Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

Thus, gangs began fighting for territory, and with death no longer a threat, hundreds, even thousands, of people battled to the death every night over a mere half-block. Even with their tracheas severed and limbs dismembered, they would strap blunt knives to their bones and continue the fight—

Until you and the other person become part of this carpet of flesh and blood, and can no longer stand up.

What they would rather suffer the punishment of immortality for is nothing more than a loaf of bread, a silver coin, an old tent covered with gang symbols, and a chance for their families to survive without the prospect of death, as promised by the gang.

Sylvia watched all this, her lips trembling slightly, but she couldn't say a word.

“Mam...bo”.

She instinctively opened her mouth, wanting to rely on the all-powerful Cheng Cheng, but then remembered that he had recently returned to Teyvat and was busy with something, so she could only sigh.

“I am a mature adult now... I should do the things I want to do myself, instead of relying on others.”

With that thought in mind, she closed her eyes and silently felt the fire within her body.

Built upon the devout faith of millions of believers, supplemented by controlling sparks such as "puppets" and "spiders," and further enhanced by dozens of death-related lower-level sparks retrieved from the royal treasury, it ultimately formed—

"Immortal Path Killing Move: Subordinate Overthrows Superior!"

With a body of gold, he wields the legendary divine power!

Then, she extended her right hand, and a phantom card appeared at her fingertips—

"Death" card!

Death can bring "absolute death," but it is ultimately an authority that can only be used indirectly through killing moves. Sylvia tried it outside the city, and once used, it would only instantly spray out a black mist of certain death that would cover the entire city, and the duration was very short, so it could not kill people for a long time.

So, after several days of research, she finally improved her killing move, gathering the power of "Death" in her hands, which she could use for a long time.

"Immortal Path Killing Move - Gray Hand!"

Today, I'm here to test my killer move.

Looking at the pitch-black human figure covered in flies by the roadside, Sylvia sighed, walked over, and chased away the swarm of flies.

After a dense buzzing sound, the corpse covered below was revealed—a hole in its stomach, intestines spilling out, stained with the black dust of the ground, yet strangely swollen; a large hole smashed open in its head, but the brain was not visible, with white maggots crawling in and out of the skull.

His body had been hollowed out by maggots.

But he wasn't dead yet—the reason he lay there motionless and silent was simply because his throat had been gnawed clean by maggots.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

The man glanced at Sylvia, seeing the lively and beautiful girl appear in this hellish place. He thought of himself now, and of his daughter at home whose fate was unknown. His once-dried blood vessels began to throb again, and a tear rolled down his cheek.

He tried to reach out and make a sound, but could only produce incomprehensible snoring noises.

"Don't worry, you'll soon be able to sleep peacefully."

Sylvia sighed, ignoring the dirty stains on the man's head, and gently stroked the top of his head.

The next moment, the man stopped moving completely.

Soon the flies returned, burrowing into his body, but they no longer caused him pain.

he died.

"Dead? Really dead?"

The corpses lying nearby, still able to speak, widened their eyes at the sight, hoping to see it again:

"Great! He's dead! I can finally die too!"

"This...is Lady Sylvia? I've seen her on TV, she's the one who participated in the queen's election!"

"Spread the word! Lady Sylvia can kill! The Amber God has appeared!"

A crowd surged forward, their eyes filled with boundless longing and reverence, forming a circle around Sylvia and kneeling in prayer before her.

"Lady Sylvia, please kill us!"

Chapter 147, Corpse Calamity 1644

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The afternoon sun bathed the entire palace garden, its soft light filtering through layers of flowers and leaves, scattering spring shadows across the ground.

Li Xianyu sat in front of a uniquely designed bone zither, her back relaxed, her ten fingers lightly touching the keys. With each stroke, a clear and lively melody flowed from her fingertips, carried by the breeze across the flowerbed, and gently rippled in the warm sunlight.

"Li Xianyu, are you... um?"

