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Chapter 102 101. A city that is terminally ill (3000) (12)

An Le followed behind Ren Ye, walking through the crowd.

I don't know who noticed the arrival of the two of them first, the few people who were having a pleasant conversation suddenly fell silent, and looked at Ren Ye's iconic yellow hair and earrings, showing a look of surprise.

Then, like an infectious disease, the silence quickly spread to every mouth in the bar.

However, in An Le's opinion, instead of calling it a "bar", it might be more appropriate to call it a "blood bar".

The liquid in the wine glass is not a drink like "Bloody Mary", but real blood!

The breath of blood, rich and fragrant.

‘Fragrant and fragrant? '

An Le frowned, he sensed something was wrong, something went wrong with his thinking.

Before that, he would never use this word to describe blood.

‘Is it the effect of upgrading to [Blood Warlock]? still……'

An Le can't help but think of that bloody figure again. He hasn't come out of the symptoms of Gestalt collapse yet, and the things around him always feel a little strange, and occasionally he can't distinguish the shiny glass hanging above his head. What is the thing, and what is in the corner, the boxy thing, made up of bars of iron.

After careful observation and serious thinking, An Le realized that the former was just a finely crafted chandelier, while the latter was an iron cage.

cage?

An Le's slightly sluggish mind suddenly sobered up.

He looked intently, and there was a thin, pale boy squatting in the cage, dying and on the verge of death.

And there is far more than one iron cage like this!

Obviously, this is where the blood in people's cups comes from.

The freshest blood naturally needs ready-made living people to provide it.

An Le glanced at the people around again. Their eyes were faintly scarlet, their fangs were looming, and they greedily drank the "fine wine" in the cup.

Someone said: "Boss, have another drink."

The waiter took the wine glass, went to the iron cage, and cut the wrist of the living person inside, blood gushing out.

The eyes of those whose wrists were cut were numb and empty, without screams or wailing, like an empty shell that lost its soul, or like an anesthetized animal waiting to be slaughtered.

Anle understands.

Behind this elegant and high-class scene, full of cruel blood.

Under the handsome and elegant skins of this group of people, there is an essence dirtier than monsters!

This is the so-called holy blood.

He suddenly understood Ren Ye's mocking and sarcastic tone when he mentioned the Holy Blood.

But this also puzzled An Le, as the gold medal killer of the Gray Blood Organization, Ren Ye hadn't assimilated into one of them?

Not long after, a charming woman greeted her, who was the ostensible owner of this bar.

Ren Ye spoke concisely, coldly and contemptuously: "Take me underground."

"yes."

The woman's delicate body trembled slightly, and the white flowers in front of her were trembling, but neither An Le nor Ren Ye took a second look at her.

The coquettish woman led the two of them to a secret door in the bar, and said respectfully, "Please come in."

At this time, Ren Ye suddenly said: "When you walked over just now, did you step on your left leg first?"

"Um?"

As soon as the woman uttered a syllable, her complexion changed suddenly: "How dare you! This is..."

scoff——

Scarlet burst, and the entire left leg seemed to explode from the inside, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

"Ugh!" the woman exclaimed in pain.

The glamorous face is distorted and ugly, staring at Ren Ye with incomparable resentment.

Such a change attracted the attention of others, and at the same time, they were shocked by it.

In this bar, there are still people who dare to attack her?

After discovering that it was Ren Ye, those who originally wanted to make a move backed away silently, thinking to themselves, as expected of that lunatic.

An Le said nothing, trying to reduce her sense of existence.

However, the Holy Blood next to Ren Ye is enough to attract attention.

Some tentative, malicious, or wanting eyes fell on An Le.

Someone has a keen sense and is very surprised... The breath of his blood is very noble, which means that the quality and concentration of the source blood is extremely high, and it is not even inferior to Ren Ye!

Among the holy blood descendants, the original blood soaked into the blood does not represent the strength of strength, but it is a symbol of status.

The higher the quality of source blood, it also means that it can evolve to a higher level and become a more powerful transcendent.

Even among the holy bloods, there are a small group of people, called "nobles", who can drive the lower holy bloods at will.

It's not that the nobles don't have the concept of "sacred blood race, all are parents and brothers", but they are regarded as "parents and brothers", only the holy blood descendants who are also nobles.

These people wanted to continue to observe, but found that An Le and the two had already entered the secret door and disappeared.

Behind the secret door is a very long corridor leading to the underground.

While walking, Ren Ye suddenly said, "Are you curious why I did something to the gatekeeper and the female boss?"

An Le didn't answer, but she already had a guess in her mind.

"The old man likes to eat (meow) people, and the defective and broken goods in the bar are all his rations."

"Women should choose the blood of virgin men and virgins and drink a cup every day, in order to keep their appearance and beauty intact."

