165: Fall
Xingluo Empire, Earl of Oran Territory.The huge manor is magnificent with carved railings and jade bricks, and it is bright enough even in the dark night.
"Isn't Weber back yet?"
Inside the manor, a fat man in gorgeous clothes suddenly spoke, rubbing the jade ring on his thumb with both hands, with an indescribable tension between his brows.
"Reporting to Master Orlan, there is still no news from Lord Weber."
"What a loser! Could he have died at the hands of that gang of wolf thieves?"
Count Oran snorted coldly, his face turning ashen.
Seeing his own earl's furious expression, the elderly butler beside him didn't dare to say anything, for fear of saying something wrong and offending the other party.
"Notify everyone to temporarily ban anyone from entering or leaving the city. The troops in the city will patrol day and night. Even if wolf bandits appear, they must not be allowed to rush in!"
"Yes, sir."
The butler quickly agreed, but he was a little hesitant inside.
After a moment, he asked tentatively, "Master, this is not a solution. How about trying to ask for help from other nobles nearby, or offering a reward and asking the soul masters or the Spirit Hall to help?"
"Do you want me to be a laughing stock?"
Count Oran suddenly looked angry.
"Master, calm down. That's not what I meant. It's just that if we allow the wolf bandits to run rampant, it will also have an impact on you. After all, those people are your property..."
"Humph, they are just a bunch of lowly people, not worthy of my wasting time. It's better for this group of wolf bandits to leave my territory immediately. They are such damned beasts!"
However, he could only verbally abuse her.
As a hereditary earl, Orlan had lived a life of luxury since childhood. He was not very talented and had only a few thousand soldiers under his command. He could not afford to offend these half-human, half-wolf beasts.
It would be fine to let him just eat and wait for death, but it would be really difficult for him to fight against a group of monsters.
"Okay, if Weber comes back later, tell him to come see me tomorrow morning!"
"yes!"
Count Oran waved his hand gently and returned to the bedroom with his big belly.
He just found two young and beautiful women today. He doesn't have time to stay up late waiting here. Naturally, he needs to enjoy life.
"My beauty, the Earl is here!"
Count Oran rubbed his hands together, smiling in a particularly lewd manner.
He pushed the door open with force, but the beautiful woman he imagined did not appear. Instead, a strong figure appeared in his sight, which made the smile on his face freeze instantly.
"Who are you? Someone, come here, there is..."
He had only said half of his words when the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared.
There was a sudden pain in his throat. Count Oran's eyes widened suddenly. He covered his throat with his hands, sobbing continuously, and blood kept flowing down.
He slowly lowered his head and found that the stick he usually used to torture women was stuck in his throat.
Unable to utter a single word, Count Oran fell heavily to the ground, his dirty blood flowing out, completely staining the priceless carpet.
The black shadow opened his mouth slightly, and a ray of fire spurted out and fell on the wall, completely setting the room on fire.
After doing all this, the figure disappeared again.
"The fire broke out!"
After a while, the servants of the Earl's manor discovered this situation and the whole manor fell into chaos, but by the time they put out the fire, it was too late.
The death of Count Oran undoubtedly caused an uproar.
However, the murderer came and went without a trace, and no one in the manor noticed anything at all, and in the end the matter was left unresolved.
…
In the small town.
The pain brought by the wolf bandits still cannot be eliminated, but the dead are gone, and the survivors must continue their lives.
After questioning, it was found that the vast majority of people were unwilling to leave their hometowns. Only the girl from the tavern and a few other women were willing to follow Lin Chuan and his friends to live in the Tiandou Empire.
Their relatives all died in this attack, so they have nothing to worry about anymore!
"Xiaochuan, did you leave to look for the earl before?"
Right in front of the team, Dugu Yan rode forward and asked.
Lin Chuan did not hide anything and nodded slowly, "I killed that fat guy, which was considered as a way to vent my anger, but this behavior is not very useful."
Most nobles are the same and rarely treat ordinary people as human beings.
Even if an earl dies, the subsequent heirs may still be the same. If this problem cannot be solved fundamentally, it will be useless to kill more nobles.
"Xiaochuan, this world is so terrible!"
After a long silence, Dugu Yan suddenly said this.
Lin Chuan's eyes flickered slightly, and his voice was unusually low, "Then try to change this world. I can't guarantee other places, but in my territory, this kind of thing will never happen!"
"I believe you!"
Dugu Yan turned around, her eyes full of trust.
At this moment, Lin Chuan's ideas have quietly changed.
A territory is not just used to strengthen itself, it is also a responsibility. From the moment the people of the territory pay taxes to you, you must also make their lives better.
There is no other reason, just to have a clear conscience.
"Hurry up and try to get back to Xueyuan City as soon as possible."
…
at the same time.
In the city of killing.
The sky was extremely gloomy, and the whole city was in a pale red world.
The air is filled with pungent smells, but more of it is the strong smell of blood. This is a world of killing and a paradise of depravity.
There is a strong murderous aura in everyone. Even a seemingly harmless child may break your neck at the next moment.
The inner city of the city of killing.
If the outer city is a dead, cold world, then the inner city is a luxurious, crazy world.
Various colorful lights can be seen everywhere. The population of the inner city is much larger than that of the outer city. In stark contrast to the quietness of the outer city, the inner city is undoubtedly extremely chaotic.
There are no rules here, only the survival of the fittest. It is a paradise for wild beasts.
Various strange noises echoed in the city from time to time.
Somewhere in the city, three figures were surrounding and killing Tang San.
"Hehehe, your blood must be delicious, merge with this old man!"
