Chapter 294

Poop, poop, poop... Bodies fell to the ground, and blood stained the ground of the tavern.

At this time, Hemingway's face was very calm.

Because what he will enter next is the capital of killing, where there are no friends and partners, but only enemies. Kill anyone who can pose a threat. The purpose of his trip is to win the annual champion of hell killing ground. By the way, you can also hone your murderous spirit and see if you can imitate others. Of course, the position of Shura God is also his goal.

After all, Shura God and his other martial spirit ghost white tiger have a good relationship. He also wants the whole person to play with two gods.

The waiter in the tavern did not panic because dozens of people died. He was as calm as Hemingway and seemed to have been used to this scene.

"Do you want to enter the capital of killing just by killing a few people? You are not qualified enough." The waiter said coldly, "even a Bloody Mary can't afford it. Why do you enter? Er..."

A burst of anger burst his head.

Hemingway did not look back, but said faintly, "am I qualified now?"

The waiter obviously couldn't give him any more answers. He never thought that this man would shoot at himself. The blood sprayed from the neck of the headless body, and the body fell down with a bang, gathering with the previous corpses.

After that, Hemingway strode to the bar of the tavern without looking at the other two waiters who were stunned behind the bar. Raise your hand and slap it on the bar. In the roar, the bar turned into fragments, flying in all directions, exposing the ground.

The two waiters have been silly.

"The entrance to the capital of killing should be here." Hemingway threw a punch into the air and roared out with horror. Hit the ground hard!

Hemingway had detected the difference here long before. It's under the bar. It's empty. There is no doubt that this town can not be the capital of killing. The entrance is the most reasonable explanation.

He won't go to any mechanism. He has to use different methods in different places.

In a loud noise. A huge hole appeared on the ground, and the cold wind blew up from under the cave.

Hemingway did not hesitate, jumped down and jumped directly into the darkness of the ground. His body was suddenly surrounded by darkness, and the whole person didn't enter it.

Hemingway was down-to-earth and didn't need light when he fell a few meters into the dark. He was domineering and could see everything clearly in the dark. It was a long corridor, extending obliquely downward, and the cold breath kept blowing Hemingway's body.

But for him, it was nothing at all. He strode forward without seeing it.

When Hemingway took 1462 steps, a cold voice suddenly came from all directions, "welcome to the capital of killing. This is the capital of hell and a world full of killing. Here, you can get everything you want at the cost of your life."

Hemingway, who was always open to see and hear, had long felt that the material of the corridor was very special, and his spiritual power could not penetrate it. His face changed slightly, and he couldn't help being cautious. But the pace under his feet did not stop.

In the dark, the first thing to explore is his overbearing color, and then his people.

Turning a corner, there was a faint light in front of Hemingway. Hemingway had seen that it was an open door through seeing and hearing. On the other side of the portal, there is a breath of life.

Hemingway vaguely heard the noise as he walked out of the corridor. In front of him, 101 people appeared. They were all dressed in black armor, and even their faces were completely covered by helmets. One hundred of them were holding epee. Only one man sat on a tall war horse. His horse was also covered with thick black armor.

"You broke the rules." The low voice sounded extremely cold and didn't seem to come from the population. The one who spoke was the Black Knight sitting on the horse.

Hemingway did not look at him, but looked behind him. What he saw was a black city. The thick black city wall is very wide. It is really a city, and there is a purple moon hanging over the city.

The moon is very low. It seems that it is less than 500 meters away from the ground. Looking up, everything is black, just like the existence of night.

"What if you break the rules?" Hemingway asked faintly.

The black armor Knight's voice was still cold and there was no breath of people. "Then you must be punished. Defeat me and you will have the qualification to enter the capital of killing."

"Didn't I kill you?" Hemingway asked faintly.

The slender Knight gun in the black armor Knight's hand was slowly raised, and suddenly the black armor warriors on both sides slowly retreated and flowed out of an empty field.

"I'm Scott, the knight of terror." The horse accelerated suddenly, and the Black Knight rushed straight to Hemingway with a tragic breath. The cold breath filled the air, and a cold murderous spirit rushed forward.

Although the murderous spirit of the black knight was like a breeze to Hemingway, it also brightened his eyes. The soul power surged in his body and wanted to launch the armed color domineering, but Hemingway suddenly found that his soul ring did not appear, and it seems that all soul skills have lost their function at this moment.

Hemingway, who had known part of the information in advance, did not panic at all, because it had long been expected by him.

According to a few words in the original book he read, the capital of killing has special rules. Here, any soul skill is invalid. Even a soul master can only use the most basic power.

The most basic form of Wu soul. The soul skill disappears, but the soul power is. And physical fitness will not be reduced.

Frankly speaking, this place is a perfect place for Hemingway. Because of his usual means of attack. Is to use a strong body to level all opponents. I seldom use soul skills. Although you can't use tricolor domineering here. But with strong physique and Navy six. It's enough for him to run wild.

Facing the menacing enemy.

Hemingway's response was simple. He swung his fist and smashed it.

With his hard fist like steel, he met the heavy armored terrorist knight with the great momentum of the war horse.

Boom!!!

The war horse wailed and the great momentum suddenly stopped.

