of souls.
Now, his mental strength is enough to rival that of Soul Masters below the Title Douluo level.
Let's get back to the present.
As soon as Lin Ye stepped out of the killing field, he discovered that many people were watching him.
He didn't take it seriously. Last night, he captured several people and extracted information from them that the King of Slaughter had instructed him to do this.
Looking at the crowd surrounding him, Lin Ye estimated there were at least a hundred people.
(End of this chapter)