Douluo: Reincarnated in Danheng, a Unique Journey of Pioneering

Chapter 131 Lone Wolf Scott?
Upon entering the hole, Dan Heng immediately felt a sense of weightlessness; the space below was actually empty.
However, he quickly regained his balance and only fell a few meters before landing on the ground.

In front of them was a narrow, downward-facing passageway. At Dan Heng's feet, there was another guy who had fallen quite hard and was groaning.

"Slaughter City. Hahaha, I've entered!"

Seeing the guy's somewhat crazy appearance, Dan Heng couldn't help but shake his head. The reason he didn't drink the glass of human blood that the waiter had brought him earlier was partly because of the human blood.

On the other hand, Dan Heng always felt that as a ticket to enter the Killing City, that thing was definitely more than just human blood; there must be some hidden secret within it.

Now it seems that the substance may have also been mixed with psychotropic substances.

Dan Heng slowly walked down the passage. The group that had just rushed in left many footprints in the passage, but there were no corpses. It seemed that there were no special mechanisms in the passage.

However, the materials used to build this passageway were quite special, and Dan Heng's spiritual power, which was probing outwards, was somewhat affected when it penetrated it.

Judging from this level of intensity, even those who specialize in cultivating spiritual power on the Douluo Continent would be completely lost in this passageway.

"Welcome to the Killing City, the capital of hell. You can get anything you want, but the price is your life."

Hearing this cold voice, Dan Heng continued walking as usual, but he directly covered the entire Killing City with his spiritual power.

"!"

In the City of Slaughter, in a dark and spacious room, a tall figure suddenly sat up from a giant chair, two beams of blood-red light shooting out from his eyes.

"Hehehe, it seems that the City of Slaughter has a very special guest."

"Great King, shall I go?"

"Let's go check it out. I have a feeling this guy will make Killing City even more interesting."

From the darkness came a cold yet somewhat mocking voice.

Meanwhile, Dan Heng's spiritual power covered the entire Killing City, and he sensed that someone seemed to be waiting for him at the end of the passage.

Inside the City of Slaughter, the extremely conspicuous Hell Slaughter Arena caught Dan Heng's eye a few more times.

The entire Killing City exudes an aura of chaos, both inside and out; it's not just the environment that's chaotic, but the people themselves are too.

The energy field and spatial structure here are chaotic and disordered, as if they were arbitrarily created by someone.

Before he knew it, Dan Heng had reached the end of the passageway and heard a commotion coming from not far ahead.

Stepping out of the passageway, Dan Heng found himself surrounded by corpses—the bodies of those who had recklessly charged into the City of Slaughter.

Not far away, a man riding a tall warhorse, dressed entirely in black armor, was wielding a spear that pierced the chest of the man kneeling before him, begging for mercy.

"Hmm? Another one has arrived."

The black-armored knight tossed his spear aside as if it were trash, leaving the man's corpse behind.

The black-armored knight was surrounded by about a hundred people, all of whom were covered in armor, including their faces.

"This is such a hassle. Can't you just let me kill them all at once?"

The black-armored knight pulled on the reins, slowly rode his horse to the front of the formation, and raised his spear, pointing it directly at Dan Heng:

"If you want to enter the City of Slaughter, defeat me!"

However, Danheng's gaze did not fall on the black-armored knight, but instead turned to the city behind him.

To be precise, it was the purple moon hanging high above the city.

"Just defeat?"

Dan Heng asked casually, "The strength of this black-armored knight is neither particularly high nor low."

If defeating the opponent is all that's needed, he needs to prepare himself and avoid killing him outright.

"I am the Dread Knight, Scott!" After the black-armored knight announced his name, he spurred his warhorse and charged straight towards Danheng.

"Scott?"

Upon hearing this name, Danheng felt a little dazed.

(I only realized after reading the original book that this guy's name is actually Scott. I initially thought it was Scok. I can't believe it.)

Is that employee of the Interstellar Peace Corporation also named that?

Speaking of that employee of the Interstellar Peace Company, he was quite an eccentric character.

Lone Wolf Scott is genuinely sugar-coated, and he can really afford to play the game.

He can bark like a dog without hesitation, which shows he's a very genuine person.

Just as Danheng was lost in his memories, Scott rushed up to him, his spear sweeping upwards towards Danheng's face!
A chilling killing intent swept over him, bringing Dan Heng back to his senses. Under Scott's puzzled gaze, Dan Heng stretched out a hand and directly pressed down on Scott's spear!

A strong gust of air spread in all directions, and the black-armored warriors who were standing solemnly were directly scattered by the air, and people flew everywhere.

"you"

Scott's face was hidden beneath his helmet, but his shock was evident in that single word.

In the City of Slaughter, where everyone is unable to use their soul skills, this person in front of him was able to catch his attack with his bare hands?!
What kind of powerful figure must this person be in the outside world, a Title Douluo?!
What are these people doing in the Killing Capital? Just playing around?

"Still fighting?"

Danheng said calmly. Upon hearing this, Scott immediately withdrew his spear, swung it around several times, and then slashed at Danheng's head again.

"Actually, I could have killed you while you were making that unnecessary move."

Dan Heng raised his arm again and swung it sharply to meet the incoming spear.

Scott immediately fell off his horse, his spear turning to dust, and even his warhorse turned to ashes in that instant.

"you"

Scott tried to prop himself up with his arms, but when he lost his balance, he realized that his arms had turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Scott himself only felt the excruciating pain shooting straight to his head after seeing the missing arm.

"It seems I used a bit too much force."

Seeing Scott sweating profusely, Dan Heng gained a deeper understanding of how to avoid killing someone of Scott's strength the next time they faced him.

"Can I go in now?"

Upon hearing this, Scott looked up and glanced at Dan Heng. Even through the helmet, Dan Heng instantly understood what he meant.

"Thank you."

"You're quite polite."

Scott muttered under his breath, "This guy is really a weirdo," and then handed a black sign to Dan Heng.

The sign is engraved with a skull and below it is a number: 8888.

The numbers are actually quite auspicious.

"This is your pass to the Killing City. Someone will meet you at the city gate."

Dan Heng nodded, then walked towards the city gate with the four large characters "Slaughter City" hanging above it.

(End of this chapter)