Chapter 58: The merciful father of all living beings

"The Angel showed us the future of Ashford."

In the shed outside the mutant gathering point, Morg lit an lho cigarette and leaned on a chair made of abandoned synthetic wood.

"Morg."

Margit reached out and snatched the lho cigarette from Morg's mouth, extinguishing the sparks with his fingers.

Before Morg could speak, Margit looked at Jeanne beside Zhou Yun and said:

"There is a child here; the child's life is precious, don't use lho cigarettes to poison them."

Facing Margit's kind gaze hidden behind the messy horns, Jeanne shrank her body and hid behind Zhou Yun as if in disgust.

Margit only thought that the child was afraid of his mutant appearance.

"Is this your daughter? You actually have a daughter? Where is the child's mother?" Morg smacked his lips, trying to recall the taste of the lho cigarette just now.

"I picked her up from the junkyard." Zhou Yun patted Jeanne's somewhat dry hair and said.

It was indeed picked up from the junkyard, just a bit violent.

"The child's body doesn't look very healthy, and she has accumulated a lot of fatigue... Being a father like this won't do!"

Margit looked at Jeanne and shook his head seriously:

"Being a good father is very important."

"I agree completely." Zhou Yun nodded in approval.

Margit nodded slightly: "I won't criticize your family affairs, but if this child is sick, you can come to me... I know some medical skills."

Jeanne trembled in fear.

Medical skills... Nurgle medical skills that make humans and viruses coexist?

Zhou Yun complained in his heart and then shook his head.

Margit sighed and didn't force it: "Let's talk about serious business."

"You said you don't believe in the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang... then we'll be open and honest."

Margit opened his arms, revealing his upper body full of rot, ulcers, and pustules.

These disgusting disease traces formed three intersecting rings on Margit's body, resembling a huge fly-shaped lump boil.

Cysts, mites, and maggots were constantly born, dying, rotting, and being born again in these three rings, repeating the constant cycle of life.

"Ah!"

Jeanne seemed to have seen something extremely disgusting and let out a sharp wail, hiding herself completely behind Zhou Yun.

"Don't be afraid!"

Margit said in a low and gentle voice:

"What I serve is a merciful God, a God far more merciful than the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang."

"He has no cruelty and prejudice of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang; He loves all life equally and mercifully, pursuing the coexistence of all living beings."

"He is the Father of Life, the Lord of Healing, the God of peace, compassion, happiness, and care; He blessed me!"

"A swollen fat man of decay, a disgusting aggregate of viruses, an old man addicted to being a father," Jeanne muttered in a low voice behind Zhou Yun.

I don't know which guy taught her these words.

Zhou Yun just nodded to Margit: "Impressive, impressive."

Margit lowered his head and said softly: "We are all His descendants, and all living beings are our brothers."

"I think you guessed it, the Angel I speak of is not that Archangel of Baal."

"The Angel I speak of is the messenger of the Father God, a group of forever cheerful holy spirits; they showed me the future of Ashford."

"Wait." Zhou Yun reached out and interrupted Margit.

He said with a calm face: "Are you going to say next..."

". You saw a group of insect-like monsters falling from the stars, swallowing the entire Ashford?"

Margit was stunned for a moment, and Morg sitting on the side couldn't help but blink.

"How do you know everything?"

Morg said with some vigilance:

"The Angel told us to be vigilant about many things, and even more vigilant about blue, things related to nine, and things with feathers; you..."

Morg looked Zhou Yun up and down, seeming to want to find blue, the number nine, and feathers on Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun's mouth twitched.

How do I know? Isn't this all routine?

He now even suspects whether all Ashford people know that the Tyranid Hive Fleet is coming?

"Don't worry, the blue-haired bird you mentioned has already been solved by me in the Upper Hive." Zhou Yun waved his hand and said.

"Solved?" Morg raised his eyebrows under the horns.

"I sold it." Zhou Yun smiled lightly and said.

"Sold it?" Morg's eyes were full of suspicion, but Zhou Yun just smiled vaguely.

He didn't find anything worth being vigilant about on Zhou Yun either, so he took back his suspicious gaze.

"Since you know that those soulless beasts are about to descend, you must also know the poor bugs they drive and control, right?"

Margit nodded slightly and looked at Zhou Yun and asked.

"Genestealers, Four-Armed God-Hua Hua Hua Di Huang cult, right?" Zhou Yun asked back.

"It seems we have the same enemy."

A gratified expression appeared on Margit's face, and the worms in his rotting flesh and blood also twisted their bodies happily.

"What about you? What is your purpose? Come to help us fight against the Four-Armed God-Hua Hua Hua Di Huang cult?" Morg looked at Zhou Yun and asked.

Zhou Yun pulled Jeanne, who was hiding behind him, out, and then met Morg's gaze and asked: "Where is the map I want?"

"Here."

Morg took out a simple paper roll made of the skin of some unknown creature from his pocket.

The paper roll was spread out on the table; it was a hand-drawn map, although it was drawn a bit roughly, it was enough to see the details of the entire Undercity.

The entire Undercity was built relying on the abandoned pipes in the early days of the Hive. These abandoned pipes were complex and narrow like a maze, occupying most of the Undercity.

No one knows how many complex passages and hidden areas the Undercity has.

This map only marked the areas that Morg and the others had already explored.

And near the center of the map, an area was unusually spacious and neat, as if a piece of open space had been erased from a group of complex lines.

Zhou Yun patted Jeanne's head, signaling Jeanne to exert her precognition ability to find the location of the Warp engine.

Jeanne's deer-like moist eyes looked at this map.

In her eyes, dots of light seemed to be flickering.

Morg's throat moved; he seemed a bit uncomfortable,

and the worms on Margit's body also seemed to feel fear, curling up in his flesh and blood.

The two looked at each other with some confusion and surprise.

"Here..."

Jeanne pointed to the wide area near the center of the map, and even pointed precisely to a building in that wide area.

"Some kind of precognition ability?" Margit looked at Jeanne with some surprise.

"Where is this?" Zhou Yun patted Jeanne's head with one hand and took out another giant sunflower seed from the Four-Dimensional Pocket and stuffed it to her with the other.

This time Zhou Yun pried it open for her.

Jeanne hid behind Zhou Yun like a hamster and secretly gnawed on the sunflower seed.

Morg looked at the map and then looked at Zhou Yun and said:

". This is District 1, the first human gathering place in Ashford."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 59 =====