A heavy Knight gun with a length of four meters broke through the air. Far away flew out. The terror Knight Scott is no longer on the horse. Like his knight gun, the whole man has been lifted up. The war horse stopped on Hemingway's fist.

The great impulse stopped here. Under the action of strong force, the war horse turned sideways and twitched violently. Its neck has been completely broken in the collision of two strong forces.

Hemingway's physical quality is so abnormal that he doesn't even have a basic concept. Only know very strong, very strong! Although he didn't use his full strength, he even drew back his strength. But even so, the explosive force that this light blow can produce is extremely terrible!

The terror Knight Scott slowly got up from the ground. On his right hand holding the knight's gun, all the armor had disintegrated and scattered, even the armor on the whole right arm. At the same time, the muscles and bones of his right arm collapsed.

Hemingway frowned. According to his original calculation of his opponent, this punch should be able to end his opponent's life. But the power of the terrible knight was stronger than his judgment. Left his life.

Step by step, Hemingway looked up at the purple moon. The secret way in my heart: the capital of killing that can't use soul skills. I'm coming.

"Stop, stop." Scott shouted with some ferocity.

Hemingway looked at him coldly. At this time, Scott's helmet had fallen. Revealed a ferocious middle-aged face. He looked at Hemingway with more fear. Obviously, he couldn't think of why the young man's power was so terrible. Isn't he a soul master?

"Stop me again. I don't mind killing all of you." Hemingway said coldly.

"No, not to stop you. You have passed my test. You are qualified to enter the capital of killing." The knight of terror said with some difficulty. What he doesn't understand most is that when a soul master comes here, he will be shocked because the soul skills can't be used, but the young man in front of him doesn't seem to be affected at all.

A black sign was handed to Hemingway, who took it. The sign is engraved with a skull and a number 9527 below.

"This is your proof that you are in the capital of killing. Please enter the city and someone will pick you up at the gate."

Holding the sign, Hemingway strode forward without looking at the terrible knight.

Looking at Hemingway's fading back, Scott backhanded pulled out his sword around his waist, waved it fiercely, and cut off his shattered right arm. Scarlet blood spilled over the black land. The smell of blood filled the air.

The dark city gate gives people a very depressed feeling. On the huge city gate, there are four big characters of capital of killing. In front of the door, two rows of black armor warriors stood quietly. Before Hemingway showed his ID card, a woman with a black veil came out. "Welcome to the capital of killing."

The woman's voice was very good. She came to Hemingway, dodged and made an invitation gesture.

Although Hemingway was extremely surprised by the underground city, especially the limitation of soul technology, he followed the woman into the city gate with the mentality of being at ease when he came.

Perhaps because of the his ID card, no one stopped him. Walking into the city, Hemingway saw a blue and purple world. The lights hanging on both sides of the street only release these two lights. To his surprise, there were not many people here, and no one paid attention to him as an outsider. Except that everything seemed so dark, it seemed that it was no different from ordinary cities.

"I'm your interpreter. You can ask me anything you don't understand. I'll answer all your questions in twelve hours. In twelve hours, this is where you live. You will officially become a member of the capital of killing." Hemingway nodded and said, "what kind of place is the capital of killing?"

The black gauze girl said, "a happy land. A degenerate paradise."

Hemingway frowned. "Is it that simple?" The black gauze girl nodded.

Hemingway said, "how did the capital of killing come into being?"

The answer given by the black gauze girl this time satisfied Hemingway. "The capital of killing has been formed for thousands of years. According to legend, it is the field left by a powerful soul master after breaking through level 100. Here, all soul master skills can not be displayed, and people can only survive by instinct and their own strength. Soul power can be used as the source of strength."

Hemingway looked at the black veil girl, "what are the rules here?"

The black gauze girl said calmly: "The rules here are no rules. As a member of the capital of killing, you can do anything here. Even if the title Douluo of the outside world comes here, it will be weakened by the disappearance of soul skills. And we don't need to be afraid of them under the rule of the king of killing. In the capital of killing, you can do anything you want as long as you have enough ability. But I must remind you. Because there are no rules here, you may face fatal danger at any time. In a sense, this is a paradise for sin. "

"Paradise of sin?"

"Yes. Because many people come here, just because they can't survive in the outside world, they have to choose to enter. After they come here, they don't need to worry about being chased and killed. Every member of the capital of killing will be protected by the capital of killing."

Hemingway didn't care about the idea of protection. Since he can come here by means of violence, it means that any strong man can. There is no soul skill and soul power. The title Douluo is still the strong among the strong here.

Are the sinners here really safe?

"Mr. 9527. I understand what you're thinking." The black girl suddenly said.

Hemingway was stunned. "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

"You must be thinking about how the capital of killing protects its people, aren't you?" Hemingway thought, "how do you know?"

Black gauze girl Road: "Because everyone who has just arrived in the capital of killing will have this idea. But soon, they will give up this idea. Entering the capital of killing needs to undergo the test and test of killing. Although you entered in a special way, your overall murderous spirit is enough. And you defeated the Lord of terror knight. So you were allowed to join. However, I must have one thing Remind you. It's easy to enter the capital of killing, but it's almost impossible to go out. "

"Only in, not out?" Hemingway looked at the black girl and said nothing. He doesn't think he can't break out.