Warhammer: Should I also sit on the Golden Throne?

0033 How could the Blue Wizard King be so evil!

Tita casually tossed a bag of candy to Zhou Yun, who caught it with one hand.

"You got this from a girl in your class. What's wrong with you lately? Why are you attracting so many girls?" Tita asked, raising her eyebrows.

At this moment, Dita was still wearing a simple white dress, but the difference was that she was covered with all kinds of accessories.

A pure gold double-headed eagle dangled around her neck, and a strand of hair on her forehead was held in place by a metal hairpin shaped like a lightning eagle.

A blood-red gemstone adorned the end of her hair with an angel wing hairpin, and a gold chain strung on her wrist.

A black stone hung from its waist, and an anklet made of pure skull suspended a desiccated corpse seated on a throne.

These items were all quickly crafted by artisans after Zhou Yun mastered the spiritual power of "faith," and he blessed each one before requiring Tita to wear them.

In fact, Zhou Yun himself also brought many similar items, but he didn't hang them on the outside; instead, he hid them inside his clothes.

After all, Tita was brought along to deter the malice hidden in the warp, so that any cultist with a little knowledge would know at a glance that Tita was not to be trifled with.

Zhou Yun hid in his clothes to ambush those foolish cultists and the malice of the subspace who tried to attack him.

Tita didn't question why Zhou Yun wanted her to wear so many accessories.

Zhou Yun told Tita that he was a Catholic and that these pendants and ornaments were believed to ward off evil spirits in Catholicism... Well, Zhou Yun didn't think he was lying.

Zhou Yun looked at the candy in his hand and couldn't help but smile wryly. He had been using psychic energy to increase his own charm in order to gain the students' respect and faith, but it seemed to have caused some troublesome side effects.

"How's the apartment building search going?" Zhou Yun asked Tita.

"Hmm, Capi Euro has an apartment building for sale in the West City. I plan to go take a look tomorrow." Tita thought for a moment and said to Zhou Yun, "The first floor is a shop and a kitchen. The shop can be rented out. We'll still manage the second floor ourselves, and then rent out the third and fourth floors later."

"Don't rent it out yet. Wait until I'm dead before you start renting it out," Zhou Yun said to Tita with a smile.

He needed some space to avoid making a fuss while playing with his psionic powers and causing unnecessary trouble.

Tita seemed a little annoyed by Zhou Yun's words, and shrank back: "Since you're not going to rent it out, why not buy a villa? It would be more comfortable to live in there."

Zhou Yun planned to use that dinar to buy a house, while Tita's idea was to buy a villa where the wealthy class of Macurag often lived, surrounded by buildings on all four sides, with a courtyard and patio in the middle.

However, Zhou Yun still suggested that Tita buy an apartment.

The first reason is that Zhou Yun will die sooner or later and leave this body. At that time, Tita can earn rent from the apartment building and will not have to worry about living expenses.

The second reason is that, compared to villas in Mackula, apartment buildings are simpler in construction and located in worse areas, so the land area you can buy for the same price is actually larger than that of villas.

Given Tita's age, she will certainly live until the Great Crusade, at which point Macurag will become the core of the five hundred worlds of Alteramar, and land prices will inevitably skyrocket.

Indeed, regardless of the era, land speculation is a human instinct.

Of course, like our beloved first Warmaster, the immortal Or Persson, it's not a good idea to speculate on Kos's land.

In the future, Or Persson conceals his identity and serves in the Imperial Guard under Guilliman. After retiring, he uses all his savings to buy a large piece of land in the emerging world of Kos, Ottara, waiting to get rich and live a life of retirement.

Soon after, a great rebellion broke out. The traitor Primarch, Loka, led the Word Bearers in a surprise attack on Koss, bombarding the planet and shaving off a layer of Koss's surface, forcing the future Kossians to dig tunnels.

"I'm not going home for dinner tonight, I'm going to church," Zhou Yun said to Tita.

On the golden throne, Zhou Yun had found a new body he could enter.

However, Zhou Yun was not in a hurry. Subspace has no time or space. He had locked onto that body on both the time and space levels, and could enter it at any time.

