[{"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-146":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},2264969,4422,"Chapter 146: Reach Out the Round Hand","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-146",146,"\u003Cp>Traveler. Anlakael watched in horror and fury as the Burning Star-God fragment soared through the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient deity’s shadow waved its thin energy wings in a manner utterly beyond physical law, flying toward humanity’s fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What filled Anlakael with rage and terror was that this fragment had already revived to such an extent?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle with the Worm Saint, the consumption of stellar light, the ignition of the entire Nether Star System—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These had nourished the ancient Star-God, slowly reviving it, slowly awakening, slowly reclaiming its self-awareness from its shattered personality and will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it found that single spark of self-recognition within its confusion, the necromancer’s bindings upon it ceased to function entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was the Burning One, Lord of All Burners—entire star systems ablaze had violently stimulated its awakening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Added to this were the vast stellar energies it had stolen from the Blasphemous Twin Stars of the Nether System.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the Burning Star-God fragment had fully broken free of Anlakael’s control, driven by instinct to devour human souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anlakael felt shame and fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For it was he who proposed the plan to ignite the entire star system, he who released the Burning One, and he who had even ordered the Burning One to calibrate the grand prism for speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Burning One’s complete escape and its rise to such power were entirely his fault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether out of hatred for the Star-God, the Necromancer Lord’s duty to reclaim vital property, or the need to suppress the danger of the Burning One’s awakening—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anlakael must rebind this Star-God as quickly as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not let it drink the souls of humanity; so many humans in the Nether System would allow the Burning Star-God fragment to revive to an extremely dangerous level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anlakael turned his gaze to the massive black metal pyramid before him, constantly repaired by necromancer constructs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a tesseract labyrinth, its interior containing complex, folded layers of multiple spacetime zones, a machine built solely to bind Star-God fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This device could siphon the fragment’s own power to fuel itself—the stronger the Star-God fragment, the stronger the binding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anlakael hoped it could subdue the Burning One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light lances pierced the void, macro-cannons scorched the vacuum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Angels’ ships immediately sensed the Star-God fragment had gone berserk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They unleashed every remaining weapon they had upon the material-universe deity wreathed in flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet what followed filled the refugees aboard the ships with terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Burning Star-God fragment merely trembled slightly, its thin wings fluttering as it faced the fleet’s fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the space before it twisted, folded, and overlapped into a complex labyrinth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every macro-cannon shot, light lance, and torpedo bent their trajectories in ways physics could not explain, ricocheting and warping endlessly before the Burning One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It simply waved its hand—and the fleet’s attacks turned to dust, vanishing into the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Star-God fragment, it was composed of the fundamental energies that defined physical law, capable of arbitrarily rewriting it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Na trembled slightly as she watched through the viewport; all refugees who could see the cosmic scene were thrown into panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not understand what this terrifying, flame-wreathed entity was—only that even the fleet’s full salvo could not harm it in the slightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Na took a quiet, deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew that within the Nether System, few could possibly subdue this Star-God fragment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Angels’ Chief Librarian, the mentally unstable Necromancer Lord—and Lei Na thought of Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Na silently bowed her head and prayed to the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On another ship, the Battle Sisters were doing the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The few remaining Battle Sisters knelt devoutly around a sleeping girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a maiden with dry golden hair, her body marked with faint burn scars resembling holy stigmata; her eyes were closed, lost in a dream beyond the material universe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Battle Sisters whispered prayers, their voices carrying unimaginable resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if they believed this fragile girl carried power enough to subdue a Star-God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around them, more refugees gathered, praying to the small, sleeping girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magda, the Grand Abbess, gazed in confusion at Ajelede, who knelt on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Ajelede,” Magda’s voice trembled slightly, “you are saying the Emperor’s spirit manifests in this pure maiden?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I swear it before the Emperor, Grand Abbess.