Ren Ye sneered twice: "Of course, the most important reason is that I think they are upset!"

"That alone is enough."

An Le asked flatly, "Then why didn't you just kill them?"

Hearing this, Ren Ye's eyelids twitched, this little guy is more courageous than he imagined!

'However, I like it! '

Ren Ye became more and more satisfied, and explained: "Because... I am not strong enough!"

"When I reach A-level, I can kill whoever I want."

An Le is a little speechless... You still have something in your heart!

He could see that Ren Ye seemed to be different from ordinary blood descendants, and he didn't show much desire for blood, but he was far from completely trusting him.

In fact, An Le wanted to extend his tentacles several times and let Ren Ye become his beater.

But his intuition told him that doing so would definitely fail, and might expose the existence of the tentacles.

B-level transcendent, very unusual!

Going down the corridor, there was a vague sense of space dislocation in the middle. Anle guessed that they had been teleported to another location, and they might not even be underground in Yuechong City.

There was a bright light not far ahead, noises, screams, and an indelible smell of blood mixed with the smell of sweat!

The underground world of Yuechong City showed a cruel and bloody corner to Anle.

"Go! Kill him! Tear him apart!"

"Tear him apart, blood! Show me the blood!"

"It's a waste, it's a waste of fun."

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Before entering completely from the entrance, the noise like a wave came to Anle.

Accompanied by it, there is also a chilly heat—this is a weird way of saying it, but it can perfectly describe the feeling of An Le.

As soon as I touched it, it was like steaming, very hot, but the coldness quickly penetrated into the skin.

But the strange thing is that instead of feeling uncomfortable, An Le enjoyed the breath a little bit, his body was warm, as if being nourished.

An Le thought to himself: ‘Specially able to increase the breath of the Holy Blood? '

Continuing to look in, An Le raised his eyes to look.

On the heights, countless people stood and roared, a large black area, surrounded by a blood-colored platform, the howling sound could almost pierce the eardrums of ordinary people.

This is an underground arena!

On the platform, a strong man close to two meters was fighting a strange monster.

The monster was made up of misshapen chunks of flesh, covered with a layer of pitch-black substance, three pairs of arthropod-like sharp blades were razor-sharp, and fly-like compound eyes flashed nimbly.

It is not appropriate to say "fighting", this is a unilateral massacre.

It's just a monster killing a man.

The sharp blade pierced the chest and cut open the abdomen, the intestines flowed all over the ground, and blood and pieces of flesh continued to splatter, accompanied by the man's shrill screams, like a bloody symphony.

But this made the audience in the stands even more excited, shouting like wild animals.

"That's it! Let him die more slowly!"

"Fortunately, I still bet on this trash. The worse the death, the better."

The insect-like monster had a certain degree of intelligence. It knew what the cruel onlookers wanted to see, and it deliberately didn't directly pierce the man's vitals.

It opened its fine and sharp mouthparts, starting from the man's arm, and devouring him bit by bit.

The man's wailing gradually weakened, and finally completely quieted down.

An Le watched everything silently, glanced over the fanatical audience, and thought: 'These people, perhaps... should all be my stepping stones! '

What Ren Ye wants to see with An Le is not only this.

Right next to the stands of the arena, there is a medium-sized market.

Among them are slaves, both ordinary humans and sub-humans.

Most of them are boys and girls, and occasionally there are men with strong bodies. Even An Le is chilled by it, and there are even babies in swaddling clothes for sale!

Butcher shops like Eric the Vulture's are not uncommon here.

Human arms, thighs, hearts, kidneys, heads... are displayed in the butcher shop, like the most common commodities, with clearly marked prices.

There are also vendors who specialize in selling blood, which is probably an industrial chain. Butcher shops sell meat, and blood shops sell blood.

It can be called the scene of purgatory, shocking.

Rao is Anle, after witnessing this scene, everyone felt a chill in their hearts and was surprised.

After all, after entering the main city of Yueyong City, although he encountered crises many times, he also had frequent contact with cult members.

But on the bright side, Yueyong City is still a peaceful and peaceful modern city.

The security department maintains a certain degree of order, the economy is developed, and the civilians are doing various jobs, and they can even be called "living and working in peace and contentment". Compared with the slums, their lives are indeed several times happier.

But in the underground world, is it such a cruel scene?

Or, is this what it should be?

It's just that An Le is in the security department and leads a relatively comfortable life, so she doesn't realize it.

If Ren Ye hadn't revealed it, it might take him a while to find out.

An Le looked around, feeling a sense of crisis and urgency in her heart.

This city is like a sick man in fine clothes.

On the surface, it looks bright and beautiful, full of flowers, but under the fine clothes, it is already covered with festering abscesses, germs are breeding, and maggots are wriggling.

Already... terminally ill!