This was also Zhou Yun's first time trying to enter multiple bodies at the same time. To prevent any accidents, Zhou Yun even consulted the oracle and chose an auspicious time, around 1 a.m. tonight.

It was precisely because he was worried about causing a commotion that he decided to go to the triangular room in the church.

Tita nodded, then couldn't help but say, "Could you try joining the Flying Spaghetti Monster? The spaghetti they serve is delicious, unlike the Catholic Church which only serves unpalatable flatbread."

Actually, Tita was a little worried that Zhou Yunxin might have joined some kind of cult. She had looked into it and felt that Catholicism seemed unreliable in many ways—things like the father and son being the same god, a virgin cheating on an old carpenter, and priests having to eat the blood and flesh of the god's child.

The most bizarre thing is that the objects they worship are the instruments of torture used to torment their gods...

Dita felt that, in contrast, the Flying Pasta Cult, which proclaimed "No one should go hungry," "Cooking doesn't care whether you believe it or not, but cooking cares about your stomach," and "Cooking is a complex carbohydrate creature, cooking doesn't need your money, please use it to help the poor and weak," was truly remarkable.

"I prefer the Flying Spicy Soup Cult, but unfortunately Macragge doesn't have it," Zhou Yun joked, bidding farewell to Tita and heading towards the temple district.

Aphrodisiac incense was burning in six incense burners, and the snake-like smoke swirled in the air, coiling around the sixty-six male and female sacrifices who had willingly offered themselves.

Libo watched this scene with his heart bleeding.

These believers were people he had spent time accumulating. They were devout to the God of First Cry and quite loyal to him. If he wanted to become the High Priest of the Temple of Simeneta, each of these believers would be an indispensable force.

"Think about Tull's fate," the blind witch said, seemingly sensing Lipo's distress. "That bizarre and cruel change in destiny was undoubtedly the work of the god of witchcraft!"

Thinking of how Tours died, Lipo couldn't help but shudder.

Poor Tours... there are just too many coincidences.

The land at the bathhouse had subsided at some unknown time, and the subsidence occurred precisely in the toilet area. Tull's weight happened to be the final, fatal blow that broke the toilet bowl.

So the toilet floor, along with the toilet bowl and the toilet itself, fell into the wide drainpipe below the toilet, which was filled with sewage.

Normally, this wouldn't be very dangerous; Tull could have swum and climbed up. However, his knees were in excruciating pain, causing him to sink into the viscous sewage.

But this wouldn't have been a problem in itself, since the sound of the toilet collapsing was so loud that people quickly heard it, and a group of people hurriedly grabbed bamboo poles to try and pull Tu'er up.

The bamboo pole was already close enough for Tu'er to grab it, and Tu'er was about to do so as well.

As a result... the toilet light went out at that moment, startling the crowd who were trying to rescue Tu'er. They inexplicably lost their minds and started poking Tu'er randomly with their bamboo poles, trying to find his location, but instead they left Tu'er covered in bloody holes.

It was only with great difficulty that someone remembered to bring a flashlight, allowing the blood-covered Tuer to grab onto the bamboo pole, almost allowing him to climb up.

But at that very moment, the most bizarre thing happened: the night sky over Macurag was suddenly filled with thunder in the clear sky. A bolt of lightning ripped through the darkness, pierced the window, and struck the bamboo pole that Tur was holding.

The bamboo pole snapped in two, and Tu'er screamed as he fell back into the cesspool. Just then, a torrent of sewage swept in, carrying Tu'er deep into the sewer pipes.

This bizarre scene terrified everyone present, and many people immediately knelt down and began to pray to their respective gods.

Tours' body was not found until this morning from a sewer drain.

His eyes were wide open, his body was swollen, and all sorts of maggots crawled into his body from his wounds. The half-baked bamboo pole was still stuck in his throat. His death was gruesome.

Before the body was even transported to the cemetery, a pack of bloodthirsty wild dogs appeared out of nowhere and tore his body to pieces.

Libo couldn't help but shudder.

How could that god of deep blue magic, who controls change, be so wicked!

For his own safety, Libo dared not delay and gathered the group of believers as quickly as possible.

"Wait a little longer, until around one o'clock in the morning, when the Eye of the Father overlooks Macurag from the highest point, then I will perform the ceremony," the blind witch said to Lipo.