Witch Wind

Chapter 275: Black Sun Cult Leader (Part )

The black sun had just risen powerfully into the sky and the drumbeat for lifting the curfew had just sounded, and Liu Li quickly jumped up from his "residence".

In the March world, "Liu" is a lowly surname.

Not only 'Liu', all surnames in the "Hundred Family Surnames", or in other words, all ethnic groups from Tailan Star with pure Tailan blood, are untouchables.

Liu Li's "residence" can fully reflect the influence of his surname and his bloodline.

The world on the ground belongs to the poor and the untouchables. There are square metal buildings like iron coffins, thousands of feet high, with bases several miles long and wide. In the huge metal buildings, straight corridors crisscross. On both sides of the corridors are small dwellings like honeycomb grids, with the same specifications and similar sizes.

These honeycomb lattice dwellings belong to the decent poor, as well as those untouchable leaders among the untouchables who are ruthless, have outstanding means, and have gathered a large number of "black and gray forces".

As an "ordinary untouchable" like Liu Li, his shelter in the building is the ventilation duct connecting the upper and lower floors every night when three black moons rule the world.

In such a large building, air exchange is a serious problem.

Every building has an extremely large ventilation system, with ventilation ducts of various sizes, the largest of which is more than ten meters in diameter.

Spacious, clean, well-ventilated, smells fresh...except that it's always a bit too cold when the wind blows across the body, there are no other disadvantages.

Liu Li walked carefully along the hard metal wall.

There were subtle noises coming from all around, and all kinds of untouchables left their nests and rushed in all directions along the secret passages they were used to. Liu Li saw that more than a dozen guys who were notorious among the untouchables on weekdays, carrying heavy guns of unknown origin, wearing heavy, rusty armor, and laughing softly, crowded into a narrow passage.

Have these guys found another fat sheep?

Liu Li curled his lips in silence. What a bunch of idiots who only cared about having fun in front of them. They had completely forgotten the glory of their ancestors and were living like maggots in the mud.

He is different from them.

O most high 'Black Sun'!

One day, the flames of the Black Sun Church will ruthlessly purify this world. The truly noble bloodline will rise from the embers of the world, turning into a sun that covers the heavens and the earth, illuminating the entire world and pointing out the right path of destiny for all the "untouchables" - for the descendants of these truly noble bloodlines.

Liu Li is a peripheral believer of the Black Sun Church and a newly recruited recruit, but like all believers of similar status, he believes devoutly that the supreme being shaped like a giant crow sleeping in the black sun is the legendary 'Black Sun Emperor', an incredible supreme being.

When He awakens from His deep sleep...

No, to be precise, when He is truly conceived and matures, when He leaves the mother nest of Black Sun and appears in the world, this world will be able to "set things right" and "get back on the right track."

At that time, the followers of the Black Sun Church will be redeemed, glorified, "rich and prosperous", and "eternal immortality"!
With his right hand, he carefully held a small plasma gun issued by the church, and with his left hand, he was ready to activate the nano-shield on his wrist at any time - these were all standard products of the 'Spark Corps' under the 'Spark Committee of Civilization'. Although they were all old models and had been eliminated for more than a hundred years, they still had extraordinary power.

With the help of these two pieces of equipment, Liu Li could easily kill off the dozen or so big men wearing heavy armor and holding ancient heavy guns made of gunpowder and propellants.

Probably, within five breaths, he could make them die without a burial place!
Taking nimble steps, Liu Li passed through the ventilation ducts where the wind was howling. In these ventilation ducts, which were a hundred times more complicated than a spider web, there were many intersections and passes where people with mysterious behavior were patrolling around intentionally or unintentionally.

Gangs, black markets, black thugs, black-hearted smugglers...tsk, all kinds of people.

Liu Li carefully avoided them, especially those who were traveling in groups on small kinetic self-stabilizing unicycles, dragging large amounts of goods of unknown origin, and running around in the passage. He stayed away from them.

