This time, Lei wore the appearance of an ordinary drifter, his entire body wrapped in a black cloak, and of course, the outline of his armor was unavoidable.

  Lei Wen knew that no matter what, there would always be someone who would come to test his skills.

  Weaklings don't deserve to survive independently in a city of slaughter.

  A small, scrawny human urchin tottered towards Raven.

  "Sir, have mercy on me, I haven't eaten for two days."

  Iron Slasher

  The little kid's skull flew out, revealing a foul-smelling brain pulp and several strange insects quickly crawling out of the gap to escape.

  Leiwen casually pulled out a living rope, easily catching the few insects, and turned to ask a roadside vendor selling medicinal materials: "Fresh brain-eating insects, want some?"

  The stall owner, who was shrouded in a black robe and of unknown ethnicity, tossed out five inferior soul crystals, which were considered the purchase price.

  The hard currency among the gods is divine gold coins, but for demons and devils, soul crystals containing souls are the most valuable hard currency.

  The inferior soul crystal Raven is useless, but it's good to spend some extra money in this place.

  Lei Wen casually put down the food brain worm and slowly walked away.

  The corpse lay in the middle of the road, and before long, special personnel would come out to clean up the blood and drag away the body. Every corpse had its use. Fresh tender flesh was taken to feed magical beasts. Rotten meat like this was a favorite of carrion-eating animals. Strong and intact corpses were mostly sold to liches or death spirit mages.

  Anyway, this time no one dared to get close to Raven casually.

  Even if no one has ever seen Raven, everyone knows 'this kid is not a rookie'.

  Although this is a small plane, there is also a golden city of that size. The eight directions and the center of the killing city all have bloody arenas. On the streets filled with bloodstains and various sword marks, there are guys wearing various uniforms boasting about the arena's prize money to every new face that doesn't look like a gold master.

  There was a guy who went too far, following Raven for half the street, and finally dared to grab Raven's cloak.

  "Kid, give me some face, I haven't even opened for business yet. If you don't bring back a gladiator, my old man will tear me apart. Just one! As long as someone representing our Anli Dueling Club fights just one match, the price is whatever you want."

  This guy is a total poser. If you really think he's some big shot, you'll be in for a rude awakening. He can totally bluff his way through things and leave people stunned. In reality, he's just a peripheral figure in the Dueling Club, basically just a temporary worker.

  Tolerance is equivalent to letting him take an inch and then a foot.

  Leiwen struck again with 【Iron Cutter Flash】!

  A flash of cold light, but it didn't kill him.

  "Huh?" The opponent actually had an ability similar to 【Flash Step】, but that guy reacted a bit slow. Raven struck his arm.

  It seems like he realized Raven was not someone to be trifled with, so he turned around and ran away.

  Unfortunately, it's too late.

  Raven stole his shadow while attacking the guy, then with a thought, the guy was eerily pulled into his own shadow. The next moment, he appeared in Raven's shadow - Assassin skill [ Captive Shadow ].

  "No! Big brother, don't kill me! No..."

  Shadow Storm

  The shadow behind Lavin instantly connected to the shadow plane, and nearly a dozen shadow creatures stretched out their claws from the shadows, tightly strangling that guy. In less than three seconds, he was dead.

  "Shadow kill, wash the ground."

  Leiwen dragged the corpse of Na Ke with his shadow as he walked, and the terrifying sound of Shadow Killer devouring flesh and blood made all the Na Ke tremble with fear.

  No one knows how far Raven's strength has gone.

  Since he's an assassin, he must be a Shadow Master or something. People like that always have the skill to hide their presence. It's impossible to gauge his strength from his aura.

  So, the power of Raven, who was only releasing white silver stage fluctuations, was infinitely overestimated.

  That's what Raven wants.

  Otherwise, he would never be able to safely pass through the commercial district and gladiator district to reach the slum.

  Under the watchful eyes of the city guards, Raven passed through the gate and on the other side of the high magical wall, saw the dirty and messy but extremely wide alley in his memory, let out a long sigh.

  Shadow Step

  Line of Sight Concealment

  Shadow Jump

  A string of skills allowed Raven to dodge several seemingly ordinary but actually not weak commoners, and sneak into a poor household that should be the owner's workplace in the arena.

  The master is away, Raven can wait quietly.

  This is a city of slaughter, a place where the spatial barrier is extremely weak. A very simple summoning spell array can open a relatively stable spatial channel.

  Here. Every day, countless poor people risk their lives: hoping to summon powerful demons and monsters to take to the arena for sale by activating the summoning array.

  So even in the slums, every household has a large area, each with a basement and a large cage for locking up monsters. It's just that the level of quality varies from person to person.

  On the continent of Azeroth, Raven cannot determine such a space channel.

  Firstly, creating a stable channel for inter-planar travel is extremely costly. Secondly, it would also require spending a large sum of money to bother high-level mages. Most crucially, the place Raven wants to go to is comparable to the nine layers of hell and the bottomless abyss. If Raven dared to open such a channel on the mainland, Till and Tom would be the first to rush over and eliminate him.

