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Chapter 94 This is the small door leading to the Golden Throne

"This is the 13th district, the territory of the Daughter of Death."

Reina looked at the scene in front of her with a slightly twitching expression.
The Thirteenth District is completely different from the other Lower Nest Districts.
There was a sense of emptiness and silence here. It seemed as if no one was on the streets of the entire district. The ground was very clean without any stains. Only a cold wind blew occasionally, bringing with it the smell of pale corpses.
The exterior walls of the surrounding buildings were a dead gray, but the bloodstains on them were terrifying.

These bloodstains settled into brown and formed various strange shapes.

If you look closely, you can seem to see patterns such as skulls, eagles, corpses, thrones, fallen angels, etc.
Reina couldn't help but look up along the bloodstain.
The streets were indeed clean, without a single person in sight.
But on the streets, there are many people hanging,
On the high buildings beside the street, there are metal poles extending out, with ropes hanging from them.

On each rope hung a pale, fleshless skeleton.

Their necks lay in the ropes, with their pale skulls, symbolizing human purity, facing Zhou Yun and Lena.

These bones are densely packed together, one layer upon another, like pale clouds.
From time to time, blood dripped from the skeletons that had just died, just like falling raindrops.

Reina's expression was quite interesting.

Zhou Yun, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He closed his eyes as if intoxicated, and used his body to feel the atmosphere around him.
Then, Reina heard Zhou Yun murmur with a rather comfortable tone.
“What a great place.”

Lena looked like she had seen a great demon from the subspace, with fear on her face, and she quickly distanced herself from Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun noticed Reina's horrified expression and couldn't help but shrugged.

This is not his fault.
As soon as he entered the thirteenth district, he looked at the white bones hanging in the sky and felt the death in the city. He felt inexplicably comfortable.
It was as if these deaths, which had accumulated for who knows how many years, were pleasing him, feeding him, and making him stronger and stronger.
The blessing that had been dormant in Zhou Yun's body seemed to become more active.

Zhou Yun's throat moved involuntarily.
In Lena's eyes, Zhou Yun seemed to be swallowing the death nearby.

"Are you okay?" Lena asked tentatively.

"It's okay." Zhou Yun looked at Reina sincerely, and said in a tone as calm as death: "Don't you think it's very quiet around here, without any disturbance, and everything seems to be silent, which makes people feel very comfortable?"

Zhou Yun said this from the bottom of his heart, and he also knew that this was most likely the result of the yellow-skinned man's blessing.

But it was really comfortable, as if the noise of the hive city disappeared in an instant.

Lena couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She could only follow Zhou Yun and walk towards the church in the distance step by step.

As the gray-white church gradually became clearer, Reina couldn't help but whispered:
"Are you sure these people are reliable? They won't hang us up too, right?"

Reina asked, pointing at the white bones hanging above her head.

"Don't worry, the Emperor will protect me." Zhou Yun shrugged and said, "Besides, this place is pretty good."

“It’s quiet and peaceful, and people are very relaxed and have a sense of distance.”

Zhou Yun pointed at the pale skeletons hanging on the surrounding walls and said.

".If they don't have a sense of distance, it would be a horror story." Reina said with a twitch in the corner of her eye.

Suddenly, Reina was stunned.
She found that she actually saw a living person!
It was a young man, squatting on the roadside, untying a synthetic rope with one hand.

His right arm was broken, and now only a small, hideous section was left, as if it had been severed by some kind of machine.

When the man saw Zhou Yun and Lena, his eyes suddenly lit up and he walked up to them excitedly.

"I'm sorry, I can't untie this synthetic rope."

The man waved his stump of limbs apologetically:

"It's always a little inconvenient to use one hand." Reina heaved a sigh of relief when she noticed that the person opposite her was a normal person and not some weird death worshipper.

"Can you help me untie this rope?" the man asked hopefully.

Reina instinctively wanted to lend a hand.

But Zhou Yun stopped her and took the rope to help.

He untied the rope in no time and handed it to the one-armed young man in front of him.

The man was filled with gratitude. After taking the rope, he said excitedly: "Thank you, thank you. I hope your souls can return to the Golden Throne after you die."

"You're welcome. This is what I should do." Zhou Yun said with a gentle smile.

".Unique gratitude." Reina said with a twitch of her lips.

Then she looked at him in bewilderment as the young man walked to the wall of the gray building.
He threw one end of the rope onto the metal pole in mid-air and tied a slipknot on the hanging end.
Then he used his single arm to hang the rope firmly on the metal pole.

Then he tied a knot with one hand, forming a noose under the rope, hanging in the air a little higher than his head.

The young man noticed that Lena and Zhou Yun were looking over here.
He waved to the two of them with a gentle smile on his face, as if he was greeting a friend.

"May my death nourish the Emperor, may my martyrdom sustain the Imperium, and my spirit rest upon the Golden Throne."

Then, under Reina's dull gaze, he jumped lightly, allowing his neck to fit neatly into the noose.

The synthetic rope was firmly clamped around the man's neck, leaving a purple mark. His face was flushed, and his body swayed instinctively in the air.

After a while, his eyes turned white and he died.

As Reina's eyes became increasingly dull,
A woman wearing a white leather coat and covering her face suddenly walked out from the shadows of the house.

Her fingertips slid, and a slender needle-like sword appeared in her hand.
After approaching the hanged man, she began to peel off the man's flesh and blood inch by inch with her rapier, as if she wanted to peel it into a pile of bones.

Now Lena knew where these bones came from.

"The small door leading to the Golden Throne." Zhou Yun murmured as he looked at the noose hanging on the young one-armed man in mid-air.

Lena's face became more and more distorted as she looked at Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun shrugged.

He felt that this man might have really returned to the Golden Throne.

Because when the man died, Zhou Yun felt that the strong sense of death in the air became stronger.
He vaguely felt that in this pale death, a certain vision became a little clearer and stronger.

That is most likely the Emperor's sight. The death of one person really strengthens the Emperor's power.

No, buddy, you are not going to be born as a god of death in the subspace after the death of all mankind, and kill a certain Chaos God alone.
Zhou Yun couldn't help but complain that the feeling the Emperor gave him now was a bit repetitive with the setting of the Eldar God of Death.

"How come the empire we wanted to build, our glorious father, has become like this after ten thousand years?" the winged figure in the white light murmured.

Zhou Yun was about to respond, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of a woman in a gray leather hood approaching him silently in the shadows.

"Hey." Zhou Yun stretched out his hand and greeted her.

The woman stood there stiffly.

(End of this chapter)