Chapter 147: This Is What I Picked Up!

"Ding ding ding ding! Bounce Cloak!!"

A blood-red cloak flashed through the pitch-black starry sky, effortlessly deflecting the searing flames launched by the Star God.

A blue, rounded figure stepped out from the pink-tinged wooden door and entered the sea of stars.

The blazing light emanating from the Burning Star God illuminated his form.

It was a creature with a plump, round head, a red nose, a long beard, a bell around its neck, a pouch hanging from its belly—resembling both a raccoon cat and an earless cat.

The figure wore no protective gear, floating in the starry void, seemingly unaffected by the harsh external environment.

Combined with its unique appearance, the figure gave Dante the uncanny impression that it did not belong to this world.

"He's finally arrived…" Mephiston said dryly, watching the scene from afar.

His voice was low and cold, as if recalling the horrifying visions he had seen in the Warp.

Inside the ship's cabin, the refugees reacted differently.

Some were bewildered, some terrified, others joyful and devout.

Under the preaching of the Cult of the Dead, many Asfordians had at least heard of "Doraemon."

The small group of converts to the Cult of the Dead knelt devoutly on the floor, whispering praises to Doraemon, who stood among the stars.

Even among those who had never believed before, many could not help but begin to pray.

Only Leina's expression twitched slightly.

She stared at the blue figure beyond the viewport and muttered bitterly: "Zhou Yun…"

The Burning Star God's fragment instinctively sensed danger; it roared, and the surrounding space trembled as endless flames surged forth.

Anarquel felt the fluctuations in the Burning Star God's will; he roared and drove his scythe deeper into the hypercube labyrinth, using his complex and powerful will to resist the Burning Star God's will, temporarily trapping it within the hypercube labyrinth.

The Burning Star God roared and thrashed, trying to break free from the hypercube labyrinth…

A silver blade sliced through the flames; white wings edged with blue unfurled across the starry void.

A mask of pure gold, engraved with the sacred face of Saint Guilliman, glowed brilliantly in the firelight.

"Saint Guillinno?" Dante whispered. Standing beside the blue figure was Saint Guillinno—the legendary warrior who only appeared when the Chapter faced its greatest peril.

But the refugees in the cabin knew nothing of Saint Guillinno.

When they saw the golden mask of Saint Guilliman and the white wings, they immediately believed Saint Guilliman had manifested in the stars.

Countless refugees wept with emotion and devotion, kneeling and praying before the radiant figure.

They also prayed to Doraemon's form—someone who stood alongside Saint Guilliman could not possibly be a heretical faith.

That blue figure must be equally sacred.

The Battle Sisters knew more.

"A Living Saint?" High Sister Magda murmured, gazing at the legendary figure of Saint Guillinno.

She had only heard rumors of Saint Guillinno; now seeing him in person, she felt this being resembled Saint Celestine—a mysterious entity worthy of the title Living Saint.

Yet this Saint Guillinno seemed uniquely tied to the Blood Angels.

And what of the blue figure beside him?

Was he also a Living Saint? Or something else entirely?

High Sister Magda was uncertain…

Saint Guillinno burst forth from the pink-tinged wooden door, his blade slicing through roaring flames.

He flared his wings and, in the blink of an eye, reached the Star God fragment's side.

The roaring Star God fragment was still struggling to escape the hypercube labyrinth.

Beside the hypercube labyrinth, Anarquel, locked in a battle of wills with the Star God fragment, turned his gaze toward Saint Guillinno.

The golden mask on his face—Anarquel had seen it before on Dante's face and in the hands of the Silent King…

"A demon of the Empyrean?" Anarquel whispered.

Anarquel seemed to perceive the Warp nature of this being.

Saint Guillinno remained silent, ignoring him, and raised his silver blade, driving it hard into the Star God fragment.

A pure white light tinged with blue erupted from his blade, colliding violently with the Star God fragment's Warp energy.

Instantly, the air filled with the clash of searing fire and pure blue-white light; the Star God fragment's body was visibly pushed back into the hypercube labyrinth.

The blue figure moved effortlessly through the roaring flames, as if untouched by them.

These flames were the power of the Star God fragment—the same flames that once burned through the Webway's gates, flames beyond physical law, fuelled by all things.

Yet the blue figure was bathed in them, unharmed. Anarquel stared in shock, his metallic body's data personality momentarily stunned.

Especially given his research into time among the Necrons, he could faintly perceive something on the blue figure's form.

