I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 15 You are a cultist, your whole family is a cultist
The leading gang member looked at the rusty red dagger against his neck in confusion.
The dagger was not very sharp, but it was covered with dark red blood stains, rust twisted like runes, and traces of corrosion, revealing a weird and eerie feeling.

Combined with what the person who suddenly appeared behind me said.
It is covered with deadly corrupting poison. If you touch it, it will turn into a pool of pus. Even the soul will be corrupted and cannot return to the Golden Throne.
The leading gang member couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and turned his head tremblingly to look at the man behind him.
Then, the leading man's pupils suddenly contracted and his legs couldn't stop shaking.

What a terrifying face it is, with owl eyes and tiger snout, as if it was carved out of igneous rock in the deepest and darkest pit, like a lion lurking in the shadows.
The leading gang member suspected that if he disobeyed the man in front of him in the slightest, he would be stabbed into pus by the dagger and fall into the realm of the devil.

Not only the leading gang members, but also the nearby gang members and hive workers were frightened.

Suddenly appeared like a ghost, claiming that the dagger in his hand had the power of blasphemy, with a face so cold and terrifying that it made people weak in the knees.
Cultists! They are cultists!

The gang members suddenly felt weak in the knees.

The most dangerous people in the hive are never the criminal gangs, but the blasphemous cultists.

The leading gang member panted, looked at the dagger against his neck, and said in a trembling voice:

"Don't worry, don't worry. If you have anything to say, please tell us."

Looking at the gang members and Nest City workers who were frightened to the point of numbness, Zhou Yun also felt a little numb for a moment.

He just wanted to kidnap the leading gang member and take the opportunity to use the Any Ring to enter the PDF station.

But now it seems that the effect is a bit too good.
Zhou Yun noticed that the eyes that were looking at him were clearly those of cultists.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a cultist."

Zhou Yun said in a gentle voice:
"I just want to enter the PDF station, I hope you won't stop me."

"Look at my face full of righteousness. Am I not loyal?"

As he spoke, Zhou Yun moved his face closer to the leading gang member.

The leading gang member's expression was wrinkled, and his legs couldn't stop shaking.

Yes, yes, yes, you are not a cultist.

It's not that the cultists can suddenly appear like ghosts, and it's not that the cultists' daggers have poison that can corrupt the soul.
The leading gang member glanced at the scarlet dagger against his neck, was silent for a moment, then nodded vigorously and said:

"Yes, yes, you are right."

"You are obviously not a cultist. Your face is full of righteousness and loyalty to the Emperor."

"Look at this. This lion-like face. It looks so sincere and has no secrets at all."

Zhou Yun nodded in agreement.

His face was modeled after the original body, Lion El'Jonson, so it looks loyal no matter how you look at it.

"I am very satisfied that you can cooperate."

Zhou Yun patted the leading gang member's shoulder approvingly and waved towards the shadows in the distance.

Monger and Markit, wearing brown robes that covered their faces, walked out.

The gang members around them made way for the two of them.

Mengge walked to Zhou Yun and nodded stiffly at him.

Zhou Yun signaled Monger to take the dagger and help him hold the leading gang member hostage, then took him and Markit to the foot of the rubble mountain.

He reached into his clothes, took out the Any Ring from his four-dimensional pocket and pressed it on the rubble mountain. "Go in." Zhou Yun signaled Monger and Markit.

"Get in?" Monger said in a daze and dull manner.

He had not followed Zhou Yun's train of thought from the beginning. He felt that everything happened suddenly. Zhou Yun kidnapped the leading gang member and brought them to the foot of the rubble mountain.
Then he took out a golden ring as tall as a person from somewhere and put it on the wall. A dark hole appeared in the ring.

"Go through there and you will reach the PDF base." Zhou Yun said and went in first.

Market followed, and Monger hesitated for a moment, then pushed aside the leading gang member and followed him in.

Afterwards, he felt the scene in front of him flow, and when his head emerged from the ring, he had entered an empty space.

He blinked and realized that he had passed through the rubble mountain and arrived in front of PDF's base.

In front of us is the dilapidated PDF camp, with the family crest of Governor Flax's family painted on the wall.

Munger still looked at Zhou Yun with some confusion as he stuffed the golden ring into his clothes.

He was silent for a moment, slowly digesting what had just happened, and couldn't help but say:

"You are not a cultist."

Zhou Yun glanced at Mengge and said with disdain: "How dare you, a cultist, say that to me."

"Forget it. With your professional ability, calling you a cultist is a compliment."

Zhou Yun, who had never thought that he would be called a cultist by the cultists one day, shook his head.

Although he did not have any genuine loyalty and faith in the Emperor, at least he did not believe in those ghosts and monsters in the Warp, right?

These two Nurgle believers actually condemned themselves as cultists.

"Family members, who understands this cultist down there?" Zhou Yun said in a rather sarcastic voice.

Monger shook his head: "My brother and I are not cultists. We are here for the whole of Asford."

"Heretics don't even think they are heretics." Zhou Yun shrugged.

"Aren't you the same?" Monger sneered in return.

"Okay, Monger, if it weren't for Ryan Russ's help, we wouldn't have been able to get in so easily." Marketeer tried to smooth things over.

There was still a hint of awkwardness when he mentioned the name Ryan Ruth.

Zhou Yun nodded slightly at him and said, "My target is the weapons in the warehouse. If you want to do something like blasphemous witchcraft, wait until I finish moving it."

"You moved the entire warehouse of weapons by yourself?" Monger said in surprise, "Are you planning some kind of blasphemous witchcraft?"

"Alas, you misunderstood us. We came here just to find some information." Market shook her head and said.

Hearing this, Zhou Yun nodded: "Okay, if you want to look for the archives, see if you can help me find a map of the old eighth district."

"Of course." Market nodded with a smile.

After that, the three of them walked towards the entrance of PDF's station.
Just before entering the base, Market slowed down slightly, making himself half a body length behind Monger and Zhou Yun.

Then he chanted a seven-syllable spell in a very low voice.
(End of this chapter)