Blood was dripping from the small cart, which had only one wheel but had a considerable carrying capacity.

The painful groans of men and women could be faintly heard from under the thick cloth.

Liu Li watched these people passing by quickly in front of him with an expressionless face.

Unlucky guys.

No one knew who they were or where they came from - in this damn world, in these metal buildings that were like hell, these unfortunate people were transported as cargo on the carts, no one cared about their identities, and everyone knew their subsequent fate.

This is a world of material poverty.

Everyone is struggling to survive using the most terrible means.

Living people are, of course, an extremely precious resource... Liu Li didn't want to think about those details. He had seen the fate of these unfortunate people in a promotional video played in the church.

They will become extremely valuable 'prey', enjoyed by some big shots.

Every piece of their skin, every strand of their hair, every inch of their body, and even every wail they make, are precious "resources"... Their skin and flesh, their fur and bones, nourish the entire terrifying food chain.

When they become "dregs", truly "rotten dregs", they will be sent to the deep cultivation base to become the culture medium for certain crops. With the help of some terrible means, a squeezed "dregs" can cultivate thousands or tens of thousands of times the weight of "fungal"-type "rations".

This is wrong. How can this world, which is no longer suitable for the survival of any living thing, support one survival base after another and feed so many "living people" who are struggling for survival like maggots?
Liu Li walked along the corridor carefully.

He turned left and right, and gradually the corridor he was walking in became more and more secluded. On the dirty corridor walls, some graffiti that looked like children's ghost drawings appeared.

Seeing these graffiti, Liu Li breathed a sigh of relief and his mood suddenly became calm.

The 'witch mark' hidden in those graffiti was so clear, so intimate, he had entered the church's territory.

Ahead, there was a continuous low mechanical roar. Next to the entrance of a vertically downward corridor with a diameter of three meters, several men who looked to be dying were leaning weakly against the wall.

Liu Li walked over silently.

A breeze gently flowed from the men and slowly passed over Liu Li's body.

Between Liu Li's eyebrows, a soybean-sized, extremely dim black sun emblem quietly emerged. Several men raised their eyelids listlessly, glanced at Liu Li, and snorted twice.

Liu Li carefully climbed down the welded steel escalator in the vertical corridor.

The tunnel is one thousand five hundred feet deep.

Every ten feet or so, there would be a circle of thumb-sized fluorescent bulbs on the walls of the corridor, emitting a dim light. Looking down, the whistling wind suddenly poured down from the top of his head, like a devil's big hand, trying to push Liu Li's weak body into the bottomless abyss of hell below.

Liu Li subconsciously increased his climbing speed. He climbed down a full thousand feet. On one side of the corridor wall, a thick steel plate was silently moved away, revealing an extremely narrow corridor entrance.

He crawled in, and a breeze with a chill blew from the front. The black sun emblem on Liu Li's forehead reappeared, and there were faint strange whispers rolling around, as if an invisible hand was gently caressing Liu Li's body. Liu Li had countless goose bumps all over his body, and he hurriedly sped up his crawling speed.

Ahead, there is another set of complex ventilation ducts.

Liu Li walked quickly along the complex pipe system for about a quarter of an hour.

The front suddenly opened up, and a roughly circular, majestic underground city with a radius of nearly 100 miles appeared in front of Liu Li. In the sky, a curtain of light was lingering, projecting a virtual image of blue sky and white clouds. On the ground, there were green mountains and beautiful waters, and the market was crisscrossed.

The artificial sun hung high in the sky, emitting bright light, illuminating the wide and clean streets, and the men and women who were well-dressed, moved briskly and naturally, and looked relaxed and at ease.

Such a survival base city, with two layers of space above ground and underground, has a total population of more than 200 million. And the underground city that Liu Li saw before him, with a huge space, has a total population of about 2 million. The other 99.9% of the population, all curled up like maggots in the terrible metal city on the ground.

The poor, the untouchables.

