Chapter 395: Sorry Your Majesty, I Mistook You for Having a Conscience Again

This was the truth; Zhou Yun truly hadn't expected that Huang Daxiong's spear would actually shatter Khorne.

He had just been thinking about where to strike and where not to; if he hit the thigh and caused real injury, making the Blood God limp for a few days, he could play the meme of "Big Brother paralyzed and angry, Second Brother angry and paralyzed."

Who would have thought, who would have thought, the Emperor actually exerted such immense power, and conveniently, there was a crack on Khorne's thigh left behind by Skarbrand.

Then, one spear strike crippled Khorne's leg; now it was truly "Big Brother's Golden Wang Zuo, Second Brother's Brass Wang Zuo."

Moreover, the harvest from Zhou Yun's spear strike was not small.

Although that bullet mainly transmitted the power of the Emperor's erosion and Destruction Domain, Zhou Yun also took the opportunity to transmit some power of the Greed Dissolution Domain, gnawing off a portion of Khorne's flesh and blood and sending it into his own fourth-dimensional pocket.

That flesh and blood was, of course, not real flesh and blood, but rather the emotions, concepts, and tendencies that constituted Khorne, similar to the portion of power the Emperor had cut and given to Zhou Yun.

【Item: Khorne/Fragment of the Mindless Slaughter Domain】

【Origin: The Warp — Mindless Slaughter Domain】

【Evaluation: A domain in the northwest of the Octagon of Chaos, born from the impressions of war and slaughter, the anger and hatred of emotions of all living beings; it is a crimson joy before the destined end of life descends. In the dark galaxy, there is only war; therefore, many believe the meaning of this galaxy's existence is combat and slaughter. As long as blood flows endlessly, nothing else matters. This fragment comes from Khorne, the occupier of the Mindless Slaughter Domain.】

【Production Time:???】

【Status: Fragment】

【Value: 888,888,888 Yuan】

【Usable as supplementary material for children's behavioral correction and re-education】

【Add children's behavioral correction and re-education material?】

The portion Zhou Yun consumed was not much; he merely ate the parts directly contacted by the bullet.

This made Zhou Yun feel slightly regretful, after all, that bullet was transformed from the Old Woman's Sword.

And Zhou Yun only possessed three Old Woman's Swords: Incarnate, Yvraine, and the Thousand Faces; there were only three bullets.

The bullet currently stuck inside Khorne's thigh obviously would not be retrieved.

The Old Woman's Sword was formed from the finger bones of the Eldar Old Woman God; the Old Woman God had long been swallowed whole by Slaanesh when the Eldar fell.

Over ten thousand years have passed; to get the Old Woman God, one could only pray that Slaanesh had indigestion, or go dig through Slaanesh's toilet.

The only way to replenish the bullets was to use the other two Old Woman's Swords.

One is named the Spear of Twilight, currently in the hands of the Eldar Prince Yriel; this one is relatively easy to obtain.

As for the fifth Old Woman's Sword, it is currently in Slaanesh's bedchamber; retrieving this thing would be somewhat difficult.

Slaanesh's attitude toward Zhou Yun was still quite good.

After all, Zhou Yun had now consumed Inyad; Xi Xi Xi Gaoqi used the Curse of Words to confuse the existence of Zhou Yun and Inyad.

As long as Zhou Yun did not die, the Eldar Death God Inyad could never be born; this was equivalent to helping Slaanesh eliminate a major threat.

But the Old Woman's Sword was ultimately Slaanesh's vital point; if Zhou Yun died, the Eldar Death God would still have the opportunity to be born using the five Old Woman's Swords.

After all, the infinite circuit that gave birth to Inyad and the Eldar souls within it still existed.

"That kind of bullet is very useful."

The brown-haired youth seemed to see what Zhou Yun was thinking and spoke up proactively:

"Mori-Black's finger bones replaced one of Khorne's legs, hehe; this is a feat even Asuryan would not dare to imagine."

"This kind of bullet can transmit your power and my power, and Huang Daxiong the Great Demon's aim is always true; of course, we must replenish our ammunition."

"I will retrieve the remaining two Old Woman's Swords."

This statement made Zhou Yun reveal a curious expression.

"How do you plan to do it?" Zhou Yun asked: "Directly storm into Slaanesh's bedchamber?"

The Emperor was indeed very powerful, so powerful that facing any single Chaos God of the Warp alone, he would not lose.

Slaanesh itself is the weakest among the Four Gods; stripping away all external factors, Zhou Yun even felt the Emperor could beat Slaanesh into never wanting to play S&M again in this lifetime.

But the Emperor had not truly ascended; he was not that Dark King who could end the entire universe.

If Slaanesh hid within his own bedchamber, concealed in the deepest part of his domain, the Emperor theoretically would have no way to do anything to Him.

Unless Slaanesh exposed a flaw himself.

For example, like Mortarion who actively opened the gates of Nurgle's Garden during the Plague Wars, or like Khorne this time, who had his will lodged within Skarbrand.

But such opportunities are rare and cannot be sought; if the Emperor forcibly invaded Slaanesh's bedchamber, it would very likely allow the other three Gods to take advantage of the situation.

