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City of Injustice core district.
Deep underground at the headquarters of the Celestial Punishment Association.
The vast underground space remained shrouded in the flickering glow of the oil lamps and the lingering sweet, decaying odor.
The immense Cross stood in the center of the space like an everlasting tombstone.
On the beam and pillar of the Cross.
Chen Wudi's withered body was tightly bound to the center of the Cross by several black metal chains that shimmered faintly, his head drooping weakly, face obscured by messy hair, his breath as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.
Directly below the Cross.
A figure in a crimson robe stood silently.
The robe's edges were embroidered with intricate, twisted patterns of thorns and eyes in dark gold thread.
The wide hood completely covered his face, revealing only a pair of nearly fanatical eyes.
He gazed up at the lifeless body on the Cross.
His mouth recited softly in a language with awkward syllables.