"Don't be impatient, this guy has tender skin and meat, he must taste delicious, let me enjoy him before I kill him!"
"Tsk, this boy looks like a skinny guy, maybe even a virgin. If you really want it, you might as well let me do it. I will definitely satisfy you."
"Pah, I've eaten too much whole grains, so I always need to change my taste."
"Stop talking nonsense, capture this guy first!"
"…"
The three of them spoke one after another, but their hands did not stop moving at all.
However, facing the siege of the old man, the middle-aged sturdy man, and the charming woman, Tang San's eyes were calm, not moved at all, and he easily avoided various attacks by moving his feet.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that his broken right leg had grown back, but his right arm was still empty, but it did not affect his fighting ability.
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"Die!"
In the blink of an eye, a strange weapon appeared in Tang San's hand.
As the trigger was pulled, countless tiny steel needles shot out instantly, shooting towards the three people like a rain of flowers, blocking almost all directions for them to dodge.
The middle-aged strong man didn't have time to react and was shot into a sieve in an instant.
The woman was quick-witted and dodged behind the middle-aged man, thus barely escaping the disaster.
The remaining old man was slippery enough, but still a beat too slow, and his right leg was pierced by the steel needle of the tree root, causing him to scream out in pain.
"poisonous!"
Feeling something strange in his body, the old man didn't have time to think. He gritted his teeth and cut off his right leg to stop the poison from spreading.
They are so decisive in their actions and are so cruel to themselves. They are really a bunch of lunatics.
However, without being able to use his spirit skills, breaking a leg would undoubtedly be a way to death. Tang San did not miss this good opportunity. He waved his left hand again, and a head appeared in his hand.
They were under siege just now, but in the blink of an eye they were out of danger.
"now you!"
Tang San held the head in one hand, his eyes glowing scarlet.
The plump woman was shocked, a hint of fear flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she quickly showed a flattering look, "Brother, don't kill me, I am very useful. As long as you spare my life, I will do whatever you want."
As she spoke, her collar slipped down silently and she kept throwing him seductive glances.
Such a beautiful scenery, coupled with the pitiful expression, is really heartbreaking.
If it were the Tang San of the past, he would naturally ignore it, but when he saw the voluptuous figure of the plump woman, the red light in his eyes became more and more intense.
The anger in my heart could no longer be suppressed and even began to run wild.
Tang San flashed forward, grabbed the opponent's throat with one hand, and pinned him to the ground. His eyes were flashing a creepy scarlet light, making him look extremely terrifying.
The plump woman was completely unable to resist, or did not want to resist, and this situation was exactly what he wanted.
He seemed to be compliant on the surface, but deep down in his heart he was hiding endless murderous intent.
It only took a few breaths.
"Go to hell!"
The blush on the woman's face suddenly faded, and her eyes revealed madness and cruelty. She opened her mouth and spit out a short blade, shooting it towards Tang San's face.
"You are the one who is going to die!"
The corner of Tang San's mouth curled up into a crazy arc. He had been prepared for this and dodged the sneak attack by turning his head. Eight sharp spider spears suddenly extended from his back, and with the red light in his eyes, he looked even more evil.
He exerted force with his left hand, twisting her neck to break it, and at the same time, he stabbed the woman under him with his Eight Spider Lance, piercing her easily.
"you..."
Feeling her strength quickly disappearing, the plump woman's eyes widened, but she could no longer speak.
A blood-red light flowed on the Eight Spider Lance, and the woman beneath him visibly turned into a mummy, until finally even her corpse was completely devoured.
"That's it!"
Tang San had a crazy smile on his face, feeling the power increasing again, and became more and more addicted to it.
Coming back to his senses, the scarlet light in his eyes had faded a lot. Tang San swept his cold gaze towards the other two corpses on the ground. Without wasting any time, he stabbed them with the Eight Spider Lance one after another.
Two more life forces were devoured, and the aura on his body became more and more powerful.
The Eight Spider Lance shook slightly, and even its appearance became more and more bizarre.
"call..."
Tang San let out a long sigh, and he felt as satisfied as if he had just had a big meal.
"It turned out that I made the right decision to come to this killing city. This place is full of evil spirit masters. Instead of continuing to live and harm others, it is better to turn them into my strength!"
In just one year, Tang San increased his soul power by at least fifteen levels just by devouring it.
In other words, he did not hunt for spirit rings, otherwise he would have already broken through to the Soul Emperor by now!
"It's still far from enough. Lin Chuan can't stand still. There's also the behemoth of the Spirit Hall. I have to at least reach Soul Douluo to compete with them. I have to speed up the devouring speed!"
"And this violent aura..."
As he devoured more and more evil spirit masters, Tang San felt the hostility in his body grow stronger and stronger, and he could hardly suppress it anymore.
Every once in a while he needs to find a woman to have sex with in order to vent his anger, but this is not a long-term solution and will get out of control sooner or later.
"As long as I can get revenge, my anger won't matter. I will be able to use it to my advantage in the future."
Tang San snorted coldly, his words full of confidence.
However, the most urgent task now is to find a piece of right arm bone and restore his broken right hand first. His left leg was restored after absorbing enough vitality and cooperating with the soul bone.
There are many soul masters in the City of Slaughter, and there will always be one or two lucky guys.
"Just wait, Lin Chuan, Spirit Hall, I will seek revenge on you sooner or later!"
Tang San raised his lips to reveal an evil smile. His mental power captured other auras nearby. He licked his lips and transformed into several shadows before flying off into the distance.
Soon, the sound of killing rang out again.
However, this is nothing in the killing city where people die every day. No one cares about the reason. Everyone is immersed in killing under the influence of the poison.
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