Start with the Soul Forge

Chapter 215 215. The God of Death is here to take people away!
Walking on the streets of Dozonia, Mo Hao had to admit that this place might be one of the few clean places in the Kingdom of Reyasinwa.

Although his demonic body was not revealed, Mo Hao could still clearly see the resentful and deadly energy rising into the sky like wolf smoke in the distance.

That was the place after a massacre, which resulted in the smoke-like scene.

The resentment of the dead mixed with their deathly aura was so great that it could even allow evil spirits to run rampant in broad daylight.

Looking from Dozonia towards the inland direction of the Kingdom of Reyasinwa, it was as if the veil of death had been opened. The entire sky was a mixture of black and gray, which made people feel depressed just by looking at it.

"What a murder! It seems that when the dragon destroyed the kingdom of Reyasinwa, it slaughtered almost every place."

Perhaps it was because of his demonic body, or perhaps it was the existence of a phantom ghost, but Mo Hao was no stranger to things like resentment and death, and to some extent he was even quite familiar with them.

After all, the enhancements on his body have a very good compatibility with things like resentment and death.

Even Mo Hao himself had to admit at this moment that with the enhanced style on him, he was basically insulated from being handsome and graceful.

After all, most of the enhancements are hellish stuff.

True Hell.

"Alas, why didn't the first cheat appear to be a cultivation-type enhancement? A martial arts-type one would do, too. I'm not picky."

Although I know that the initial [Soul Furnace] is the key to my rapid improvement, people are always unsatisfied.

Shaking his head violently to get rid of the useless thoughts in his mind, Mo Hao had already arrived at the location of the first target.

"Let me see, there are gangs in charge of the underground order, and there are more than one."

If you want to control a region, you must control the order in that region, whether it is the order on the surface or the order underground.

Looking at the locations of the gang leaders in the intelligence and the crimes they had committed, Mo Hao couldn't help but shook his head.

"Extortion, kidnapping, assassination, theft, kidnapping, robbery, he did almost everything. He deserves to die."

After taking a look at the crimes marked on the list, Mo Hao's verdict was that the death penalty would be executed immediately. "It seems that Cecilia still has some intelligence systems in her hands. I wonder if she can borrow them."

The list and the intelligence were obviously not simple things that Cecilia and Esti could handle. It was obvious that Cecilia, who was able to obtain the intelligence and the list, also had a team of intelligence personnel belonging to the Reyasingwa royal family.

Cecilia has a team that obeys the royal family, which is a good thing for Mo Hao.

Because in this way, he only needs to concentrate on killing.

Putting on the [Death Cloak], the whole person turned into a blurry figure that could not be distinguished as male or female. Mo Hao held the [Death Scythe] in both hands and squinted at the building in front of him.

This is a building that combines the functions of a casino and a brothel, and is also an important source of income for a certain gang.

"Everyone..."

When the cloaked figure spoke, the tone of his voice seemed to be erased, leaving it flat and without any emotion.

At the same time, at some unknown time, thick fog gradually enveloped the surrounding areas.

The fog was very thick, so thick that people could not see anything more than three meters away. The fog even had a sound-isolating effect. Once the sound traveled beyond three meters, it would be quickly reduced or even absorbed by the thick fog.

There were clearly hundreds of people in this place, but a thick fog suddenly isolated everyone.

But everyone in the thick fog seemed to hear a voice, "Death, here to take us away!"

The sound was so quiet that most people were still in a panic due to the thick fog and didn't notice it at all.

Mo Hao, wearing the cloak of the Grim Reaper, swung the scythe in his hand directly. With just a light swing, the blade of the scythe did not even feel any resistance, and the head of a gangster fell down.

Because the head suddenly disappeared, blood gushed out of the headless corpse, forming a fountain of blood.

The Grim Reaper's cloak moved without wind, trapping a soul on the cloak. If you look closely, you can see painful and distorted faces on the cloak.

Once the killing begins, Mo Hao will not and does not want to stop. His figure is like a ghost... No, at this moment, Mo Hao himself is a ghost, and even more so the soul-stirring god of death.

He blended directly into the thick fog, and easily harvested the heads of gang members with the sickle in his hand. No one could react, and no one could avoid or resist the coming of death.

Sometimes, Mo Hao's sickle was so fast that others could not react. When they heard the movement and turned around, they found that their heads had fallen off.

When the fog cleared, there was a riot among the cursing patrons in the casino.

Screaming, panic, and running away in a panic.

What appeared before the customers were headless corpses lying on the ground. From the clothes on the corpses, they could be identified as the bodies of gang members.

Some people were brave enough to go to the highest level to inform the gang leader that a murder had occurred in his territory.

But when the man pushed open the door, a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face.

Because in the gang leader's office, there were many human heads piled up, and these heads were arranged in the shape of a pyramid.

And at the top of this pyramid is the head of the gang leader.

……

The bloody murder did not just happen to one family. Based on the list in the intelligence, Mo Hao slaughtered several gangs in succession before others had time to react.

At the same time, some problems were also found.

Clang!
There was the sound of metal clashing, and a figure flew back more than ten steps. It was a sinister man, holding a dagger and a dagger in each hand. They were all fluorescent and obviously rare enchanted weapons.

"Ha, it seems you have some secrets."

An enchanted weapon and the ability to take on Mo Hao's attack, these should not be something a gang leader should have.

The sinister man didn't say anything. He moved the dagger and the short sword in his hands back and forth, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, trying to find the fatal point of attack.

Neither of them had any intention of communicating, nor did they need to communicate.

They knew that they could not get what they wanted from each other, and only one person could leave this place alive.

At this moment, the two of them moved.

Charging forward, the distance between the two was shortened in an instant, even to the point where their faces were touching.

The sinister man wrapped himself around Mo Hao like a python, and at the same time, the weapons in his hands stabbed from his chin to his brain, and from his eyes to his temples.

Use the most dangerous distance to create opportunities for yourself.

As long as you can stab the opponent, the toxin extracted from the weapon will take effect and bring you victory.

But soon, the sinister man discovered something.

Can't pierce it.

The weapons were blocked outside the skin. Even the fragile eyelids could not be penetrated by the enchanted weapons in his hands.

What race of skin is this?

Before he could figure out the answer to the question, he felt a sharp pain.

When he looked down, he found that his chest was pierced and a hand was through his back, holding a heart.

Then he exerted force with his palm, crushing the heart completely.

Endless darkness completely submerged the sinister man's consciousness.

(End of this chapter)