[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te":3,"chapter-i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-130":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm in Warhammer, Please Don't Praise the Doraemon Machine God",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2264953,4422,"Chapter 130: Why are you slapping yourself? Don","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-130",130,"\u003Cp>What the fuck are you sleeping for?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun kicked Augustus Flax in the face while he was hungover,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax rolled off the crimson sofa at once, crawled up from the ground clutching his aching face—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could fully rise, Zhou Yun kicked him again straight in the head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax let out a pig-like scream, slammed into the wall, and couldn’t stand up anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Yun.” Augustus Flax gasped, staring in terror at Zhou Yun approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t kill me,” he pleaded weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could beg further, Zhou Yun reached into his fourth-dimensional pocket,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and hurled the grotesque, twisted triangular head into Augustus Flax’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax stared in horror at the alien head in his lap,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tiberius.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus’s voice was layered with pain, relief, and terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was his brother’s head,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his blood kin, his blood enemy, his fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahahahaha.” Augustus Flax let out a hysterical laugh from his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes as he clutched his brother’s head tightly in both arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tiberius, my brother, hahahaha—I never thought our end would be the same.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax touched the head with a chilling tenderness, examining every detail, as if searching for traces of his brother’s former humanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, dying alongside Tiberius might not be so bad—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SLAP!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun slapped Augustus Flax hard across the face,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>before Augustus could react, he snatched the Hellworm’s head from his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tiberius!” Augustus Flax wailed, not knowing what Zhou Yun intended to do with the head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did I say I gave it to you?” Zhou Yun stepped on Augustus Flax’s shoulder and shoved the head into his fourth-dimensional pocket right before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This head was just for Augustus Flax to see—he still needed to trade it for money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax rasped,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For having driven Tiberius away and provided you with the illegal psyker unit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grant me a swift death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A swift death is also a reward, Augustus.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun looked down at Augustus Flax, his tone devoid of anger, merely stating facts:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You still don’t understand. You never understand. You don’t deserve rewards.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You merely did a tiny fraction of what you were supposed to do,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun glanced at the trembling Augustus Flax,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he felt no anger toward Augustus Flax,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>this man truly wanted to kill him, but that meant nothing. Kill back—that’s what Zhou Yun did, and he did it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One can kill others, and must be ready to be killed in return—that’s fair,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but when Zhou Yun saw Augustus Flax, drunk and passed out in the underground palace, he remembered some people,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he remembered Leina, Old One-Eye, Jeanne, the gang thugs who fought alongside the Stormtroopers in the hive and marched to death, even he remembered Mong and Marquett.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though some took wrong paths, they all tried to save Asford,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>which was Augustus Flax’s duty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when Augustus Flax shamelessly begged for painless death,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>when he begged for reward based on the bare minimum he was supposed to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How dare he?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One sip of his wine could sustain a hive gangster for a lifetime,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet those hive gangsters—even the cowardly ones like Lag—stood on the front lines against the horde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They never asked for anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun felt no anger or hatred toward Augustus Flax,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he simply found Augustus Flax shameless, unworthy of a swift death,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and for such shameless men, he knew a punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khorne’s Chosen, the Eighth Company Master of the World Eaters, Kain, had demonstrated it once with Airebas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly reached out and seized one of Augustus Flax’s arms,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood gushed from Augustus Flax’s shoulder,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun tore off his arm, gripped the stump, and held the palm facing Augustus Flax. “Stand up.” Zhou Yun looked down at Augustus Flax, speaking calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax dared not disobey; he trembled and slowly rose from the ground,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he stared fixedly at Zhou Yun, expecting to see anger, hatred, blame in his eyes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but there was none—only calmness, composure. Zhou Yun even sighed lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SLAP!!!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another slap struck Augustus Flax’s face,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his own palm slapped his own face—Zhou Yun used his severed arm as a weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax stumbled and collapsed against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh dear!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun said in a mocking tone,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you slapping yourself? Don’t be so self-reproachful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax gasped, staring up at Zhou Yun in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain—burning, searing pain—and humiliation overwhelmed him; Augustus Flax broke into sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stand up.” Zhou Yun said again, still waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.Read\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax trembled to his feet, trying to run—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but Zhou Yun gave him no chance,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he swung Augustus Flax’s severed arm again, slapping it across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax collapsed, trembling, onto the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun swung the severed arm, slapping him again and again across the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stand up.” Zhou Yun said once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax struggled to rise,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he thought he had accepted death—but now fear of death returned, swift and overwhelming, greater than all he’d endured in decades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knelt, sobbing, hugging his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t do anything wrong,” Augustus Flax screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun sighed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why are you slapping yourself in guilt?” Zhou Yun swung Augustus Flax’s severed arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Kaelen watched the horrifying scene before him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax—undoubtedly, the pile of flesh before him was Augustus Flax,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it was a mass of ruined meat, bones shattered, flesh pounded to pulp, skin nearly vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weapon that caused this—Captain Kaelen looked at the severed arm lying beside the pile of flesh,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it was Augustus Flax’s own severed arm, the end now a bloody, unrecognizable mess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, someone had used Augustus Flax’s own severed arm to beat him into this pulp,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>what terrified Captain Kaelen most was that he was still alive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax was still alive! Even reduced to this, he was still alive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who did this must have been excruciatingly patient, inch by inch, beating Augustus Flax into this state while avoiding fatal wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Augustus Flax wouldn’t live long—such grievous wounds meant he would die slowly, bit by bit, feeling every moment of his life ebb away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax’s half-exposed eyeballs stared fixedly at Captain Kaelen,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Kaelen understood—he was begging for mercy, for death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My orders from the Chapter Master are to bring you back alive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Kaelen said coldly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he looked around at the piles of empty bottles and rotting fruit, realizing how decadent the Viceroy’s life had been underground,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>while Cadia and Asford people died before the horde,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Kaelen knew Augustus Flax would not survive—he wouldn’t even last until their evacuation from Asford.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Captain Kaelen absolutely respected that man’s wishes—the man who had killed the Worm of the Underworld and saved Brother Afore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let Augustus Flax experience the slow sensation of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found a sack nearby and, with another battle brother, carefully stuffed Augustus Flax into it, then slung it over his shoulder and carried it away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus bearing Augustus Flax, he began the withdrawal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Kaelen could already hear the swarm approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun stood atop a high tower outside the palace, gazing up at the chitinous ocean surging before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swarm knew his location and began its hunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhou Yun was not alone; the hunters were not only the Hive Mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For the Emperor! For Saint Guilliman!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roars echoed from the sky as armored warriors in black suits with red markings descended from the clouds on personal jetpacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the air filled with the roar of flames and the hum of chainswords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the furious, mad roars:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brothers! Let the traitors witness how the Sons of Saint Guilliman crush these blasphemers who defile Terra!!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Kaelen, having withdrawn from the palace, also saw this sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Zhou Yun and he knew: reinforcements had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the black-armored warriors landed, blood sprayed through the tide of aliens; the black-armored warriors became a furious black tide, punishing the blasphemous aliens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Death Company,” Zhou Yun whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1326,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1958e84dff5e179a5853bac76ddef67977fa935d8988381646f821498ef361e3","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-131","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-129",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]