Douluo Dalu: 9 Treasure Sword

I was guided to the Slaughter King castle. Once inside, the guards showed me the way to a room. The room was very long, red in color, with little decorations in it, only some banners and statues at the side. At the extreme of the room stood a big throne, the throne was black with some red patterns around it. These patterns shined and seemed to move around, like blood flowing in a black body. Sat on it there was the Slaughter King who was waving a glass with Bloody Mary in his right hand. He wore the same scarlet coat as the last time.

As I entered, a black-masked young woman dressed as a maid bowed excusing herself and left the throne room closing the door. I started walking towards the Slaughter King, his red eyes followed every of my step, when I was 10 meters away I listened "Kneel" his voice was powerful and contained a hided pressure that pushed you to follow him.

I stopped in place and knelt to him "I pay my respect to the Slaughter King"

He lifted an eyebrow "It's strange to find someone with manner here. Not that I like manners" he glanced at me, a pressure pushed me almost crashing to the floor. Suddenly it stopped "I was very interested in your matches, you have great talent, especially in this city"

"It's my honor to receive your praise" I said.

"Let's cut the chat. Looking at my city it's easy to know that I don't like formalities. Do you know why you are here?" he asked.

[This may be the most dangerous situation of my life, I wrong step could mean my death. And the worst is that I need to make a wrong one] I thought.

"I would say that it was to recruit me" I answered.

"Intelligent one, I like it. I would give you a great position that will make all your dreams true, power, women I offer you all, it as simple as be my man, defending the City. What do you say?" He said.

"I refuse. I..." before I could even answer a great pressure, much greater than before, hit me, this time a crashed to the floor vomiting blood.

The Slaughter King stood up from his throne and threw his glass away. He started walking towards me each step putting more pressure on my body. Arriving near me bent lifted my head grabbing my hair "You're too boring. The moment I invited here it was the moment that your death was sentenced, it didn't matter if you're answer was yes, but I would have enjoyed your looks of despair when I killed you even with your answer. Do you know why?" he smirked "You're a cancer of this city, even with depravity your not letting it control you, you are making it your own power. I know that with your power it would be easy to win 100 matches. But I know your kind, you will never stay here. Did you really think that I will permit the birth of a new Deathgod, kid?"

I could sense my blood veins exploding [F.u.c.k, he didn't let me talk. If this continues I will die]

"Do you have some last words? Of course, if you're able to talk" he said laughing.

[Even if I had something to negotiate, I did not predict him reacting so forceful at the start, the words that I could tell in my state it wouldn't be enough to convince him. For now, I needed to take his attention, this will be my only chance to live]

"Some last words, kid?"

My throat seemed to be on fire, but I pushed with all my strength saying "Ta-Tang C-Chen". These two words made the Slaughter King open fully his eyes and stood up staying still. His pressure disappeared and he freed my head from his grip, my head slamming to the ground.

"How do you know?" He said with a mix of anger, curiosity, and shock. The Slaughter King realizing that in my state I couldn't answer, he snapped his fingers. With the snap, the pool of blood under me started giggling, like if it gained conscience it started moving and returned to mine, once all returned the injures healed themselves. Even if I had some aches and some pain, I could move my body without any problem now, having recovered my strength. I sat and breathed profoundly.

"Don't stay too comfortable, I can kill you at any moment. Now tell me, how did you know that name?" He asked me.

His eyes penetrating me and seemed to see all of myself, not being able to deceive him "Tang Chen, an Ultimate Douluo, Clear Sky Douluo, strongest of the Clear Sky School, Asura successor candidate and now Slaughter King of Slaughter City"

Each word seemed to make him angrier, his eyes were even twitching. Then he caught my left arm, his nails extended and pierced my forearm "AAAAh" I shouted in pain, without from my consent my spirit bone sword was invoked, now resting in my left hand.

The Slaughter King's eyes turned to the sword "I know that we have a deal, but how you dare to tell about my previous life. If you dare to do it again, I will catch your little playthings and torture them for eternity, never letting them die, always alive" He then held my sword with both hands and broke it in half.

Looking at half my sword falling to the door and I sensed an incredible headache, I put my hand on my head trying to lower the pain, it was like having worms crawling inside my head "This is the punishment for you audacity" he then smirked "Don't make that face, at least you're left with one"

After 1 minute the pain left and I could sense that my sword comprehension even was lowered, from my half the sword seemed to have been rebuild itself, returning to normal. The Slaughter King returned to his throne, sat down and sighed "At your kind, I usually warn them like this, showing that they should respect me. Don't take it personally. Like the other before you, I will let you live here and participate in 100 matches, gaining the title apparent of Deathgod, letting you live the city without passing the Hell Road" He looked with contempt at my sword "Like accorded" He turned to me "Something to say, kid?"

[WTF! What was that? A deal with my sword? This doesn't follow my plans, but for his demeanor, it seems that I'm safe. If I ask something about it may lead to my death]

I knelt "Thanks for your generosity. I had only thought that as thanks I could help your highness"

He tilted his head leaning it to his left hand "Help? How can you help me?"

"I know how dangerous would be a Deathgod. I offer you my services to try to stop the birth of one" This seemed too interested him, he lifted his eyebrow "Continue"

"The disciple of one Deathgod had entered the town, leaving her alone will lead to the birth of another Deathgod, I already checked that she had the capabilities to perdure. Two Deathgods allies will be a great danger to Slaughter City. I recommend making a match between her and me in the Hell Slaughter Arena. If she dies in the Arena against myself, someone who only had 6 victories, there's no reason for the Deathgod to blame your highness, it was only that she wasn't good enough" I offered.

"Interesting. Another one Deathgod will indeed be fatal, and like you said how could be blamed in me if she is not good enough" He smirked, then he turned serious "What do you want? I already let you live, what do you want offering me this?"

"I only want the permission to enter and leave the City as I like, being able to live here even after the 100 matches" I answered.

"Your kind don't usually want to stay here more than necessary," he said.

[For the conversation it seems that kind, refers to swordmasters, this will explain how Ripper was nearly able to become a champion of the Arena]

"I am different, as you know already could have observed, my intent is Death and Killing, making this City the best mimicry environment for my growth" I explained.

"I will permit. I will let for the girl to compete for 5 matches, getting used to the Arena, her 6th will be against you. In your case, until she participates in her 6th match, you should participate once every month without using your intent" He ordered.

"I accept," I said maintaining my head lowered.

"You can now leave" he said snapping his fingers. The door at my back opened and the previous black-masked maid brought me outside the castle.

Once outside I went to my room. When I entered my room I jumped at my bed, not only I was physically tired due to my injuries, having a long chat that was more like a death-life situation and exhausted me mentally.

"Ignoring that I almost died, today was I great day. I don't know what was all that about but at last it followed my intention accomplishing my objectives, so all good." I invoked my black sword "I'll need to find more about you in the future". I withdrew it and fell asleep.

In the throne room, just as Paul left. Once the Slaughter King was alone, he stood up and went to a corner of the room. In that corner, there was half of the broken sword of Paul. The Slaughter King took it "Your play is funny. Seeing how idiots believe that they are climbing to greatness when the truth is that they are only descending to hell" The laughs of the Slaughter Kings sounded in all the castle.