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

Chapter 96 Death Says Hello to You (Two in One)

Zhou Yun pulled the body clay out of the four-dimensional pocket and placed it on the ground.
He took a large lump of clay and stood it on his face, making his head look very large.

Under his manipulation, the clay did not turn into human skin color, but instead gradually turned into a metallic blue and white.
He stretched out his hand and pinched his nose, making it into a red ball.

Zhou Yun continued to stick the clay on his body, and formed a small bell on his neck. He formed a round shape on his body, and even wrapped his arms in a white ball.
"Is this your reflection in the subspace?" the winged figure in the white light said with some surprise.

In his sight, Zhou Yun and his own reflection in the subspace gradually became the same.

"How should I put it? It's a bit strange."

Zhou Yun turned around and pinched a red tail for himself. He looked at his appearance with satisfaction, then pushed the door and walked out.

Reina stared blankly at the thing that opened the door and walked out.
Is that a round, blue, bipedal civet cat?

No, if you look closely, it seems to be a cat without ears.
This cat has a metallic shell, a round face with a beard and a red nose, a big mouth under the nose, and an even bigger head that carries the facial features.
His body was even more round, as if it was a ball with four cylindrical limbs attached to it, and then a bell was tied around his non-existent neck, and at the end of his arms were two spherical hands.

There was a half-moon shaped pocket hanging on his belly, but no one knew what it was used for.

How should I put it? He doesn't look like the Chosen One of Death at all. Instead, he looks a bit cute?
"Praise the Chosen One of Death!"

Di Xi, who was wearing a tight black leather jacket, knelt on the ground devoutly, with his forehead pressed tightly against the ground, and praised sincerely:

"Great Chosen One of Death, you have finally arrived in your loyal Asford!"

"Your pious servant Dixi will be loyal to you."

"This guy is the chosen one of death!" Lena looked at Zhou Yun with a twitching face.

She knew that Zhou Yun had the ability to change his face, but she didn't expect that he could change into such a look. An appearance that barely showed any trace of humanity!
For Di Xi, who knelt at Zhou Yun's feet with a pious and obedient look, Zhou Yun's posture was as if the emperor himself was present.
She couldn't stop trembling with excitement. After hearing Reina's words, she raised her head angrily.

"In the vision the Emperor showed me, Lord Chosen of Death was in this state."

"Look at that perfectly round head! Look at those sharp round eyes! Look at that nose that's as red as blood!"

Di Xi said with deep admiration in his voice:

"This bloody mouth seems to be able to swallow all life in the world, this body is like the shadow of the god of death, and the bell hanging around the neck is the sound of death."

“And the pocket hanging on the belly seems to carry the desolate and gloomy endless dead area.”

"The gloom of death blesses this place. All mortals must die, and you are the embodiment of death."

"The wind of death is about you."

Zhou Yun felt a little numb as he looked at Di Xi who was kneeling on the ground.

I really don’t know what kind of mentality the emperor had to make Zhou Yun like this. In the heart of the Daughter of Death, he has become the so-called "Chosen One of Death".

What if he said that he is the God of All Machines now?
"I am death, I am sleep, I take life like blowing out a lamp and pulling out a candle. Your bodies are still warm, but your souls are already in my hands."

"You will sleep in peace forever, and live forever in my realm."

"This is my power, Doraemon."

As he spoke, Zhou Yun opened his arms.

Di Xi's eyes were full of admiration, and he couldn't help but kowtow to Zhou Yun and pay his respects.

"Praise the Death God's Chosen Doraemon, praise your great power."

She said devoutly:
"May we, under your guidance, bring more death."

"Death needs no guidance. Death will visit everyone, sooner or later. And death is always patient."

Zhou Yun said solemnly with Doraemon's face.

Di Xi's face showed even more reverence.

As for Lena, she stared in amazement as Zhou Yun opened his arms and said a series of strange words.

If it wasn't for the strange atmosphere, Lena really wanted to tell Zhou Yun,

She felt that Zhou Yun was more suitable for preaching and being a charlatan than herself.

He is really good at fooling people.

And how did the strange name Doraemon come about?
Reina could hardly suppress her urge to complain.

"Tell me, who is the one who wants you to bring death to others?" Zhou Yun asked seriously.