  Now, Raven had to carefully distinguish the breaths coming from these channels to see if any lucky guy or unlucky devil opened the channel that Raven wanted.

  Time passed minute by minute in Raven's perception. A household had summoned a bear hunting dog. It was a level 28 large magical beast, which should be considered decent.

  A household has brought forth a great calamity, summoning the Death Cruisers. The standard is not bad, with golden stairs. It's a huge, spire-like creature that appears to be made up of corpses and skulls, but its chaotic and evil nature causes it to break out of its cage and start slaughtering the household.

  "Ah——help——" The shrill cry for help was almost gone in an instant.

  That family is finished.

  The city guards started to move out to clean up the mess.

  The summoned monsters naturally belong to the city guard and will be auctioned off at various corner arenas later.

  The house of the family that was completely destroyed will be sold again after simple repairs.

  This is the daily life of the slaughter urban slum.

  One after another spatial channel opened in Raven's perception. Most of them were useless.

  Raven waited patiently and finally got the breath he wanted before the owner of the house returned.

  Shadow Jump

  A bolt of lightning flashed through three houses and eleven walls, appearing in the great hall of a family.

  The hidden passage was below, and Raven found it without much effort.

  The faded staircase led Raven into the icy darkness. Breathing lightly, the damp and rotten air filled Raven's lungs, unbearable.

  The walls and ceiling of this vast, dimly lit room were lined with hard granite. The room was empty except for a passageway at the far end, but the entrance to the passageway was obscured by a swirling black mist that churned like it was being blown by a strong wind.

  With no other choice, Raven could only activate the Shadow Flame Form, using black flames to protect himself, and with his hands covering his face, he charged straight in.

  As soon as they entered the inside, all that could be seen was a little girl with only black iron stairs breathing, who was screaming and frantically crawling towards Levin, trying to leave this terrifying place as quickly as possible.

  In the cramped magic cage in the underground room, a foul odor was spreading wantonly. A medium-sized monster was trying to squeeze out of the small opening that only had a diameter of a water bucket, which was opened by the little girl.

  At first glance, this creature looks like an ape wearing a black jade armor. Two tongues dripping with foul pus, snakes coiled around the armguards protruding from the helmet.

  Levin knew this guy was a level 52 Corrupted Wicked King challenge.

  Corrupted Wretches are the fallen elite among Corrupted Marauders. Their bodies resemble those of their corrupted brethren, but their ape-like forms are shrouded in a black magical full-body armor. The Corrupted Wretch possesses formidable combat prowess and the ability to create countless undead swarms, enough to wipe out entire tribes of living beings.

  It can be said that the little girl hit the jackpot. Corruption and tyranny are absolutely the favorite of the backstage bosses of the city of slaughter. If it weren't for Raven's arrival, the little girl would not have been able to enjoy her good fortune.

  Corruption is very cool, no doubt. The premise is that you have to give this guy time to recruit younger brothers.

  Raven, eager to pass through the channel, didn't have any spare hands, directly summoned Shadow Kill for a pincer attack from both front and back. A "Five Dragon Bite" combined with Shadow Kill's slash, directly cut this guy into a 'human stick', thrown in front of the little girl.

  "A gift for you, but don't tell anyone about my characteristics." Raven smiled mysteriously and disappeared into the rapidly closing space channel.

  The city guards rushed over in a flurry, staring at the scene before them in disbelief. A little girl with only black iron shackles had bound up a corrupt and deceased king who had been stripped of his four limbs.

  The value of a Corrupted Lich does not lie in its own combat power, but in its ability to create undead creatures. Cutting off its limbs will not reduce its value at all.

  According to the regulations of the slaughter city, if a monster summoned in the slum is controlled by the poor, then the city guard must pay according to the rules, and the amount is 40% of the auction price. Of course, the most ideal situation is still the previous one, where the summoner dies and the monster is directly confiscated by the city guard.

  But now, the city guards knew that a new legend of overnight wealth was born.

  "Lucky bastard!"

  Lavin, who wasn't experiencing space travel for the first time, still threw up a mess. That kind of nauseating dizziness, like being tossed into a washing machine drum, was something he couldn't get used to no matter how many times he tried.

  But Raven had to leave.

  This is the Decadent Plane, the outermost region of a multiverse centered on the continent of Aochuang.

  The extreme poverty of resources makes even the least picky demons unwilling to visit this vast and disgusting plane.

  Levin knew he had to leave, his breathing would tell all the undead creatures nearby that there was a living person here.

  Stay where you are, that's courting death.

  Quickly adjusting his state, Raven switched into shadow form. Only by temporarily becoming a shadow creature would the breath he spat out not have any heat.

  Just as Raven figured out the right direction and walked about a kilometer, something unexpected happened.

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