Douluo: Take the First Poseidon's Nine Tests

Chapter 298

"Don't think I can talk casually if I love you. After passing the hell Road, the God of killing can return to the capital of killing at any time. The rule of the hell killing field is that the degenerates with more than 50 wins won't meet in the same game. If any God of killing knows this, it's a really devastating disaster for the capital of hell. In their field of God of killing , any soul master can restore the use of soul skills. Otherwise, why do you think I should compromise with them? "

Blood red eyes floated in the air, and the king of killing murmured to himself: "I just hope that under normal circumstances, they can't hold on to a hundred games, let alone pass through the road of hell. Otherwise, two killing gods will appear at the same time. I'm afraid the disaster of the capital of killing will also come."

Waving his big hand, a strong dark red liquid flew out in front of him. In the darkness, there was a huge blood pool in front of him, which was full of viscous blood. He opened his mouth and swallowed the blood as if in his stomach. In the dim light, two tusks were faintly exposed.

Time spent in waiting and practicing. Sitting cross legged in his cabin, Hemingway was constantly cold. The huge murderous spirit revolved around his body and affected him.

It's been nearly two years since I came here. It's only one game away from the title of hell killing field champion. However, Hemingway found that his mentality was inevitably affected.

In two years, there were more than a thousand degenerates who died in his hands. Although those people were evil and degenerate, Hemingway felt a sharp increase in his murderous spirit every time he killed someone. And these murderous Qi also imperceptibly and continuously influenced him.

The reason why it took so much time to gradually approach the final Yum is in addition to the number of participants. The bigger problem comes from Hemingway himself.

The rising murderous spirit was nothing at first, but when Hemingway killed more than 100 people here, he found that these murderous gases began to affect his own mind. At the beginning, only occasionally showed bloodthirsty emotion, but with the extension of time, the smell of killing became more and more obvious. It's like seeing any creature trying to kill it. Killing a person is as simple as crushing an ant.

Therefore, in addition to participating in the competition, Hemingway's main direction of cultivation is not to improve his own strength, but to suppress the more and more powerful murderous spirit.

Fortunately, his white tiger soul itself was the main killer, which greatly improved his resistance to killing, so that he was not controlled by the idea of killing. At the same time, Hemingway also took the killing during the game as a way to vent.

Until not long ago, when Hemingway finished 99 hell killing field games, he vaguely felt that some qualitative change was going to happen in his murderous spirit.

But the more qualitative change is to occur, the more I can feel that the murderous spirit is not easy to control.

At the same time, he also understood why hulena had already reached 99 victories and delayed the 100th game.

In this killing capital, it's not too much to describe them with killing people everywhere. It is also because of their rise in the past two years that fewer and fewer degenerates dare to participate in the game in the hell killing field. More people choose to live with the saved games in the past. If the games are exhausted, they also live by contributing blood.

After all, compared with dying immediately, staying alive is definitely the choice of most people.

The sound of banging on the door suddenly sounded from the outside. Hemingway's suppressed murderous spirit rose almost in an instant. The small cabin was cold and condensed. Under the oppression of murderous spirit, the dignified atmosphere filled the air. The smell of blood was virtually released from Hemingway.

"Who?" Hemingway asked in a deep voice.

"It's me." A beautiful voice sounded from the door. Although Hemingway didn't listen to the voice many times, he could tell at once that the owner of the voice was hulena.

With a slight frown, Hemingway thought to himself, why is she here? With a wave of his hand, a gust of air poured out and opened the latch. "Please come in."

Not knowing the purpose of hulena's coming here, Hemingway suppressed his murderous spirit, but his vigilance has been raised to the strongest. The door opened and hulena in black came in from the outside. She looked very pale and drank slowly with a glass of Bloody Mary in her hand. This seems to have become the habit of the strong in the killing capital. Except Hemingway, almost the degenerates who have more than ten victories in the killing capital often drink blood from nowhere.

Hemingway frowned slightly after glancing at the cup in hulena's hand. "What's up?"

Hulena did not approach Hemingway, but stood by the door. She knows very well that in this killing world, everyone's vigilance is very high. She didn't want to cause Hemingway's misunderstanding because of her unintentional action.

"I hope to join hands with you." Hulena spoke directly about her purpose.

"Together?" Hemingway looked at her suspiciously, "don't you know the rules of hell killing ground? There can only be one winner in each game. If we meet, how can we work together?"

Hulina smiled calmly, and the blood red light in her eyes faded. Just as Hemingway expected, hulina has been struggling in pain these days. Although she has the help of a soul bone of her head, she didn't go crazy. In addition, she has the same resolute character. But it's worse than Hemingway. It was not easy to kill him for a few minutes today, so I came to Hemingway.

"It's impossible for us to meet in the game. As long as we win more than 50 games, we won't meet each other according to the rules of the capital of killing. Otherwise, who can be among the 100 games? I came to you not for this, but to join hands with you when you hit the road to hell."

"Hell road?"

Although Hemingway had heard this when he first came to the capital of killing, he was completely unfamiliar with the situation of hell road. At that time, he also asked the black gauze girl, but the black gauze girl did not give an answer. She said that hell road is the biggest secret of the capital of killing, and only the winner has the right to know.