Not a human being at all.

The underground city in front of us is the real "Azt" city.

The one million permanent residents in this underground city are the real citizens of Azt.

As for the 'maggots' in the metal city on the ground, they are meat shields, they are consumables, they are resources... Sometimes, they can also be playthings, rations... In short, they can play many roles, but they cannot be considered a real 'person'.

The whistling wind blew past.

The huge underground space was surrounded by pure metal cast walls on all sides. Overpasses of varying widths were densely attached to the walls, and men and women in uniforms, with blond hair and silver eyes, or copper or iron colors, could be seen walking leisurely along the walkways.

The retaining wall is filled with various light and shadow projections of vines, ancient trees, waterfalls and other stunning scenery.

But as these men and women walked by, they occasionally waved their hands, and the light and shadows dispersed. Behind the vines, there might be a rest room; behind the ancient tree, there was a pivot power cabin; behind the waterfall, there was a direct elevator that went straight to the ground...

Liu Li had just rushed out of the corridor and stood on the overpass when two sturdy men in light silver-grey uniforms with blood-red patterns on the cuffs and shoulders came up to him. This kind of uniform represented that these two guys were patrolmen from the 'Fire Bureau' responsible for the daily security of this underground city.

Liu Li smiled and took out a metal badge from his waist. With a flick of his hand, a beam of light and shadow emerged from the metal badge. A small figure about three inches tall and exactly like Liu Li quietly emerged in the light and shadow.

A deep female voice appeared along with the light and shadow, and it also sounded at the same time.

"Fire Bureau, Field Office, Number..."

The two golden-haired, copper-eyed guards looked at each other, glared at Liu Li with disgust, and muttered "Damn bastard" in a low voice. They glanced at Liu Li's black hair, black eyes, and slightly wheat-colored skin, and one of the guards suddenly punched Liu Li in the lower abdomen.

Liu Li groaned, and fell to his knees with a thump, covering his belly with his hands, twitching violently like a caterpillar.

The two patrol guards laughed wildly, and continued to patrol slowly along the overpass with their heads held high.

Liu Li waited until the two patrol guards walked away, then he slowly stood up, gently patted his belly which was barely red at all with his right hand, and muttered in a low voice: "Two weaklings... hehe..."

He twisted his neck and swayed his waist. A stream of blood as thick as mercury slowly rolled through Liu Li's body. Starting from the tips of his toes, fine muscle lines slowly moved under his smooth skin, moving upwards to his calves, thighs, waist, abdomen, upper body, neck, scalp...

The muscle lines under his skin were extremely clear, like steel wires. The dense muscle fibers trembled slightly under the skin, making a subtle "clang" sound like the strings of a guitar.

"Put it on there, I'll slap you to death!" Liu Li muttered angrily, "Wait until the black sun shines on the earth, and I'll kill your whole family with my own hands!"

Hanging the metal badge on his chest, Liu Li lowered his head slightly, hunched his waist, and walked along the overpass. He underwent dozens of inspections along the way and finally stepped onto the "real ground" and truly arrived at the territory of "Azt City".

On the edge of the underground city, according to the orientation on the ground, it should be the east corner, there stands a small building with six floors and covering an area of ​​more than ten acres.

There is a yard outside the building with green trees, red flowers, flying birds and dancing butterflies. It looks like a beautiful scene of early spring.

But if you look carefully, the flying birds and butterflies always follow a fixed trajectory. They are clearly mechanical creations covered with a layer of bionic fur. And the flowers and plants are 99% fake made of high-tech materials. The only real flowers and trees are a tree about 20 feet tall, 13 red and white flowers more than 1 foot tall, and a patch of green grass less than 30 feet in radius...

In this world, even deep underground, thick rock layers block most of the negative influences from the black sun and black moon. The survival of living things, especially the growth and reproduction of flowers, plants and trees, is extremely difficult.

