Chapter 94: This is the small door to the Golden Wang Zuo

"... This is it, the Thirteenth District, the territory of the Daughters of Death."

Letna looked at the scene before her with a slight twitch of her expression.

The Thirteenth District was completely different from other under-hive districts.

It exuded a sense of emptiness and silence; the streets of the entire district seemed devoid of people, yet the ground was kept very clean, without a trace of filth, only the occasional cold wind blowing, bringing with it waves of the scent of pale corpses.

The outer walls of the surrounding buildings were a deathly gray-white, but the bloodstains hanging on them were chilling.

These bloodstains had settled into a brownish-red, forming various strange shapes.

If one looked closely, one could seemingly see patterns of skulls, Aquilas, corpses, thrones, fallen angels, and so on.

Letna couldn't help but look up along the bloodstains.

The streets were indeed clean, with not a single person in sight,

but hanging above the streets were many people.

On the high points of the buildings along the street, on metal rods extending out, hung ropes,

and on every rope hung a pale, fleshless skeleton.

Their necks lay within the nooses, facing Zhou Yun and Letna with the pale skulls that symbolized human purity.

These white bones were densely packed together, layer upon layer, like clouds of pale white.

From time to time, fresh blood dripped from skeletons that had died not long ago, like raindrops falling.

Letna's expression was quite spectacular.

Zhou Yun, standing beside him, couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He closed his eyes as if intoxicated, feeling the atmosphere of the surroundings with his physical body.

Then, Letna heard Zhou Yun murmur quite comfortably...

"What a great place."

Letna looked as if she had seen a Greater Daemon of the Warp, her face filled with horror as she quickly distanced herself from Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun noticed Letna's horrified expression and couldn't help but shrug.

He couldn't be blamed for this.

As soon as he entered this thirteenth sector, looking at the grim, bleached bones hanging in the sky and feeling the deathly intent permeating the city, he felt inexplicably comfortable.

as if this death, which had accumulated for who knows how many years, was pleasing him, feeding him, and making him stronger and stronger...

The blessing that had originally been dormant within Zhou Yun's body seemed to have become increasingly active.

Zhou Yun's throat couldn't help but move.

In Letna's eyes, Zhou Yun seemed to be swallowing the death in the vicinity.

"Are... are you okay?" Letna asked tentatively.

"I'm fine." Zhou Yun looked at Letna sincerely, his tone as flat as death: "Don't you feel that it's very quiet around here, with no disturbances, and everything feels like it has settled down, making one feel very comfortable?"

Zhou Yun said this from the bottom of his heart, and he also knew that this was nine times out of ten the result of the Huang Pizi blessing.

But the comfort was also real, as if the noise of the hive city had disappeared in an instant.

Letna couldn't help but swallow her saliva; she could only follow behind Zhou Yun, walking step by step toward the church in the distance.

Watching that gray-white church gradually become clearer, Letna finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

"Are you sure these people are reliable? They won't hang us up there too, will they?"

Xiang Xiang Leina pointed to the grim, bleached bones hanging overhead and asked.

"Rest assured, the Emperor Himself protects me." Zhou Yun shrugged and said: "Besides, this place is quite nice."

"Quiet, peaceful, and the people also have a great sense of relaxation and distance."

Zhou Yun pointed to the pale skulls hanging on the surrounding walls and said.

"... If they didn't have a sense of distance, that would be a horror story." Letna's eye twitched and she said.

Suddenly, Letna was stunned.

She discovered that she had actually seen a living person!

It was a young man, squatting by the side of the road, untying a synthetic fiber rope with one hand.

His right arm was broken, leaving only a gruesome little stump, seemingly severed by some kind of machine.

The man saw Zhou Yun and Letna, his eyes lit up, and he walked excitedly toward the two.

"Sorry, I can't untie this synthetic fiber rope."

The man waved his stump full of apologies:

"One hand is always a bit inconvenient." Noticing that the people opposite were normal, not some strange Death-Worship believers, Letna breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can you help me untie this rope?" The man asked full of hope.

Letna instinctively wanted to reach out to help,

but Zhou Yun blocked her, taking the rope first to help.

He untied the rope in a few quick movements and handed it to the one-armed young man in front of him.

The man was full of gratitude, and after taking the rope, he said excitedly: "Thank you, thank you, may your souls return to the Golden Wang Zuo after you die."

"Don't mention it, this is what I should do." Zhou Yun smiled gently and said.

"... Unique gratitude." Letna's mouth twitched and she said.

Then she watched in a daze as the young man walked to the wall of the gray building.

He threw one end of the rope onto a metal rod in mid-air, tied a slipknot on the end that hung down,

and then, using his single arm, the rope was firmly hung on the metal rod.

Then he tied a knot with one hand, forming a noose below the rope, hanging in mid-air a bit higher than his head.

The young man noticed that Letna and Zhou Yun were looking over here.

He waved at the two, a gentle smile on his lips, as if he were greeting friends.

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"May my death nourish the Emperor, may my martyrdom support the Empire, I shall return to the Golden Wang Zuo."

Then, in Letna's sluggish gaze, he jumped lightly, letting his neck fit perfectly into the noose.

The synthetic fiber rope firmly caught the man's neck, leaving a purple mark; his face turned red, and his body instinctively swayed in the air.

In a short while, his eyes rolled back, and he died.

In Letna's increasingly sluggish gaze,

a woman draped in a white leather suit, covering her face, walked out from the shadows of the house at some point.

Her fingertips slid, and a long, needle-like dagger appeared in her hand.

After walking up to the hanged man, she began to peel away the man's flesh inch by inch with her rapier, as if she wanted to strip him down to grim, bleached bones.

Now Letna knew where these white bones came from.

"The small door to the Golden Wang Zuo, huh." Zhou Yun looked at the noose hanging the one-armed young man in mid-air and murmured.

Letna's face became increasingly distorted as she looked at Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun shrugged.

He felt that this man might really have returned to the Golden Wang Zuo,

because the moment the man died, Zhou Yun felt that the thick sense of death settling in the air became stronger.

He faintly felt that in this pale sense of death, a certain gaze also became slightly clearer and more powerful.

That was nine times out of ten the Emperor's gaze... one person's death really strengthened the Emperor's power.

Not a brother, could it be that you also want to be born as a God of Death in the Warp after all of humanity dies, and solo some Chaos God...

Zhou Yun couldn't help but complain; the Emperor's current feeling to him was a bit repetitive with the Aeldari God of Death setting.

"... The Empire we wanted to shape, our glorious father, how did it become like this after ten thousand years." The winged figure in the white light murmured.

Zhou Yun was just about to answer him, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of the gray leather-clad, hooded woman silently approaching him in the shadows.

"Hey." Zhou Yun reached out and greeted her.

The woman froze in place.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 95 =====