Douluo: Reincarnated in Danheng, a Unique Journey of Pioneering

Chapter 133 Dragon Master's Treatment
"It's really troublesome."

Dan Heng withdrew his fist, took out a handkerchief and wiped the bloodstains from his hands. This was the fifth person today who had tried to attack him.

He had clearly blown living people into a bloody mist right in front of them.

But these guys didn't seem to have any fear. They seized what they thought was an opportunity and continued to ambush Danheng.

Dan Heng was really annoyed. It was just a trip to that hellish killing field, but why did so many troubles arise?

"I told you, attacking that guy would be suicide."

From a corner, a head peeked out furtively. Seeing Dan Heng's nonchalant attitude, it felt somewhat relieved that it hadn't acted rashly.

"Those guys are really stupid. They went looking for trouble after I just stirred things up a few times."

The man chuckled slyly. As soon as Dan Heng entered the city, he sensed that the other party was not simple.

So he casually used some deceptive rhetoric, and those fools who longed to enter the hellish killing field but couldn't afford Bloody Mary got hooked.

However, it seems that this newcomer, number 8888, is not someone to be trifled with. Trying to scheme against him would probably be a thankless task.

"So it was you who instigated it."

The sudden sound from behind made the person hiding in the corner break out in a cold sweat. In just a moment of distraction, the other party had discovered them.

"Uh, haha, sir, what are you saying? I don't understand anything."

"What instigation? I'm clumsy with words, I'm terrible at talking, you must have misunderstood, misunderstood! Eek!"

Just as this man was grinning and putting on airs, a long spear was pressed directly against his throat.

"Brother! Sir! Please, have mercy! If there's anything you need help with, I'll do my best to help you!"

It's obvious this guy is panicking. If it weren't for the gun tip pressed against his neck, he'd probably be lying on the ground by now.

"I want to see the King of Slaughter."

"Then you might as well stab me to death."

Upon hearing Dan Heng's request, the man stopped moving, looking like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Meet the King of Slaughter, and listen to this, listen to this—is this a request a human being could make?

Do you think the King of Slaughter is some monkey for people to watch and have fun with? You just ask to see the King of Slaughter.

"Alright, I'll take you."

Upon hearing this, Dan Heng immediately raised his spear, intending to kill him with a single thrust.

"Hey, no, no! Sir! Sir, could you please change your request? Meeting the King of Slaughter is simply not something I can do!"

“I have no other requests. I just came here out of curiosity about what the Killing City is like.”

"what?"

The man looked Dan Heng up and down again. This guy was really strange. He came to a place like the City of Slaughter just out of curiosity.
Hadn't he heard about the chaos and disorder here before he came? Is this the kind of place you can just walk into out of curiosity?
"So, do you have any other use? If not, then you can get going."

"Yes! Absolutely! In recent decades, only two killing gods have emerged from the Killing City, and I have their information!"

"God of Slaughter? Is that someone who walked out of Hell Road and left the City of Slaughter?"

When the girl was explaining to Dan Heng earlier, she didn't mention the concept of the God of Slaughter. Perhaps she was influenced by Dan Heng's actions and forgot to mention it. "Yes, since the formation of the City of Slaughter, only eight Gods of Slaughter have emerged in a total of 1,000 years, and two of them have emerged in the last few decades."

Only eight killing gods have passed through this place in the last thousand years, so it seems that the Road to Hell has quite a story to tell.

Only eight people made it out, but how many people have trod the road to hell? That must be a lot, at least more than eight.

"The files of two recently emerged killing gods are all here. Sir, would you mind if you took them?"

Dan Heng took the documents, shot the man straight through the heart, pinned him to the wall, and enjoyed the same treatment as a Dragon Master.

"I'm not so merciful as to let someone like you, who wants to kill me, get away with it."

Dan Heng is indeed unwilling to kill people casually, but that doesn't mean he won't kill!
Those who instigate others to cause trouble for themselves ultimately have the same goal as those people: to get themselves killed.

Such people are often even more hateful. If he lets such people go, it's not called being kind-hearted; it's called being mentally ill.

After killing the man, Dan Heng opened the documents he was given. The two names on the documents surprised Dan Heng, but he quickly accepted them.

"Tang Hao and Bibi Dong are the killing gods who have emerged from the City of Slaughter in recent decades. What a coincidence."

They're all old acquaintances.

Judging from this, they might send their sons and apprentices here for training in the future, right?
Over the past thousand years, eight killing gods have emerged from this land, and the City of Slaughter must have a collection of information on these eight killing gods.

The people sent by the God of Slaughter will surely be taken seriously by the City of Slaughter.

"We've finally arrived at the Hell Slaughter Field."

For some reason, Danheng didn't encounter any troublemakers along the way, and he walked much faster.

Upon entering this hellish killing field, Dan Heng could clearly sense that the killing aura here was much stronger than outside.

Moreover, there seems to be an unknown toxin in the air here, affecting people's minds and making them crave killing.

It was only after Dan Heng noticed this here, and then returned to the outside world, that he discovered the entire Killing City was filled with this mind-altering poison.

The toxins in the Killing City had such a slight effect on him that he didn't notice them at first.

This left Dan Heng somewhat amused and exasperated, as he rarely saw anything so weak that he would simply ignore it.

However, although the toxins inside the Hell Slaughter Arena were much more concentrated than those outside, they were of no use to Dan Heng.

The only difference between this place and the outside world is that Dan Heng can detect the toxins here, but not those outside.
Just one on the side of the road.

Inside the hellish killing arena, shouts of killing filled the air. Dan Heng casually found a quiet spot to sit down and watched the killing performance of the ten people inside.

After a fierce battle, only one person survived and became the victor.

As a result, he was granted the right to reside in the Killing City for one year.

Dan Heng only learned after consulting with the person in charge of the Hell Slaughter Arena that not everyone has the right to reside in the Slaughter City.

Only by winning in the Hell Slaughter Arena can one obtain a one-year residency in the Slaughter City.

Otherwise, one must pay tribute with two cups of Bloody Mary every month in order to gain the right to live in the outer city of the Killing Capital.

Well, that tour guide girl wasn't very professional; she didn't explain these things to him clearly.

(Tomorrow at midnight, gentlemen)
(End of this chapter)