Hulena nodded seriously, "Yes, it's the hell road. Although you and I are about to win a hundred victories in the hell killing field, in fact, our strength may not be better than the opponents we once faced. Only we all have the ability to win without soul skills. We can get to the present. More accurately, you and I are not really degenerates. You don't have to refute me. If I guess right No, you should be here to practice like me, right? "

Hemingway was secretly surprised that hulena's words were highly credible. At least he couldn't hear any flaws. And although hulena was full of murderous spirit, she looked at herself very sincerely at this time.

"What does this have to do with participating in hell road?" Hemingway asked faintly. There was a cold light in hulena's eyes, "Of course it does. If you are not a degenerate, it should be almost the end of your experience. Naturally, you can't leave here until you pass through the hell road. Moreover, there is a great secret hidden in the hell road. Neither you nor I can pass through it alone. Only when we unite can we have the chance to succeed."

Hemingway smiled calmly, "then why should I believe you? Who knows if you will stab me in the back. Don't forget, this is the capital of killing. Anyone can't believe it casually."

She bit her lower lip. Although hulena knew that Hemingway's suspicion was normal in this place, she still had an uncomfortable feeling in her heart. Deep down, she did like the handsome young man. But she came to Hemingway today, but it had nothing to do with her feelings.

"Although I don't know your origin, in order to show my sincerity, I can tell you my origin." Hulena stared at Hemingway and said, "my name is hulena and I come from the hall of martial spirits. My teacher is his Majesty the pope in the hall of martial spirits."

Hemingway said blandly, "this can represent your sincerity? Where you came from has nothing to do with me."

"You..." hulina didn't expect Hemingway to be so resistant to people and thousands of miles away.

"Harmony benefits both sides. There is no rule on the number of people entering the hell road. No matter you or me, one person will die. Well, I'll tell you another secret. If you can go out of the hell Road, you can not only return here at any time, but also get a great benefit."

"Oh?" Hemingway said, "tell me about the hell road. Maybe I'll consider cooperating with you."

If it was hulina in the past, it would certainly not be so easy to tell the secrets in her heart, but women who fall in love with a person are often controlled by reason, not to mention that most of her energy now is focused on suppressing the murderous spirit.

the moment, Hulena said seriously: "The entrance of hell road is in the hell killing ground, where we fight every day. Everyone who dies there, blood and soul will be swallowed up by hell road. I don't know exactly what's going on in hell road. I just know that if there is no strong killing gas as a guarantee, they will be swallowed up by the fierce gas in hell road immediately."

"There are many theories about the formation of the capital of killing, but the most reliable one is the special field left by a great strong man who broke through the level 100 limit. The name of this field is the field of killing God. If you can cross the path of hell, you will be recognized by the field of killing God. The field of killing God will absorb his own killing Qi and form his own field, which is attributed to the martial spirit 。 Also known as the talent field of Wu soul. This increase is equivalent to that the soul master who has passed the test of hell road has one more skill than the general soul master. It is also the most valuable domain skills. "

"Are domain skills valuable?" Hemingway asked faintly. In fact, he knows more than hulena in some aspects. For example, he knows that the field of killing God is related to the inheritance of Shura God. If you want to inherit the Shura throne, you must have the field of killing God!

Hulena said anxiously: "I don't know how your teacher taught you. Domain skills are of course important. Generally speaking, the ninth soul skill can only appear when the soul master reaches the level of Title Douluo. Moreover, the probability of occurrence is only one tenth. Domain soul skills, also known as the best soul skills. Except at the level of Title Douluo, only the talent skills of martial soul can be obtained It could have happened. In their own field, their own strength will be amplified, while the strength of their opponents will be suppressed. If applied properly, the effect will be extremely terrible. "

Here, hulina paused and continued in a calm tone: "moreover, the talent field will evolve with the improvement of her own strength. For example, the field of killing God will increase with the increase of murderous Qi."

Hemingway knew everything in his heart, but his face still showed surprise at the right time and said, "how can you know so clearly?"

Hulina took a deep breath, her eyes showed hesitation, and after a long time, she said, "because I know a strong man in the field of killing gods. These are what she told me. Otherwise, why would I come to this disgusting place?"

Hemingway glanced at the glass with Bloody Mary in her hand. "Disgusting? I think you adapt well."

Hulina frowned slightly, and the blood red light in her eyes increased significantly. "This is not adaptation. Just drinking it will calm my mood and stop being so restless."

"For the sake of telling me about the field of killing gods, it is poisonous in this capital of killing. The more you drink it, the deeper the poisoning will be. It is a chronic poison hidden in the blood. I don't know what effect it will have after creating hell road and leaving here. But I'm sure this chronic poison should be affected by hell road. Only eight people have been able to leave here for more than a thousand years. This is not just the horror of hell road itself. I'm afraid this poison has played a great role. " Hemingway glanced at the glass in her hand and said.

The cup fell to the ground and the bright red liquid spilled. Hulena's face suddenly became ugly.

"Toxic?" She looked at Hemingway in disbelief.

Hemingway said faintly: "I've studied it carefully. The poison doesn't appear in the blood at first, but in the air. Affected by the poison in the air and stimulated by its own murderous Qi, it needs blood to calm down the agitation. Over time, I'm afraid it will become addictive. The poison in the blood will be exciting and even more powerful. But once the severe poison is stimulated, I'm afraid no one can I can't resist it. You're not poisoned yet. Stop drinking blood and be saved. If you go on. I'm afraid you're not my partner on the road to hell, but the one who makes trouble for me. "