The fact that there is a tree, thirteen flowers and a large area of ​​grass in this underground city is enough to highlight the terrifying power that this small building possesses.

This is the headquarters of the "Field Office" of the "Fire Bureau", a special agency that is responsible for monitoring heresy, eradicating evil spirits, and pacifying all unrest among the poor and untouchables. Its status is similar to that of the "East Factory Jinyiwei".

Liu Li entered the small courtyard through the side door, and then entered the six-story building through the side door.

After three checks, Liu Li came to the door of an office and waited quietly for about half a cup of tea. A pretty girl in a light black uniform, with a tall, well-proportioned figure, a beautiful face, blonde hair and silver eyes, came in, covering her rosy and swollen lips, opened the door and ran out in quick steps.

A peculiar smell of heather rolled past.

Liu Li lowered his head, and in his heart he envied the leisurely life of the Archbishop of Azt City of the Black Sun Church - he told himself viciously in his heart that when the black sun shines on the earth, he will also get a few of the usually high-handed blonde women and whip them severely for ten thousand years!

"Liu Li is here, come in!" A lazy voice came, and Liu Li walked in very respectfully with the same small steps as the girl.

He knew very well that he had to be as cautious as possible here.

Even though the Archbishop of Azt City of the Black Sun Church has a special status and is the director of the Fire Bureau in charge of all matters of the Special Service Department, he still has to be careful with his words and actions and must not bring any trouble to this big guy.

After passing the secretary room manned by two blonde female secretaries with silver eyes, Liu Li walked through a small doorway about ten feet long and pushed open the half-open heavy door. He saw Hercule, who looked dignified, sitting behind a heavy desk with his back to the huge French window.

He has golden hair and golden eyes, with a faint dark golden light faintly visible in the center of his pupil.

Hercule, who looked to be in his early thirties, with a sturdy build, and nearly six feet tall even when sitting on the chair, clapped his hands gently, and a small door beside him opened silently. Two girls wearing light green silk cheongsam, petite and fair, with extremely beautiful faces, but also pretty and charming, walked up slowly, carrying tea trays made of rosewood.

Black hair, black eyes, slightly tanned skin.

Liu Li stared straight at the two girls. Inexplicably, his blood began to beat violently. He swallowed hard, and his Adam's apple, the size of an egg, moved rapidly up and down.

Hegri smiled and pointed at the two girls: "The Supreme Black Sun has just discovered a world and rescued some suffering natives. They were just sent here from that world. Oh, because of your contribution a few days ago, I have made great contributions, so the higher-level archbishop assigned two to me."

Liu Li lowered his head and responded solemnly.

Why were two girls with typical untouchable features able to appear next to Hercule... It didn't matter. The power of the Black Sun was enough to accomplish some seemingly unimaginable things.

For example, Hercule is clearly the archbishop of the Church of the Black Sun, but he happens to be the head of the Fire Bureau's Special Service Department in Azt City, whose primary responsibility is to combat the Church of the Black Sun. This is not a contradiction!

The power of the black sun!

"Come, try the taste of this tea." Hercule said gently, "This is also a precious local specialty that I collected with great difficulty from the newly discovered world at a great cost. My share is not much, only two taels, but I am willing to share it with my most devout brothers in the church!"

A young girl poured a cup of tea into a beautiful sky-blue porcelain teacup after the rain and gently placed it in front of Liu Li.

Liu Li stared straight at the beautiful fine porcelain teacup. Something related to 'aesthetics' seemed to be awakened deep in his blood - this porcelain, this tea, this rising tea fragrance, inexplicably made his eyes warm, and two tears slowly fell.

Heigel's eyes suddenly became deep and he stared at Liu Li fiercely.

He exhaled and smiled, "Come on, let's give it a try? Oh, by the way, have you found anything recently? Have you noticed anyone who is suitable to become our brother?"

"The church is fighting against those evil guys, and we need more fresh blood!" Hercule said worriedly, "We still have to work harder!"

(End of this chapter)