Chapter 165 Fall

Star Luo Empire, territory of Earl Oran.

The large manor is resplendent with jade and carved railings that shine brightly even in the dark night.

"Isn't Weber back yet?"

In the manor, a fat man in brocade clothes suddenly spoke. His hands kept rubbing the jade ring on his thumb, and there was indescribable nervousness between his brows.

"Back to Mr. Oran, there is still no news from Mr. Weber."

"What a waste. He shouldn't have died in the hands of that group of wolf thieves, right?"

Earl Oran snorted coldly, his face ashen.

Seeing his Earl's angry expression, the elderly butler at the side did not dare to speak at all, for fear of saying something wrong and offending the other party's brow.

"Go ahead and inform us that everyone is temporarily prohibited from entering and exiting. The army is patrolling the city day and night. Even if the wolf thieves appear, they must not be allowed to rush in!"

"As you command, sir."

The housekeeper hurriedly responded, but felt a little hesitant in his heart.

After a moment, he tentatively asked, "Master, this is not the solution anyway. Why don't we try to ask for help from other nobles nearby, or put out a reward, and ask the soul master or Wuhun Palace to take action?"

"Are you trying to make me the butt of a joke?"

Earl Oran suddenly looked angry.

"Master, please calm down. That's not what I meant. It's just that allowing the wolf bandits to wreak havoc will have an impact on you, master. After all, those people are your property..."

"Hmph, they're just a bunch of untouchables. They don't deserve to waste my time. It's best for this group of wolf thieves to leave my territory as soon as possible. They are really damn beasts!"

However, he could only verbally curse.

As a hereditary earl, Oran has lived in fine clothing and food since he was a child. His talent is not very good, and his army only has a few thousand, so he cannot afford to offend these half-man, half-wolf beasts.

It's okay to let him eat and wait for death, but it's really embarrassing to let him fight against a group of monsters.

"Okay, if Weber comes back later, ask him to come see me tomorrow morning!"

"yes!"

Count Oran waved his hand gently and returned to the bedroom with a big belly.

Today he just found two young and beautiful women. He doesn't have time to stay up late waiting here. Naturally, he wants to enjoy life.

"Beauty, this Earl is here!"

Count Oran rubbed his hands together with a particularly evil smile.

Pushing open the door, the beautiful woman in his imagination did not appear. Instead, a strong back appeared in his sight, which made the smile on his face freeze instantly.

"Who are you? There is someone here..."

Only halfway through speaking, the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared.

There was a sudden pain in his throat. Count Oran's eyes suddenly widened and he covered his throat with his hands. He kept whimpering and blood flowed uncontrollably.

Slowly lowering his head, it turned out that the stick he usually used to torture women was stuck in her throat.

Unable to speak any words at all, Earl Oran fell heavily to the ground, 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 igniting the room.

After doing all this, the figure disappeared again.

"It's gone!"

After a while, the servants of the Earl's Manor discovered this situation, and the entire manor fell into chaos, but by the time they put out the flames, it was already too late.

Count Oran's death undoubtedly caused an uproar.

However, the murderer came and went without a trace, and no one in the manor was aware of it. In the end, the matter had to be left alone.

…

In a small town.

The pain caused by the wolf thieves still cannot be eliminated, but the dead have passed away, and the lives of those who survive must continue.

After questioning, most people were unwilling to leave their hometowns. Only the girl from the wine shop and a few women were willing to follow Lin Chuan and the others 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 find the count?"

Directly in front of the team, Dugu Yan rode forward and asked.

Lin Chuan didn't hide anything and nodded slowly, "I killed that damn fat man to express my anger, but this kind of behavior is of little use."

Most nobles are the same and rarely treat ordinary people as human beings.

Even if a count dies, the successor may still be the same. If this problem cannot be solved fundamentally, it will be useless no matter how many nobles are killed.

"Xiaochuan, this world is really terrible!"

After being silent for a while, Dugu Yan suddenly said this.

Lin Chuan's eyes flickered slightly, and his voice was unusually low, "Then try to change the world. I can't guarantee it elsewhere, but in my territory, this kind of thing will never happen!"

"I believe you!"

Dugu Yan turned around to look, his eyes full of trust.

At this moment, Lin Chuan's ideas in his heart had quietly changed.

The territory is not only used to strengthen yourself, but also a responsibility. From the moment the people of the territory pay taxes to you, you have to make them live a better life.

No other reason than to have a clear conscience.

"Let's hurry up and try to get back to Snowfield City as soon as possible."

…

at the same time.

In the killing city.

The sky was extremely gloomy, and the whole city was in a light red world.

The air is filled with pungent smell, but more of it is the strong smell of blood. This is a world of killing and a paradise of depravity.

Everyone has a strong murderous aura. Even if it is just a harmless-looking child, he may break your neck in the next moment.

The inner city of the killing city.

If the outer city is a dead and cold world, then the inner city is a luxurious and crazy world.

Various colorful lights can be seen everywhere. The number of people in the inner city is much larger than that in 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 law of the jungle, which is completely a paradise for beasts.

Various strange sounds echoed in the city from time to time.

Somewhere in the city, three figures are besieging and killing Tang San.