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ajelede, the Battle Sister, lifted her head and gazed with devotion and emotion at the young girl lying at the center of the Battle Sisters:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I witnessed the Emperor’s spirit descend upon this holy maiden. I saw the Emperor’s flame burn holy scars upon her flesh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magda stared at the faint burn scars on the girl’s body—the marks interwoven into the shape of flames. One glance made Magda’s chest suddenly burn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She faintly perceived a divine presence within the girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the deeper, silent recesses of the ship,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dichi led the last few Death-Worship assassins in devout kneeling before two statues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her stood many refugees; with the arrival of the Hive Swarm, death had wrapped itself around Asford, and many refugees, awakened to the awe of death, had devoutly converted to the Death-Worship faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Dichi’s guidance, they devoutly prayed to the Emperor and to the Death-Worship’s Chosen Saint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before them stood two statues:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was the Emperor; the other, a blue cat wearing a pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Praise Saint Doraemon, you who carry out the Emperor’s will, you who awaken the spirits of machines, you who slay the Hive Swarm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Honor Saint Doraemon, may you bring irresistible death to all enemies of humanity, may your pocket devour all blasphemy and corruption.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Death-Worship faithful prayed devoutly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue cat statue raised its round hand, as if guiding these believers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morpheston stood on the bridge of the Blade of Vengeance, weary, watching the Star-God draw near the fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His psychic power was nearly spent; the damage from confronting the Hive Mind had not faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Morpheston knew: few forces in the material universe could harm a Star-God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire fleet relied solely on his psychic power—only the power from the Highest Heaven could oppose this Star-God fragment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Librarians who had followed Morpheston gathered around him, channeling their psychic energy into his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Morpheston, exhausted, froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He faintly saw a blue shadow spreading through the Warp, swiftly dispersing the weakened Hive Mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaotic images flickered before Morpheston’s eyes—he glimpsed something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morpheston snapped his head up, gazing into deep space, toward the side of the Star-God fragment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Traveler. Anlakael appeared beside the Star-God fragment in the blink of an eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him floated a massive machine shaped like a pyramid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anlakael carried no additional weapons—he knew the fleet he brought was utterly insufficient to oppose the freed Star-God fragment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!. Read\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only chance was to bind it in the tesseract labyrinth before the Burning One could react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anlakael swung his scythe toward the Star-God fragment; the tesseract labyrinth obeyed his will, splitting into four segments that coiled around the Burning One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Burning One let out a silent roar; searing flames surged like a stellar halo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tesseract labyrinth shuddered with a piercing vibration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A torrent of fire broke through the seal—before Anlakael could react, it slammed into his metallic body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anlakael dodged hastily, but his metallic arm holding the scythe was torn apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four-segment tesseract labyrinth trembled; its ultra-high node matrix and a set of necromancer-engineered leeches unleashed chains that drained the Burning One’s own power, attempting to bind the savage, berserk Star-God fragment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Burning One roared again, shaking the very structure of the material universe; countless flames rained across the stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anlakael felt the Burning One’s savage, nearly instinct-driven will infiltrating the tesseract labyrinth’s structure, trying to seize control of the cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anlakael felt his data-identity beginning to burn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a terrified roar, snatched up the floating scythe, and charged toward the hovering tesseract labyrinth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He must overpower the Burning One’s will and maintain control over the tesseract labyrinth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anlakael plunged his scythe, infused with his complex will, deep into the tesseract labyrinth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anlakael suddenly heard a door-opening sound echo through the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thin gas Airos had cast into space acted as a medium for sound; Anlakael’s living-metal body heard the faint noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Star-God fragment sensed it too—Anlakael felt a surge of instinctive wariness in the fragment’s will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Burning Star-God fragment let out a roar that shook the material universe; clusters of flames, defying physical law, surged toward the source of the door-opening sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anlakael saw a red-and-pink wooden door appear out of nowhere in space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opened gently; a white round hand reached out from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The round hand held a crimson cloth—seemingly a cloak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dong dong dong dong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Reflective Cloak!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So unbearable—I feel worse today than yesterday. Took medicine after lunch to nap, but someone’s renovation is so loud…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1473,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","82caed84df28617ab170331df4e1f0a5074166876190e4ab76ea4d1e1c98e348","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-147","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-145",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]