The blue figure's form was woven with multiple complex timelines, as if overlapping multiple versions of itself.

Whether past or future, this blue figure had undertaken time travel more than once—leaving clear traces upon it.

Anarquel recalled the scene he had witnessed in the sub-basement gene-thief outpost.

The time-traveler who had destroyed the gene-thief's biomass pool.

"You?" Anarquel realized. The time-traveler he had seen there was this very being.

The blue figure glanced at Anarquel, then ignored him, walking toward the Star God fragment bound by the hypercube labyrinth.

The Burning Star God fragment roared and hurled balls of searing flame at the blue figure.

The blue figure simply shook his red cloak, and the flames were effortlessly deflected.

At the same time, the red cloak dissolved into points of light.

But the blue figure had already reached the Burning Star God fragment's side.

"You only need to attack Him, keeping Him unable to resist the hypercube labyrinth's restraint!"

Anarquel shouted:

"He is a fragment of a Star God—nearly impossible to kill, only capable of being bound and imprisoned."

"Only my hypercube labyrinth can achieve this."

Anarquel believed this was the only way, and assumed Saint Guillinno and the blue figure would cooperate.

But—

"No need." The blue figure chuckled, reaching out its plump hand toward the hypercube labyrinth.

The Burning Star God fragment hurled searing flames; Saint Guillinno's form flickered, teleporting instantly before the blue figure.

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So fast that even Anarquel's living-metal eyes could not track it.

Saint Guillinno flared his white-and-blue wings, shielding the blue figure from the Burning Star God fragment's flames.

Without Saint Guillinno's restraint, Anarquel immediately sensed the Star God fragment's resistance intensify.

He felt as if his data personality was beginning to burn; flames now coiled around his scythe.

"Damn it!!!"

Anarquel cursed furiously:

"Without me, without the hypercube labyrinth—how will you deal with the Star God fragment?"

Hearing this, the plump blue figure merely smiled, grabbed the hypercube labyrinth, and shoved it into the pouch on his belly…

The hypercube labyrinth, forged of living metal and imprisoning the Burning Star God fragment, liquefied like fluid, dragging the fragment into Zhou Yun's fourth-dimensional pouch.

【Item Name: Hypercube Labyrinth】

【Origin: Pyras Tomb World】

【Rating: A simple application of dimensional technology—a labyrinth cage created by folding dimensions, sustained by the Star God fragment's own energy; the stronger the imprisoned fragment, the stronger the restraint. Suitable for children's maze entertainment.】

【Production Time: Approximately 65 million years ago】

【Condition: 90% new.】

【Value: 1, 00, 00】

【Item Name: Burning Star God Fragment】

【Origin: Extinct Star System】

【Rating: A fragment of a purely physical universe deity—one of the first lifeforms born at the dawn of the universe, composed of pure energy that established the universe's fundamental constants. Feeds on stellar energy and souls. This fragment belonged to the Burning One, who once opened the Webway's gates and scorched the glory of the Old Ones. But this fragment is merely the fading afterglow of its former power, its will and personality shattered beyond recognition. Has minor research value; thermally hot, pungent, effective for dispelling dampness, strengthening the spleen, regulating qi, and resolving phlegm—suitable for those with weak spleen-stomach and excessive dampness.】

【Production Time: Approximately 65 million years ago】

【Condition: With hypercube labyrinth outer casing.】

【Value: 1, 00, 00, 00】

Zhou Yun hesitated not and chose to sell.

The Star God fragment, engulfed in roaring flames, vanished in an instant from the fourth-dimensional pouch.

Over a billion credits flowed into Zhou Yun's account.

Zhou Yun exhaled softly, instantly feeling refreshed, light, and utterly comfortable.

Now he had enough to exchange for the item that might resurrect Saint Guilliman.

Beside him, Anarquel's mechanical eyes, glowing brightly, widened in obvious bewilderment—as if struck by a massive shock.

He stared fixedly at Zhou Yun's fourth-dimensional pouch, his expression clearly asking: Where's my Star God fragment? Where's my huge Star God fragment?

"What're you lookin' at?!"

Zhou Yun noticed Anarquel's gaze and quickly covered his fourth-dimensional pouch with his plump hand:

"This is what I picked up!"

Feeling awful—I got a shot this afternoon, slept it off, but still feel terrible. I typed this lying in bed with a tablet on a desk board; efficiency's low. Next chapter might be late.

(End of Chapter)