"Hehehe, your blood must be delicious, let's blend it with this old man!"

"Don't be impatient, this guy is delicate and tender, it must taste delicious, let me enjoy it before killing him!"

"Tsk, this kid looks like a thin dog, maybe even a novice, if you really want it, you might as well let me do it, I will definitely satisfy you."

"Bah, if you eat too much coarse grains, you always have to change your taste."

"Don't talk nonsense, take this kid down first!"

"..."

The three people spoke one after another, but their hands did not stop moving at all.

However, facing the siege of the old man, the middle-aged strong man, and the swaying woman, Tang San's eyes were calm and unmoved, and he easily avoided various attacks while turning his feet.

A closer look revealed that his broken right leg had grown back, only his right arm was still empty, but it did not affect his fighting.

"Die!"

Turning his hands, a strange weapon appeared out of thin air in Tang San's hand.

As the trigger was pulled, countless tiny steel needles instantly sprayed out, shooting at the three people like a rain of flowers, almost blocking all the dodging directions.

The middle-aged strong man didn't react in time and was shot into a sieve in an instant.

The woman was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and dodged behind the middle-aged strong man, barely escaping.

The remaining old man was slippery enough, but he was still a beat slower, and his right leg was pierced by the tree root steel needle, and he screamed in pain.

"Poisonous!"

Feeling the strangeness coming from his body, the old man didn't have time to think about it, gritted his teeth and cut off his right leg to prevent the spread of the poison.

Such a decisive behavior, so cruel to himself, really a group of lunatics.

However, in the case of being unable to use soul skills, breaking a leg is undoubtedly a way to death. Tang San did not miss this good opportunity, and waved his left hand again, and there was an extra head in his hand.

He was still under siege just now, but in the blink of an eye, he was out of danger.

"It's your turn!"

Tang San held the head in one hand, with scarlet light in his eyes.

The plump woman was shocked, a trace of fear flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she quickly showed a flattering look, "Brother, don't kill me, my sister is very useful, as long as you keep my sister alive, you can do whatever you want."

As she spoke, her collar slipped off silently, and she kept throwing seductive eyes.

Such a beautiful view, coupled with a pitiful look, really made people soft-hearted.

If it were the previous Tang San, he would naturally ignore it, but when he saw the plump woman's charming figure, the red light in his eyes became more and more vigorous.

The anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and even began to run wild.

Tang San flashed forward, pinched the other's throat with one hand, and imprisoned her on the ground with force, his eyes were flashing a creepy scarlet light, making him look extremely terrifying.

The plump woman was unable to resist at all, or did not want to resist, so this situation was exactly what he wanted.

On the surface, she was accommodating, but deep in her heart, she was hiding endless murderous intent.

It was only 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 towards Tang San's face.

"You are the one who will die!"

Tang San's mouth curled up with a crazy arc. He had been prepared for it. He turned his head to avoid the sneak attack. Eight sharp spider spears suddenly stretched out from his back, and with the red light in his eyes, he looked more evil.

He suddenly exerted force with his left hand and twisted her neck. At the same time, the eight spider spears stabbed the woman under him with all his strength, and easily pierced her.

"You..."

Feeling the power disappear quickly, the plump woman widened her eyes, but could no longer speak.

A blood-red light flowed on the eight spider spears, and the woman under him turned into a mummy visibly, until finally even the body was completely devoured.

"That's it!"

Tang San had a crazy smile on his face, feeling the power increase again, and became more and more addicted to it.

When he came back to his senses, the scarlet light in his eyes had faded a lot, and Tang San's cold eyes swept over the other two corpses on the ground, without wasting, and the Eight Spider Lance pierced 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 weird.

"Huh..."

Tang San let out a long breath, and the whole person was satisfied as if he had just had a full meal.

"Sure enough, I chose to come to this killing city. There are all evil soul masters here. Instead of continuing to live and harm people, it is better to turn them into my power!"

In just one year, Tang San has increased his soul power by at least fifteen levels just by devouring soul power.

That is to say, he did not hunt for soul rings, otherwise he would have 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 reach Soul Douluo at least to compete with them. I have to speed up the swallowing speed!"

"And this rage..."

As more and more evil spirit masters were swallowed, Tang San also felt that the rage in his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he was almost unable to suppress it.

Every once in a while, he needed to find a woman to have sex with in order to vent this rage, but this was not a long-term solution and would get out of control sooner or later.

"As long as I can get revenge, what does this rage mean? I will be able to use it in the future."

Tang San snorted coldly, his words full of confidence.

However, the most urgent task now is to find a right arm bone first and restore the broken right hand first. His left leg was restored after swallowing enough vitality and cooperating with the soul bone.

There are many soul masters in the Slaughter City, and there will always be one or two lucky guys.

"Wait, Lin Chuan, Spirit Hall, I will seek revenge on you sooner or later!"

Tang San raised a wicked smile, his spirit power captured other auras nearby, licked his lips, and turned into several shadows to fly away.

Soon, the sound of killing rang out again.

However, this was nothing to the Killing City where people died every day. No one cared about the reason. Everyone was immersed in killing under the influence of the poison.