Freya stepped into the garden and immediately saw Li Xianyu engrossed in playing. She quietly sat down on a stone bench and waited for the piece to end before asking, "What kind of instrument is that? It looks very unique."

"Oh, this."

Li Xianyu patted the instrument stand. "You asked me to interrogate the captured high-ranking demon, so I pulled out the demon's ribs, arranged them neatly according to the sound and timbre when struck, and then put them back in. I emptied the body of its internal organs and used the disassembled humerus, femur, radius, fibula, and tibia for support, then wrapped it with demon skin to create a cavity that enhances the sound quality. The two ulna bones are just right to be used as plectrums to strike the ribs for playing. Combined with the constant trembling of the demon's flesh, the melody is surprisingly beautiful."

"It's fortunate that death is gone now, so no matter how much you torment the demons, they won't die. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to make this kind of instrument."

Freya twitched the corner of her mouth: "So, did you manage to ask?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xianyu tilted her head in surprise: "What are you asking?"

So you don't even know what to ask?! Then why are you torturing the demon?!

"It's fun, it can relieve the frustration in my heart." Li Xianyu spread her hands and said matter-of-factly, "Death is gone, nothing can die, I can't find any fresh corpses anymore... It's so annoying."

"Aren't there corpses everywhere? Just take a few and use them."

"Hey, I'm telling you, do you think of us necromancers as some kind of ultimate perverts who enjoy torturing life?"

Is not it?

Freya subconsciously tilted her head, her gaze sweeping over the demon's body that had been transformed into a musical instrument, thinking to herself that even demons weren't as good at torturing life as you.

"This is a demon, something different."

Li Xianyu said matter-of-factly, "What we necromancers need is not half-dead living dead, such existence is simply a desecration of death... What we pursue are the pure, soulless remains left to the mortal world by the living after they have lived their lives to the fullest. Then, these remains are picked up by the necromancers who are the living, and then processed into necromancy materials that are beneficial to the living. The dead help the living, and the dead serve the living. This is the true essence of necromancers."

"I thought it was some kind of twisted truth."

Freya sighed softly, walked to the drooping demon head beside her, and slapped the unconscious demon awake: "Speak, what do you know about the Death Demon? If you tell me, I'll give you a quick death."

This demon was a captive captured after it died and disappeared.

Since death does not exist, even demons cannot be defeated, and even if you finely chop them into mince sauce, you cannot condense the corresponding demonic fire.

The demon's brain was filled with chaos and malice, and any attempt to use magic such as mind reading or spirit communication would result in a backlash from the demon's inner demons. So, it was simply sent to Li Xianyu for interrogation.

The demon slowly raised its murky eyes, staring silently at Freya. After a moment, it let out a sinister smile: "Too late..."

"Oh?"

"You have already lost! Death is just the beginning! Only the beginning!" The demon suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, his roar echoing through the garden. "War brings death, and guess what death will bring next? Ahahahahaha!"

Freya's eyes dimmed slightly, and she whispered two words: "Plague..."

One of the primordial demons, the Demon of Plague.

Rather than saying that death will bring disease, it's more accurate to say that disease has already begun.

In today's world, the dead cannot truly die, but will still decompose normally. Normally, they would simply be buried or cremated.

But these corpses can still feel pain, and out of humanitarian considerations, they cannot be buried alive or burned alive... So, the neighborhood, which is mainly composed of slums, simply leaves the corpses alone.

As a result, the decaying body bred poisonous insects and rodents, which in turn carried the virus and spread it everywhere... In the slums of the downtown area controlled by gangsters, there have already been several cases of pneumonia of unknown origin.

Doctors suspected that the virus had mutated in half-dead corpses. Upon receiving the news, Freya immediately ordered the hospital to admit patients and isolate and study the virus strain... Unfortunately, in the Kingdom of Konoma, when pharmaceutical companies want to make money, even the Queen's words have no effect.

