The Fallen Ones in the outer city were clearly not as wary as those in the inner city.
They believed they were safe under the protection of the King of Slaughter's rules.
However, they were wrong.
A golden streak of light, like the scythe of death, swiftly traversed the dark streets of the outer city.
"ah--!"
"Who goes there!"
"Help!"
Screams and cries of alarm rose and fell.
But soon, everything fell silent again.
Dongfang Jing moved so fast that those people didn't even have time to react.
By the time he had killed the ninth person, the entire outer city was in complete turmoil.
Countless fallen people scattered in terror and fled.
They finally realized that the "Judge" who had unleashed a bloodbath in the inner city dared to disregard even the King of Slaughter!
He has already turned his butcher's knife towards the outer city!
Ignoring the fleeing ants, Dongfang Jing's gaze was already locked on his last target.
It was a thin man who was huddled in a corner of the tavern, having fainted from fright.
Dongfang Jing walked towards him step by step.
However, just as he was about to swing the Blazing Sun Blade, an unexpected event occurred.
A crimson gust of wind descended from the sky without warning, carrying a chilling aura that swept across the entire street.
An overwhelming and suffocating pressure instantly enveloped the entire area.
Dongfang Jing paused.
He slowly raised his head and saw a figure wearing a huge scarlet cloak and with a pair of blood-red bat wings, hovering silently in mid-air.
His pale face and blood-red eyes were coldly staring at me.
King of Slaughter!
At the same time, the sound of synchronized footsteps came from all directions.
Countless knights clad in heavy black armor and wielding greatswords surged out from all the intersections, surrounding Dongfang Jing and blocking all his escape routes.
The King of Slaughter glanced at the blood-soaked ground around him, then at the Fallen One who had fainted from fright at Dongfang Jing's feet. A faint hint of anger finally appeared on his pale face.
He looked at the simple white-gold mask on Dongfang Jing's face and spoke slowly in a sharp, piercing voice.
"Judge, why do you slaughter my people?"
The judge.
This name was given to Dongfang Jing by someone else.
Because what he did here truly resembled judging the sins of these fallen people.
The fallen ones themselves know that they are already evil and heretical, immersed in killing and sin every day, but they are simply unable to extricate themselves from it.
The appearance of Dongfang Jing was like a messenger sent by heaven to end their sins.
Cold-blooded, ruthless, and efficient.
Without any personal grudges, he simply carried out his duty of "judgment".
Therefore, the title "Judge" quickly spread among these outlaws.
Looking at the King of Slaughter in mid-air with blood-red bat wings and a face as pale as a vampire, Dongfang Jing replied indifferently, "A bunch of filthy insects, they're an eyesore."
His voice wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly.
mad!
That's insane!
The black-armored knights around them all had angry red glints in their eyes.
Someone actually dared to speak so highly of his people in front of the King of Slaughter!
The King of Slaughter snorted coldly, and an even more massive crimson aura erupted from his body, pressing straight towards Dongfang Jing like a landslide and a tsunami.
However, Dongfang Jing simply stood there quietly, his expression unchanged, and his body didn't even sway.
"Um?"
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the King of Slaughter.
That kid!
"Do you know the rules of my City of Slaughter?" The King of Slaughter's voice grew even colder. "You killed someone in the outer city, so you must pay the price!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-red cloak behind him fluttered without wind, and the terrifying killing intent almost froze the surrounding air.
But he did not act immediately.
The blood-red nine-headed bat king was wary.
It couldn't see through the masked youth in front of it.
"My messenger once visited you, but you refused." The King of Slaughter's tone softened slightly. "Now, I will give you another chance."
"Judge, you are very strong, strong enough to make me look at you differently."
"Would you be willing to join my City of Slaughter? To stay by my side and serve me?"
"If you agree, I will forgive and forget the 9,999 people you harmed in the past. Furthermore, I promise that from now on, you will be free to enter and leave the City of Slaughter without being restricted by its rules, and your soul skills will be restored."
What do you think?
The King of Slaughter extended an olive branch that he believed he could not refuse.
Freedom, privilege, power.
This is something that anyone who comes to the Killing City dreams of.
However, Dongfang Jing's answer surprised him once again.
"Not interested."
Without the slightest hesitation, it was decisive and efficient.
The King of Slaughter's face instantly darkened.
The anger in his heart was almost uncontrollable.
But this kid seems so confident, could it be... could it be that Bibi Dong really sent him to train without prior notice?
Or is it that he really has some other powerful figure backing him up, one that he doesn't even know about?
Thinking of all this, the King of Slaughter was furious, but he forcibly suppressed his urge to take action.
The crimson nine-headed bat king that parasitized Tang Chen's body had lived for so many years, and its caution was ingrained in its very bones in order to become a god.
"Judge," he asked slowly, his voice hoarse, "do you think my city of slaughter is not good enough for you, that you are massacring my people so ruthlessly?"
He wanted to glean more information from the other person's response.
However, Dongfang Jing's answer once again surprised him.
Dongfang Jing shook his head slightly.
"No," he said calmly, "I think that although such a place is despicable, it does have a reason to exist."
"And we also need someone like you to be in charge of managing them."
The King of Slaughter was taken aback, his eyes filled with confusion.
Dongfang Jing continued, "In my opinion, this City of Slaughter is like a prison for all the fallen. Without this prison, releasing these madmen would only lead to widespread suffering in the outside world."
"Everything has its yin and yang; existence is its own justification. The world needs light, and darkness will inevitably be born. If we were to truly wipe out all the fallen, it would only disrupt the balance of the world and give rise to new, even more terrifying darkness."
"Therefore, rather than letting them wreak havoc on the world outside, it is better to lock them all up here."
"As the saying goes, use evil to control evil. It's a good use of these depraved people to be controlled by someone even more wicked than them."
These words completely stunned the King of Slaughter.
He looked at the young man in front of him with a completely new perspective.
He increasingly wanted to control this talented person.
However, the fact that the other party completely disregarded him, the King of Slaughter, infuriated him.
This conflicting feeling made him extremely irritable.
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