Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

After killing everyone in the tavern except the waiters, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but turn her head to the side and vomit profusely.

Although she had just killed so many people, she felt no pleasure whatsoever.

On the contrary, seeing the fearful expressions of those around him before their deaths made the fear deep inside him begin to grow.

"Teacher, did I do something wrong?" Zhu Zhuqing's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes revealed confusion and pain.

She knew this was a road with no return. Once she continued down this path, her heart would never be as innocent as it once was.

But if she doesn't choose this path, how can she pass the test of the Killing City?
Leosley didn't speak immediately, but quietly looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a hint of approval in his eyes.

“You did a great job. This was your choice.” His tone was encouraging. “Only the truly strong can survive here.”

“So, now you should understand, right?” A complex light flickered in Siegwen’s eyes; she seemed to be hesitating about something.

Upon hearing Leosley's words, Zhu Zhuqing nodded, the confusion in her eyes gradually turning into determination.

"I understand."

Although she had vomited quite a mess just now, Zhu Zhuqing now seemed reborn. It was as if the reality of that moment had been completely forgotten, leaving only an undisguised determination and sharpness.

"But I didn't expect you to adapt so quickly."

A hint of approval flashed in Leosley's eyes, but there was also a hint of anticipation.

“Because my teacher taught me how to make judgments.” A sharp glint flashed in Zhu Zhuqing’s eyes. “Therefore, I was not wrong.”

She understood Leosley's intention: to help her pass the test in the Killing City.

Only the truly strong can survive in such a dangerous place.

However, what she needs to do now is to confront her own heart.

Upon hearing Zhu Zhuqing's words, Leosley smiled approvingly.

"Let's go, it's time to go in."

Leosley's gaze sharpened; he could see the change in Zhu Zhuqing.

The murderous intent around them grew even more chilling, as if the corpses had not yet dissipated.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression changed slightly, and a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes as she tried to find a trace of familiarity.

But at the same time, it also made her realize that she had really done what she was supposed to do.

"Here's a piece of advice for you." The waiter said coldly, whether he liked Leosley and his group or not, "The Killing City is not like the outside world. If you think you can 'train' in there with this level of experience, you'd better think it over."

"Don't end up not even knowing how you died."

The waiter's cold words were like the frost of winter, showing no mercy.

I guess they haven't seen so many bold people in a long time, especially three of them, so they kindly offered a few words of advice.

Otherwise, such a rookie would only become a target for hunters in this place full of killing and darkness.

Although Siegwen thought the waiter's words made a lot of sense, she didn't say anything more and simply followed behind the two of them.

She is a doctor, and will always be a doctor; she will not kill.

As the waiter opened the door that resembled a cellar entrance, a pungent, bloody stench immediately assaulted their nostrils, making the air feel heavy. A chilling wind, like a demon fleeing from the abyss, howled from the depths of the cave, sending shivers down their spines. Without hesitation, as if propelled by some unseen force, the three leaped down together, plunging into the boundless darkness.

They fell into a long tunnel, a colossal, black hole that swallowed everything in its path. A chilling aura surged up from the depths, mingling with the pungent stench of blood and a bone-chilling fear, as if whispering countless cries of agony in their ears. Just then, a cold voice seemed to come from all directions, like the whisper of death itself: "Welcome to the City of Slaughter, the capital of hell, a place filled with endless carnage. Here, you can obtain anything you desire, but the price is your life!"

Despite the eerie atmosphere of the place, Leosley remained completely unperturbed, seemingly unconcerned about the gloom and terror.

A killing capital, a hell for the weak and a paradise for the strong.

As he rounded a bend, a faint light appeared ahead, beckoning him to step forward. It was an open doorway, and from the other side, mournful wails seemed to drift from the abyss, sending chills down his spine.

"A paradise for the fallen!" he thought to himself, his heart pounding faster.

"God of Asura, you truly live up to your name." His eyes flickered with anticipation and trepidation.

Before the gate, two rows of black-armored warriors stood like mountains, their expressions cold and stern, as if guarding this ominous place. Just then, a woman veiled in black slowly emerged from the gate, like a ghost in the night, exuding a mysterious and unsettling aura.

"Welcome to the City of Slaughter!" Her voice seemed to pierce straight into the soul, carrying an irresistible power.

“This will be your proof in the Killing City.” She smiled slightly, walked up to Leosley and his men, and elegantly handed them a black plaque, seemingly not worried at all that Leosley and his men would make a move.

because
Once you enter the gates of the City of Slaughter, you can no longer use Soul Skills.

Can.
Leosley and Siegfried need to learn how to use Soul Skills first!
This is why Leosley has been training Zhu Zhuqing to utilize elements.

The City of Slaughter only restricts soul skills, but it does not prohibit any skills inherent to the body itself.

For example, Leosley's current use of ice elements comes from his martial soul.

"What you said makes some sense," Leosley said, looking at the woman in front of him with a half-smile.

Then I looked at the number plate in my hand.

9526, 9527, 9528.

Goodness, they're even consecutive numbers.

However, he and Siegwen weren't there to fight and kill, so this matter was irrelevant.

Although I couldn't see her face, I could feel the aura emanating from her; she was clearly a great beauty.

When the woman saw Leosley and his group, she knew what they were there for.

She was used to the fact that the Spirit Hall sent a batch of people in every year.

They're just another fool trying to get the God of Slaughter Domain.

And most of those idiots became nourishment for this place.

Although the Spirit Hall does have some minor privileges here due to issues with resources and management, such as being able to leave at any time, some people are just asking for trouble.

"go in."

The woman didn't pay much attention to Leosley, but her eyes held a hint of pity, as if she were lamenting the three who were about to become nourishment.

"Remember, in the Killing City, nothing is worth anything except your lives."

"Wish ya'll good luck."

The woman's voice carried a hint of pity, as if she were lamenting the three people who were about to become nourishment. (End of Chapter)