I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods

Chapter 760 - 40: Return (4,000 Words)

Yun You descended upon R District of the Lower District of Nest City No. 3.

As her feet touched the familiar ground, Yun You couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

To her, this was the starting point of her life’s struggle.

Years ago, she fled her broken home, clutching only a few pieces of compressed biscuits and came here, working illegally for a year in a dim, damp black restaurant, her hands almost constantly submerged in detergent, just to save up her first chips for revenge.

She still remembers the first time she encountered Death Domain pollution, right in the alleyways of this district. Back then, holding a dagger, her physique frail like a chicken, she relied on sheer ferocity to slay an Apprentice Death God in the Death Domain.

That day, the blood of the Death God stained her eyes red, allowing her to truly touch power for the first time.

To Yun You, every alley of R District was etched with her memories—there was a garbage can she hid in while being chased by underground gangs, a moment she gazed at the neon lights of Upper City while nibbling on expired bread, a joy when she first clenched a money bag after receiving her wages, and the helpless fury watching colleagues die from oppression.

This place was once a shattered mire, but it was also where her dreams sprouted.

Later, when the Equality Association came to power, Chen Zaikun rose to leadership, Yun You also remembered the spectacle when the news reached the Lower City—the residents flooded the streets with simple celebratory banners, cheers echoing throughout Nest City.

The Equality Association took serious action across the Lower City Area, including R District, tearing down illegal factories everywhere, clearing out long-standing underground gangs, transporting all the polluted waste dumped from Upper City back for treatment, stopping erecting free medical stations, and establishing schools where children could study for free.

During those days, the street lights of the Lower City stayed illuminated overnight, no longer worrying about being robbed on night walks; Doctors at medical stations patiently diagnosed the elderly, no longer requiring families to go bankrupt for antibiotics; The laughter of children running with new backpacks drowned out the past disputes and gunshots.

At that time, R District almost became Heaven in the eyes of the Lower City residents.

But now, Heaven has ceased to exist.

Yun You looked up, the scene before her made her involuntarily take a deep breath.

As the headquarters of the Equality Association, Nest City No. 3 was once the ultimate fortress of humanity resisting the Death God Organization.

The defense arrays personally deployed by Chen Zaikun, the checkpoints guarded by the elite of the Equality Association, patrol teams formed spontaneously by the populace, had made this the strongest city during the apocalypse.

But now, as far as the eye could see, not a trace of defense was left.

The ruins and remnants scattered everywhere, energy barriers once used to repel the Death Domain shattered into twinkling fragments, the flag of the Equality Association thrust into the bloodstains, trampled beyond recognition.

The ground had long been soaked with solidified black-red blood, sticky and slippery when stepped on, occasionally kicking into scattered bones... some belonging to civilians, some to the warriors of the Equality Association. The blood stench in the air was so heavy it couldn’t dissipate, breathing carried a metallic sweetness, and looking up, the sky was stained a somber blood red, sunlight unable to penetrate the haze.

The cries of the living had long vanished, with only the cruel laughter of the Death Gods echoing among the ruins.

Those figures cloaked in black robes, surrounded by the monarch’s twisted black aura, skulked between the remains like starving hyenas.

And the situation grew even more exaggerated...

Yun You could clearly sense—the entire Nest City No. 3, and even farther regions, negative emotions had already accumulated to the brink of explosion.

Fear, despair, anger, pain... these energies that should breed the Death Domain were forcibly suppressed by an even stronger will, unable to coalesce one bit of black aura in the present world.

Replacing the Death Domain were black vortices and spatial rifts scattered throughout the ruins. They were embedded in the earth like scars, continuously emitting twisted monsters that made one’s scalp crawl... some retaining human outlines, yet possessing several bone-spiked arms; others completely mutated, resembling a lump of oozing rot that could spew black energy to corrode everything.

Yun You immediately recognized the essence of these monsters; they were once Apprentice Death Gods like herself, but to receive the monarch’s "blessing," to seek greater power, they willingly sold their bodies and souls, letting the monarch’s power twist them.

And what’s even more pathetic is, these fellows are nothing more than consumables in the monarch’s hands.

Once they’ve "hunted" all life in their designated areas, once their sanity is completely swallowed by darkness, they will follow their instincts, returning to the monarch’s side, then become the food for Yun Tiankui’s chaotic will.

They think they can control this powerful force, think the monarch lacks self-awareness, they can easily manipulate it.

But they will never understand, a being like Yun Tiankui, even if consciousness is muddled, even if unable to issue any clear command, is far beyond their grasp.

Yun You’s gaze swept over the Death Gods and monsters rampaging among the ruins, her eyes devoid of any emotion.

To the present her, these puppets consumed by power are no different in essence from Death Domain creatures. She was unwilling to spare another glance, merely gently lifted her palm, the energy surrounding her fingertips spread silently across the entire ruins.

The power of time flowed quietly.

"Crack!"

The Death Gods tearing at carcasses suddenly started to crack like weathered rocks, unable to even utter a scream, before disintegrating into fine energy particles that dissipated into the air. And the twisted monsters emerging from spatial rifts, their movements abruptly froze, then melted at a visible pace, reverting to their original energy forms.