As a result, the hospital habitually charged exorbitant fees, forcing penniless people to sign up for exorbitant medical bills...

The poor man receiving treatment was so frightened that he cried and jumped off a building to commit suicide.

Of course, since death has disappeared, the person is not dead. Instead, he has incurred more debts due to his unauthorized departure from treatment and destruction of diseased samples. His body will need to work for hundreds of years after his death to repay the debts. He is currently undergoing live dissection and sampling research in the laboratory to repay his debts.

Shaking her head, no longer thinking about the plague, Freya continued, "Is the Death Demon also dead in the Abyss? Since it is dead, why didn't it release its essence? Do you know how to defeat it, or the conditions for the Death Essence to ascend to godhood?"

The demon only let out a cold sneer, his lips pressed tightly together, and remained silent.

Seeing that the demon refused to cooperate, Li Xianyu had someone carefully bring over a pot of boiling oil, then lifted the Demon Bone Harp and threw it into the oil to fry.

Then they had someone add chili peppers, star anise, cinnamon, dried tangerine peel, dried ginger, nutmeg, Sichuan peppercorns, and fennel seeds, and sprinkled a handful of coarse salt on top. After the aroma was released, they used tongs to scoop the devil out: "Are you willing to talk now?"

"I, I don't know..."

"Keep bombing."

"Wait! I really don't know!" The demon, his flesh rotting and turning, screamed madly, "I'm just a high-ranking demon, what right do I have to inquire about Lord Death's news!"

"Add some more thyme, nutmeg, and cumin powder and continue frying..."

"But! Lord Death was already dead in the Abyss! I know that!" The demon panicked completely and begged for mercy, "And in the Abyss, apart from near Lord Death, there was no death anywhere else! Just like here!"

"Didn't you try to snatch death back from the clutches of the demon of death?" Freya asked curiously.

"Why do this?" the demon asked, puzzled. "It's precisely because all death is in the hands of Lord Death that Lord War can slaughter without restraint, and Lord Plague can keep replicating itself. It's good enough that we ordinary demons can survive..."

Forget it, demons think differently from humans, so I guess I wasted my time asking this question.

"Then who do you think knows a way to deal with death?" Freya asked again.

This question stumped the demon. Seeing that it remained silent, Freya had no choice but to throw it back into the oil to continue frying. Li Xianyu also casually tossed in a few chicken legs.

Just as she was about to say goodbye to Li Xianyu, another girl rushed into the palace garden: "Xianyu, something's happened... Oh, Freya, you're here too?"

“Sylvia…”

The two women were both taken aback when they saw each other, then turned their heads away and refused to look at each other.

Cheng Cheng has been gone from this world to Teyvat for thirteen days. Before he left, he said some inhuman nonsense like "Please marry me," which infuriated the two of them.

Therefore, Freya and Sylvia naturally wouldn't give each other a friendly look. These days, the two have been tacitly giving each other the cold shoulder, never speaking when they meet, and deliberately avoiding each other when handling official business...

Sylvia coughed lightly and spoke to Li Xianyu first: "Li Xianyu, please report to the Queen for me. I discovered something unexpected while I was killing people in the slums... It seems that a virus is spreading in the slums."

Freya rolled her eyes upon hearing this: "Li Xianyu, please tell the religious governor that I already knew about the pneumonia virus, so there's no need for her to tell me."

Li Xianyu: "..."

What's going on between these two female colleagues? It feels like they're having a cold war when they're dating...

“Ordinary pneumonia virus?” Sylvia frowned, and after a moment’s thought, she realized, “Li Xianyu, report to the Queen for me that the initial symptoms of infection do indeed resemble pneumonia, but the later stages are completely different.”

"What about later... cough cough, Li Xianyu, could you ask the Religious Governor for me?"

Li Xianyu was completely speechless: "I mean, you guys can talk normally even when I'm not around, right?"

"...I can't explain it clearly, so I'll just bring it to you to see."