Chapter 198 Could this kid be the new God of Death?

After hearing this, Lin Mo said slowly with a calm look:
"It seems that you are the former."

The black-robed man was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly:

"I am indeed the former, but I am not a fallen one!"

Lin Mo sat next to the man in black robe and said:
"I am very interested in you. If you are willing to talk, I am willing to be your audience for once."

"My name is Lin Mo, and I am from a distant place."

The man in black robe was stunned for a moment, his eyes seemed to be thinking about something, and then he said:
"I can't tell you my name yet. But I can tell you that I also come from a distant place."

“Maybe you are from overseas too?”

Lin Mo asked in confusion. He was now more curious about the identity of the black-robed man in front of him.

But who could this guy be? Lin Mo actually felt a little curious at this moment.

"Well, the place I'm in is called the Alien Continent. More than a hundred years ago, our ocean-going fleet accidentally discovered this unknown Douluo Continent."

"In order to continue to verify this answer, our empire sent out a fleet of ocean-going ships composed of several Title Douluo masters to start searching for a new continent."

"But in an accident, we encountered a powerful soul beast with extraordinary cultivation in the sea. Even if several Titled Douluo on our fleet joined forces, they were no match for that ocean overlord."

"The final result was that our ship was destroyed and everyone on board died, and I came to this Douluo Continent alone."

As he spoke, the black-robed man's eyes were filled with sadness.

"What happened next? How did you end up in the City of Slaughter?"

Lin Mo asked aloud.

The man in black robe fell into reminiscence, and then said:
"I had just arrived on this continent, and I was seriously injured. After wandering around for a while, I came to an empire called Tiandou."

"The Tiandou nobles abused their power and acted tyrannically. One time, I saw a royal noble beating and scolding a little girl from the common people. I couldn't hold back and accidentally beat her to death."

"Later I found out that the man I beat to death was the son of a powerful person in Tiandou."

"I'm sure you can guess what happened next. I was constantly hunted down by the Tiandou Empire. I was already seriously injured and had no strength to fight them. I fled for several years and finally came to the Slaughter City to avoid being hunted down."

"Speaking of this, I seem to have been in the City of Slaughter for nearly a hundred years. Sometimes I suddenly recall everything that happened in the past, but the memories in my mind no longer seem to belong to me. Up to now, I seem to have forgotten my name and identity!"

The black-robed man's eyes were extremely calm.

Hearing the man in front of him say this, Lin Mo's eyes flashed with surprise.

Being able to stay in the hellish prison of the City of Slaughter for nearly a hundred years, any normal person would have suffered a mental breakdown long ago.

"My dear, have you ever thought about going out? There is a huge world out there. Do you want to explore it again?"

Lin Mo looked at the man in black robe and spoke slowly.

"go out?"

"I did think about it when I first entered the City of Slaughter. But later on, I seemed to have gradually adapted to life here and no longer had any illusions about the outside world."

"The Killing City can cut off all contact with the outside world. Presumably, my empire has already determined that I died in the sea. What's the point of a man who has been dead for a hundred years suddenly appearing?"

While speaking, the man in black robe took out a cup of Yellow Spring Dew from somewhere and took a big gulp of it.

Lin Mo looked at the black-robed man in front of him and said with some disdain:
"If you are so ordinary, what is the difference between you and those fallen ones?"

Hearing Lin Mo say this, the black-robed man's eyes brightened. "Hahaha, yeah, what's the difference between me and them now?"

"My life shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this."

Then, the man in black robe turned around and looked at Lin Mo's back.

After a long time, only a broken wine glass was left on the corner of the City of Slaughter.

The city of killing, the palace of killing.

The King of Slaughter, dressed in red, sat on the throne, holding a cup of Yellow Spring Dew in his hand, his sharp eyes slightly narrowed.

Just now, he already knew that Lin Mo had easily killed dozens of Fallen.

In the City of Slaughter, these fallen ones are the best nourishment for the City of Slaughter.

Therefore, the Spirit Hall outside would often send some evil spirit masters and extremely vicious criminals to the Slaughter City. It was like the King of Slaughter helping them guard the prisoners, and the Slaughter City could also help him get a lot of nutrients.

However, if too many people leave the City of Slaughter, it will be a heavy blow to the City of Slaughter.

"The god of death is coming, a disaster from hell."

"The strength of this youth numbered 89757 is too incredible. Even if more than a dozen Soul Saint and Soul Emperor level warriors besieged him together, they would not be a match for the youth numbered 89757."

The Killing Messenger looked at the Killing King and said with a worried look on his face.

"I know."

The King of Slaughter spoke, his words revealing a terrifying murderous aura, which was the murderous aura he had accumulated over the years in the City of Slaughter.

"That 89757 soul master, whether in terms of physical fitness or the peak close combat skills, has a terrifying ability to fight beyond his level."

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the King of Killing, and he slightly tightened his grip on Huang Quanlu's hand.

"Even if it's a Soul Douluo or even a Titled Douluo, without using soul skills, I'm afraid it would be difficult to take down 89757."

The Killing Messenger spoke slowly.

"Then do you think that this soul master numbered 89757 can complete the 100-win challenge in the Hell Killing Field and successfully pass the Hell Road?"

"Do you think this kid can complete this challenge?"

The King of Slaughter poured all the Yellow Spring Dew in his hand into his mouth, and his eyes began to flash with cold light.

The Killing Messenger closed his eyes and thought for a long time, and finally said truthfully:
"In my opinion, with the strength of No. 89757, it is inevitable that he will win every time in the Hell Killing Field, and it is not impossible for him to pass the Hell Road."

Hearing the Killing Messenger say this, a hint of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Killing King.

Every time a new God of Killing is born in the City of Killing, it will bring great losses to the City of Killing.

Because the City of Slaughter will inject the murderous aura that has been accumulated for a long time into the new God of Killing.

It is for this reason that the King of Killing is very wary of anyone who can complete a hundred victories in the Hell Killing Field and embark on the road to hell.

"I have already investigated this soul master numbered 89757. There is no trace of the two killer gods behind him, so we don't need to worry too much."

"Next, you should know what to do!"

(End of this chapter)