Chapter 70

The card depicts a corpse, browned by age and blackened by death.

This corpse is bound upon a massive golden throne, its mouth open emitting a wail invisible in the physical universe,

and behind the body hangs a blazing sun.

The Emperor, the name of this card is the Emperor,

signifying hope in the depths of cold darkness.

Upright Emperor card.

Zhou Yun looked at the tarot card in Jeanne's hand, the corner of his mouth twitching imperceptibly,

Damn it, the old thief Hua Di Huang wants to CPU me!

The upright Emperor card signifies that hope remains in the cold darkness, or it can mean the Emperor thinks you can do it,

the Emperor tarot cards are said to be connected to the will of the Emperor himself,

if this is true, this tarot card in Zhou Yun's hand is equivalent to the Emperor stating he supports him.

Zhou Yun would have preferred the old man to give something practical,

like sending a Great Daemon of the Emperor or an Emperor's Daemon Army to manifest?

At the very least, granting himself a Chosen of the Emperor buff would have been fine.

Zhou Yun kept complaining about the Emperor in his heart.

"Really can't do anything with you, Nobi Hua Di Huang,"

Zhou Yun rubbed his brow, murmuring softly.

He lowered his head to look at Jeanne:

"Can I take this as the Emperor's permission?"

Zhou Yun shook the tarot card in his hand and asked.

Jeanne gently nodded her small head.

Since the Emperor has already permitted it

"Since you have already permitted it, then don't blame me for using some blasphemous methods."

Zhou Yun muttered, looking at Jeanne:

"You hide yourself, no problem?"

Jeanne nodded.

Although her combat power was basically zero, relying on her prophetic ability she could seek advantage and avoid harm, almost never encountering danger.

Zhou Yun nodded slightly, took off the four-dimensional pocket, gripped it in his hand, and stood up.

The moment he stood, he felt several Gene-Thief guards monitoring the surroundings cast their gaze upon him,

Zhou Yun met this gaze, straightened his clothes, and walked to the middle of the road,

the Gene-Thieves silently moved closer to his position.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem"

Zhou Yun cleared his throat, raising both hands to the surroundings:

"OK! Brothers, look at me, look at me!"

"I'm announcing something!!"

The surrounding Gene-Thieves and people looked at Zhou Yun with some astonishment,

Zhou Yun grinned, revealing the four-dimensional pocket in his palm,

a Gene-Thief Guard hidden in the shadows silently approached Zhou Yun.

The sharp long sword in its hand sliced through the air, stabbing toward Zhou Yun,

however, a bloated corpse suddenly appeared at some unknown time,

landing between Zhou Yun and the Gene-Thief Guard,

the long sword pierced the corpse's bloated abdomen, pus surging from within,

the corpse grinned, revealing a smile, and grabbed toward the Gene-Thief Guard.

The Gene-Thief Guard swung the sword like wind, chopping the corpse into two pieces in the blink of an eye.

A gloved fist hammered toward the Gene-Thief Guard's sword from between the two severed pieces of the corpse,

the Gene-Thief held the sword horizontally to block, but the long sword instantly twisted and snapped, the fist smashing heavily onto the deformed body beneath its robes,

its body exploded like a balloon beneath the robes, flesh flying everywhere.

In the final moment,

he only saw countless plague zombies drilling out like a tide from the four-dimensional pocket in Zhou Yun's hand

"Item: Plague Zombie"

【Origin: Aegis of the Underworld Galaxy - Asford Star - Fodia City Underhive】

【Evaluation: Victims of the living corpse plague, the eternally rotting dead, capable of gathering into an endless sea of rotting flesh. Bitter taste, cold nature, toxic, has effects of digestion and purging, vomiting and laxative, not easy to eat.】

【Production Time: 998. M41】

【Status: You're using this thing to fool the Future Department Store?】

【Value: 50 Yuan】

"What is this?! Corpses! Living corpses!"

"It's zombies! It's plague zombies!!!"

"Cultists! Cultists are attacking!!!"

Skin-swollen, pale zombies waved the crude weapons in their hands, revealing vicious fangs, extending bony fingers to pounce on the people and Gene-Thieves around them,

the rotting corpses gathered together, forming a foul-smelling tide of flesh, carrion worms circling around them, injecting plague toxins into the bodies of the living,

The Genestealers and the Plague Zombies collided.

Cloaked in heavy robes, the massive, mutated beasts swung giant hammers, smashing the surrounding Plague Zombies into fragments, but more Plague Zombies quickly surged forward to drown the mutants.

The Genestealer Guards dodged within the corpse tide, harvesting death with long swords, but the Plague Zombies grew ever larger by infecting nearby residents, and the space for their dodging grew ever smaller.

More low-level Genestealers raised the firearms in their hands, unleashing bullets upon the Plague Zombies, but as long as the skulls were not destroyed, these Plague Zombies could ignore all damage.

"How is this possible! How did these Plague Zombies pass through the defense wall!!!"

The Genestealers frantically tried to stop their resistance, yet still could not comprehend how these Plague Zombies had appeared.

That defense wall was an ancient technological artifact from ten thousand years ago; how had these Plague Zombies entered the First Zone silently and without a trace?

Zhou Yun stood amidst the rotting corpse tide; these ulcerated corpses seemed to be under his control, all dodging aside.

He had returned to the mutant settlement last night precisely to bring along this vast number of Plague Zombies.

The conditions for long-term life support did not exist within Zhou Yun's fourth-dimensional pocket.

But Plague Zombies did not truly count as living beings; they could survive within the endless, pitch-black space of the fourth-dimensional pocket.

Not only Plague Zombies.

"There are many living people here; all can be infected by the Plague Zombie virus and become our strength."

Malkit emerged from the fourth-dimensional pocket, looking around with some surprise:

"You actually managed to bring us into the First Zone."

Blessed by the power of Nurgle, Malkit could also survive in extreme environments for a period of time.

"What is the situation now? Where is the target?"

"The Genestealer Patriarch has built a biomass pool underground, using genetic material information transmitted by a Warp Engine to create Tyranid creatures."

While speaking, Zhou Yun took the Superpower Hat from his fourth-dimensional pocket and placed it on his head:

"Mong is also beneath the Administrative Building; the target is to destroy or sever the Warp Engine to stop them from continuing to create Tyranid creatures."

Malkit nodded slightly, quickly understanding the situation.

He tore off his robe, revealing the twisted, swollen, and rotting body beneath his clothes, and drew the triangular short sword hanging at his waist.

"O Father God, I shall devoutly praise your gift with seven layers of death."

Malkit raised the triangular short sword high and shouted in a sharp voice:

"All things rot, all beings do not perish!!!"

The Plague Zombies around also let out sharp roars in response.

Watching this scene, an impulse inexplicably surged within Zhou Yun's heart.

The impulse to pray to the Hua Di Huang.

He drew the famous blade at his waist, Dian Guang Wan, and shouted in the same loud voice:

"Blood for the God-Emperor, skulls for the Golden Throne!"

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(End of this chapter)