Di Xi's face showed panic, and he said in a trembling voice: "Governor, Augustus Flax."

She hadn't said this yet, but the Chosen One of Death already knew about it.

This made Di Xi admire Zhou Yun even more.
But at the same time, he was also worried that God's chosen one would not grant him death.

".Ah?" Before Zhou Yun could say anything, Lena on the side widened her eyes, looking as if she had heard it wrong.

"Go and announce my arrival to your sisters." Zhou Yun nodded slightly to Di Xi.

Di Xi bowed respectfully to Zhou Yun with a trembling body, and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

"Zhou Yun, what's going on?" Lena's face was full of confusion and bewilderment.

"Why are you the Chosen One of Death? And why are you like this?"

"What about Governor Augustus Flax? He is the one who brought us here? Why does he want to kill us?"

Reina couldn't help but blurt out a series of questions.

"Not only that, the Governor will have to send us money tomorrow."

Zhou Yun raised a smile and said:
"There are also a large number of weapons and equipment, enough for you to arm the Ark Gang."

"Huh?" Lena was even more confused.

How could someone want to assassinate you and at the same time give you money?

Augustus Flax lay trembling on the scarlet sofa,

Every muscle in his body was venting fear and terror.
He had a horrible dream.
In this dream, Zhou Yunru, a dark shadow, walked out formless and without substance and came to his underground palace.

The underground palace was filled with the roar of insects, and Tiberius' voice was mixed in.
Then Tiberius' voice turned into a wail.
Zhou Yun came to him holding Tiberius' head.

"Your brother asked me to say hello to you."

He threw Tiberius's head in front of Augustus Flax, who was paralyzed with fear.
Then an invisible force came and crushed Augustus Flax bit by bit under Zhou Yun's gaze.
Augustus Flax was awakened from his nightmare.
He was soaked to the skin, sweat streaming down his wrinkled skin.

But even after waking up, Augustus Flax still felt terrified.

He was born with a unique ability to distinguish between the false and the true, the illusion and the reality.
It is said that this is a hereditary feature of the Flax family, a unique mutation due to the scarlet twin suns on the sun.

They will not be deceived by dreams and illusions. They can find the truth in the falsehood and judge whether a person is lying. This ability has been strengthened with each generation and reached its peak with Augustus Flax.
It is for this reason that Augustus Flax was not bewitched by the psychic power of his alien brother and became its puppet slave.

Similarly, Augustus Flax can also tell at any time whether he is in a dream.
But the nightmare just now felt extremely real to him, just like the real future.

Augustus Flax almost wanted to vomit.

At this moment, the data board he placed on the table suddenly made a cold mechanical sound.

Augustus Flax shuddered, fearing that it was Zhou Yun who called through the old one-eyed man.

With shaking hands he picked up the data pad from the table.

But the data board showed that it was indeed a communication from the Daughter of Death.

Augustus Flax almost felt like crying for joy.
He answered the call. Augustus Flax had never expected to hear the cold voice of the Death Cult in his life.
Even though that death-filled voice had frightened him to the point of trembling all over,

But now, Augustus Flax was looking forward to that sound extremely.

"Death greets you, Governor."

Then, a man's voice came from the other end of the line.
The voice was not cold at all, but rather full of joy and teasing, as if it was teasing Augustus Flax.

That was Zhou Yun's voice, and Augustus Flax recognized it instantly.

How could he? !

Could it be that he killed his way through the entire Church of the Daughter of Death by himself?

This monster! This madman! This heretic!

Augustus Flax has already considered whether to report Zhou Yun to the Inquisitor in order to save his life.

Now, there is one on the planet Lesio next to Asford,
This way, some of his deeds might be exposed, but as the governor, he at least has a better chance of survival than Zhou Yun.
Inquisitor, you should give the Governor a little face, right?
"I have come to a cordial exchange with the Daughters of Death, and now they and I are close friends, as close as family."

This is the truth! Augustus Flax judged it with joy.

This means that he has not yet discovered that the real purpose of the Death Worshiper is to assassinate him.
Everything now must be an illusion created by the Death Worshiper.

What a professional, the Daughter of Death!

"Well, let's talk about the issue of weapons and equipment now."

