Chapter 288 Appointing the King of Killing? The Carnival of the Finals!
Tang Hao thought of the sadness and couldn't help looking up to the sky -
"Ahhhh!!!"
The scream was so miserable.
But he was still lucky, at least he was only seriously injured.
Tang San, who was standing next to him, had his limbs broken and it was difficult for him to even move like a cricket pupa. He felt grief-stricken as he looked at the molten iron all over the ground.
I spent countless days and nights hammering them out one by one!
Is it all scrapped?
I originally thought that having a father who was a Titled Douluo would help me turn the tide a little.
As a result, he became a slave of the First Hong.
Later I heard that my grandfather was very powerful, a level 99 peerless Douluo.
Thinking this wave is stable.
It turns out that there is a god behind the first Hong, and level 99 is just a younger brother.
Waiting for the city of killing.
Well, my grandfather became a divine examiner, so is it possible for him to inherit the throne of the divine king?
That's above the first level of god!
I haven’t waited to have big dreams yet.
My grandfather showed up, beat them up, and then left.
It seems like he has given up his status as a divine examiner?
【Tang San: Ahhhhh!!!】
[Tang San: Why is it that every time before success, my hopes always fall through? ! ! ]
The first one smiled but said nothing.
What else could it be? Him.
——To be precise, it’s the audience in the live broadcast room.
[「Emotional God Huo Yuhao」: I took a screenshot of this expression and made it into a Tang San grief expression pack! ]
["Fire God Ma Hongjun": Tang San ]
【「Fire God Ma Hongjun」: Tang Hao's groundhog 】
【「Fire God Ma Hongjun」: Tang's father and son were beaten by mixed 】
["Fire God Ma Hongjun": Tang San's limbs were broken by Tang ]
["Nine Colors Ning Rongrong": Good job! Fatty, you're really quick! ]
["Fire God Ma Hongjun": Haha! While you were watching the show, I was already producing it. How about that? 】
["Sky God Zhu Zhuqing": Tang San collapses nine times in a ]
The animated picture is a close-up of Tang San's face every time he suffered various tortures due to the intervention of the First Hong.
Each photo shows a mask of pain pulled fully on, with faces so distorted that they hardly resemble the real person.
【「Nine Colors Ning Rongrong」: This is what we call professionalism! 】
["Fire God Ma Hongjun": Wow! Can you play like this? ]
[“Emotion God Huo Yuhao”: Not bad, not bad! I’ve collected them all! Hahahaha——]
["Ice God King Qiu'er": This looks interesting. I'll try making it too. ]
【「Ice God Wang Qiuer」: King Kong Barbie 】
The fast-forward showed the entire process of Wang Qiuer's transformation.
Um.
It's pretty cool.
"I didn't expect that Wang Qiuer, you have the potential to be a funny person." Diyihong teased.
["Ice God King Qiu'er": What is a fun person? ]'
[「火神马红俊」: According to the literal meaning, and what the anchor usually says about watching for fun, it should be someone who likes to have fun? ]
["Ice God Wang Qiu'er": Then I should be the God of Fun. ]
["Fire God Ma Hongjun": Yes! God of Fun! ]
["Angel Qian Renxue": Hey, I'm a married woman, stop licking me. ]
["God of Fire Ma Hongjun":]
["Sky God Zhu Zhuqing": I was just about to say that, hahaha——]
Okay.
The God of Fire Ma Hongjun understood the people of fun, and then became fun himself.
It amused the first one.
"What are you laughing at?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously.
"It's fun to see the father and son crying." Diyihong said casually: "Okay, since the King of Slaughter has run away, then..."
He looked at the title Zhang San.
"From now on, this city of slaughter will be in your hands."
Title Zhang San: (●—●)
what?
I am a worker, but I have been promoted to a black-hearted boss.
No! Since Diyihong dared to appoint him like this, he could only be considered a partner at best, and more likely he would become a senior employee.
"On behalf of" Diyihong, he looked at the City of Slaughter.
"Can this be accomplished?" Title Zhang San said carefully, "The King of Slaughter has the authority to control the Slaughter City. He can manipulate the blood moon to free designated people from restrictions, and he can also punish criminals."
——Everything he said was a test.
Could the first one be just empty talk?
He waved to the blocked account Zhang San to come over.
He took out the Shura Demon Sword and placed it on the shoulder of the man named Zhang San.
"Give him control of the City of Slaughter."
——This is the Shura Demon Sword that was just seized.
Normally.
As a super artifact, it is the sword of the God King. How could it be threatened?
but.
Diyihong only needs to give rewards back and forth in the live broadcast room.
Recognize the master on the spot.
The master spoke.
The Shura Demon Sword was executed immediately, and Title Zhang San obtained the "third level authority" - the second authority was the First Hong, and the first authority was the Shura God King.
Even the blocked Zhang San was shocked!
Does it really work?
Then he realized who would be the master in the future and knelt down to Diyihong.
"You will be my young master from now on, and I will absolutely obey your orders!"
What I'm thinking about is
[Title Zhang San: It's obvious that the young master is not someone who can stay here. Once he leaves, won't I have the final say in this city of slaughter? ]
[Name Zhang San: Hahaha.]
[Name Zhang San: Why are you all looking at me? And your eyes are so weird. This is terrible!]
He was so proud of himself that he finally reacted - he had been listening to his inner voice and having fun just now.
Cold sweat broke out all of a sudden.
[Title Zhang San: I won’t become the King of Killing with the shortest tenure, right? ]
[Banned Zhang San: No! I was wrong! ]
"Alright." Diyihong said speechlessly, "You can do whatever you want in this killing city. I just want someone to open the door. Why are you so nervous?"
Titled Zhang San nodded repeatedly as if he had been pardoned.
"I just got the permission and learned that there are three ways to leave the Slaughter City."
"This is the first one"
He was interrupted by Diyihong raising his hand.
"Just shut up now and listen to me."
Named Zhang San tactfully covered his mouth and nodded repeatedly.
As for the heart
Diyihong turned off [Joint Skill: Mind Reading] because it was too noisy.
Turn around.
Looking at everyone, he smiled and said——
"The latest situation is that the Killing City now belongs to me."
"So the rules of this competition should also be changed."
"Due to the limited reserve energy of the City of Slaughter, there are only five or six candidates who can participate in the Shura Divine Test."
"We need to save some energy to run the Killing City, so let's suspend five of them."
"So we will have a big melee, and the top five can go to Hell Road and try to pass the first test of the Asura God."
"If you want to participate, come and line up now."
Ma Hongjun, who was closest to him, catapulted over directly.
The others were also very enthusiastic and flew towards this side with all their might, fearing that if they were too late there would be no "spots".
But they all had a tacit understanding and lined up consciously when they arrived in front of the first Hong.
——At this critical moment, if you make Diyi Hong unhappy, you will be in trouble.
Diyihong put away his martial spirits one by one and installed limiters.
Even the seriously injured Tang Hao struggled to come and sign up.
This made Tang San, who was still lying on the killing field arena, so anxious that he kept crying out!
(End of this chapter)