"I plan to steal it out," the brown-haired youth said calmly: "I possess the tool in the galaxy most skilled at being a thief."

"He excels at hiding; even the Gods find it difficult to detect his existence. He excels at prophecy and can easily locate the Old Woman's Swords."

"But he is also extremely righteous." Zhou Yun looked at the brown-haired youth with an abstract expression: "You call my dear Batman the tool most skilled at being a thief?"

"This is talent, unrelated to righteousness or otherwise."

The brown-haired youth shook his head gently, walking toward his workbench as he spoke:

"Moreover, he is not Batman; I never shaped him according to the image of Batman."

Speaking thus, he looked at the blind assassin chess piece on his workbench.

Zhou Yun clearly saw that assassin chess piece trembling; in a vague way, he also heard the words of the assassin chess piece.

The words of that blind assassin chess piece were fragmented, as if it were merely a mentally unstable patient.

Zhou Yun also heard it in a daze; he roughly understood that the blind assassin chess piece was refuting the brown-haired youth.

The blind assassin was constantly repeating: "I am not a thief." "I am the Midnight Phantom." "Justice." "Terror, terror..."

"Calm down, calm down." The brown-haired youth simply leaned close to the blind assassin, whispering in his ear: "This is for justice."

"You said you wished to atone, did you not? Sin should be punished, my child; you must atone through work."

Speaking thus, the brown-haired youth lifted the rag covering the blind assassin's eyes; his fingers gently swept across, and the blind assassin's eyes instantly recovered, regaining light.

The assassin's scream was so clear that Zhou Yun could hear it; he covered his eyes, wailing and begging, begging the Emperor to poke his eyes out again, begging not to be made to see.

"I beg you, Father!!!"

"Sorry, child, this is necessary."

The brown-haired youth merely shook his head lightly, then tossed the chess piece into the bronze-like river, into the tides of the subspace, where it was swept away to an unknown place.

"." Zhou Yun watched this scene with a twitching face.

He took a deep breath, then said to the brown-haired youth: "You always manage to shatter my fantasy that you have a conscience the moment I start imagining you might."

"This has nothing to do with conscience; it is simply necessary." The brown-haired youth shook his head slightly.

Then the brown-haired youth lifted his gaze slightly to look at Zhou Yun: "Or do you need me to call Koz back?"

"That won't be necessary." Zhou Yun shrugged and said: "After all, he is indeed the most suitable candidate to retrieve the Old Woman's Sword."

"Then what was the purpose of your condemnation just now?" The brown-haired youth spoke, seeming somewhat speechless.

"First, he is not my son; second, I simply wanted to stand on the moral high ground and point fingers at you, which would make me mistakenly believe I have a bit more conscience than you."

"Having more conscience than me is not something to be proud of." The brown-haired youth reminded him, His self-awareness being so clear.

"So I said mistakenly." Zhou Yun waved his hand and said, his own self-awareness being equally clear.

The brown-haired youth fell into slight silence, struck by Zhou Yun's words.

Even more silent than the brown-haired youth was the corpse of the silver-haired youth beside them,

The silver-haired youth's eyes were tightly shut, but whether it was the brown-haired youth or Zhou Yun, they could vaguely feel the disdainful emotion radiating from him.

"." "Sigh." The brown-haired youth sighed lightly, waved his hand, and asked Zhou Yun: "How much money can the portion I cut off for you sell for?"

"Sorry, I ate too fast just now and didn't get to taste it properly; cut off a bit more for me." Zhou Yun patted the four-dimensional pocket on his belly and said with an unchanging face.

"Do you think I don't want to? Cutting it off for you is to relieve my own pressure."

The brown-haired youth shook his head, his tone quite helpless:

"The more I cut off for you, the greater my resistance becomes, and the harder it is to maintain balance."

"What? Do you also want me to stand up and completely destroy this universe?"

"Or do you think that after I destroy the world, I will create a Neois Era new world for you, just like that medieval fantasy world far away?"

"Sorry, this galaxy is not kind enough for that. The symbol of the Dark King is only termination and death, with no rebirth after destruction."

"Tsk." Zhou Yun watched as the Hua Di Huang failed to drop any more gold coins and couldn't help but make a "tsk" sound.

But jokes aside, Zhou Yun still told Him the price of the portion cut from the Hua Di Huang.

"."

The brown-haired youth sucked in a sharp breath, but with a hint of disbelief, picked up the parchment on the table,

On that parchment was the price list of the Future Department Store Mall, recorded by the corpse of the silver-haired youth,

The brown-haired youth looked at the few items He had marked prominently, as if confirming them,

Those few items were the ones the brown-haired youth and Zhou Yun believed could absolutely save this world.

The Hua Di Huang cutting off a part of Himself was to quantify how much supplies were needed to exchange for the items they required.

"Unscrupulous merchant!!!"

"Damn capitalists are too oppressive!!!"

The brown-haired youth's roar rang out, and He angrily slammed the parchment in His hand onto the table:

"The portion I cut off is only 1.3 billion?"

"It requires three complete, ascended versions of me to exchange for Lie 800?"

"Why don't they just come and rob us directly??"

"Unscrupulous merchants!!! A whole group of unscrupulous merchants!!!"

(End of this chapter)