Zhou Yun propped up his face and sat in front of the data board. Lena and Di Xi stood behind him.

Zhou Yun said with interest:
"I've thought about it carefully. You see, weapons will eventually wear out, right?"

"Will the Ark Gang also be recruited?"

"Why don't you double it?"

"Double?" Augustus Flax's voice suddenly rose: "Why don't you go and rob?"

"I'm just robbing." Zhou Yun grinned.

"Shameless." Augustus Flax gritted his teeth.

He had an inexplicable suspicion.
Could it be that Zhou Yun had really reached a cooperation with the Daughter of Death?
No, that's impossible.

Augustus Flax studied the teachings of the Daughter of the Dead.

They believe that nothing can resist death except death itself.

So this group of crazy people will definitely not refuse to let Zhou Yun die.

Augustus Flax calmed down and said as if he had gritted his teeth:
"One time, at most one time, no more."

"Okay, okay, then I'll double the money." Zhou Yun said leisurely.

"Okay, this is my last bottom line." Augustus Flax pretended to be extremely angry and said.

But in fact, his bottom line is almost unlimited.
After all, Zhou Yun was about to die, assassinated by the Daughter of Death.
"Oh, right."

Zhou Yun, who was sitting opposite the data board, seemed to have suddenly remembered something and smiled at Di Xi beside him:
"Dixi, has the Governor paid the bill for assassinating me and Reina?"

Hearing this, Augustus Flax's whole body stiffened, wondering if he had heard it wrongly.

"Sir, he didn't pay," Di Xi said, bowing respectfully.

"Remember to settle this money, just pay it to me directly."

Zhou Yun chuckled and said:

"Thank you for supporting the business activities of the Daughter of Death. Thank you."

"I hope we can cooperate more in the future."

Then Zhou Yun hung up the call, leaving Augustus Flax trembling with fear.
He knows everything!

Augustus Flax had shrunk onto the scarlet sofa as quickly as possible.

He pulled up a blanket to cover his dry body.
This blanket was once covered by his mother when he was a child. It sometimes made him feel at ease.

Augustus Flax still trembled uncontrollably,

He was thinking of ways to save himself.
His PDF and psychic forces are strong enough,
But they might not be able to stop the Death Worshiper and Zhou Yun, not to mention that Tiberius was waiting for an opportunity in the dark.

He knew that there were only two reasons why Zhou Yun hadn't come to kill him yet.
The smaller one, because he is still the official leader of the Asford Empire, and if he dies, the transfer of power to the Astra Militarum will be difficult in the future.

The bigger one was Zhou Yun, the greedy guy who wanted the equipment and money in his hands.

What made Augustus Flax most uncomfortable was that he not only had to give, but also had to give more than Zhou Yun wanted, and he had to give more often.
He had to constantly prove to Zhou Yun that he was still valuable and that he could contribute more resources, weapons, and money.

Zhou Yun even hinted to Augustus Flax to "cooperate more".

But this only delayed the death of Augustus Flax.
Sooner or later, he will lose his value to Zhou Yun.
Then "death will greet him."

"We need to think of a way."

Augustus Flax gritted his teeth and frantically thought about his thoughts.

Suddenly, an idea popped into his mind.
The judge on the next door Lesio.
Although it is unknown which Inquisition order the Inquisitor belongs to,
But it's alright,
Zhou Yun is a fellow who colluded with illegal psychics and mutant cultists. Both the Order of the Holy Hammer that fights demons and the Order of the Heretic that judges heretics are interested in punishing Zhou Yun.

Even though Zhou Yun is a foreign cult dedicated to fighting against aliens, he doesn't seem to have much contact with aliens.
But that doesn't matter. When an Inquisitor imposes punishment, he doesn't always follow his own order.
Of course, doing so also meant that Augustus Flax had a lot of chances of exposing his actions.

But he was the governor of the empire after all, and he was not really corrupt.
All in all, there is still some room for maneuver, and he has to use his own channels to contact the judge.

　There is a power outage in the hotel where the author is staying and it is currently unknown when the power will be restored... I will start with 4,000 words today, and the author has saved up 2,000 words to avoid a break tomorrow. If I can write enough tomorrow, I will update to 8,000 words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)