[{"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-173":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},2264996,4422,"Chapter 173: The Warp Return My Big-Breasted Saint Guilliman","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-173",173,"\u003Cp>“Four-clawed Dante! Four-clawed Dante! Four-clawed Dante!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the gene-thieves in the assembly hall raised their voices, shouting the name of the massive gene-thief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gene-thief chieftain stood nearly seven meters tall, four blade-like claws glinting with black-red radiance in the dim light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thick chitinous carapace encased its blood-red body, extending all the way to its massive triangular head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Embedded in that skull were a pair of malevolent crimson eyes, behind which proliferated enormous brain tissue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One glance told Zhou Yun this gene-thief was clearly far stronger than the Hellworms of Asford.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This parasitic demigod had likely dwelled on Bar for centuries, growing steadily over time into this horrifying form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the chieftain’s appearance clearly differed from ordinary gene-thieves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it due to its uniquely distinct human genetic sequence, the Tyranids’ intervention, or the influence of Bar’s crimson radiation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless, its malice far surpassed that of the Hellworms, like a purer, bloodthirsty beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The behemoth’s gaze swept across the entire assembly hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though struck by its terrifying presence, the gene-thieves showed no fear—instead, they cheered louder, chanting Four-clawed Dante’s name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing beside Four-clawed Dante, the gene-thief high priest, Mindbrain. Mephiston, stepped forward slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the chief psyker of the gene-thief race, she was the living embodiment of the chieftain’s will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mindbrain. Mephiston’s slender, blue-tinged eyes, emerging from her proliferated brain tissue, scanned the gathered gene-thieves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My brothers! Offspring of the pure blood of Winged Saint Guilliman!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four evangelists stood beside the high priest, amplifying her voice through massive speakers:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From the moment of our birth, we have known: we are the true masters of Bar, the purest children of the Archangel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We are united. We are loving. We are as brothers. We are civilized. We are rational. We are orderly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But these ghouls—these blasphemous ghouls—have seized Bar, which rightfully belongs to us! These ghouls, dwelling in the Angel’s Keep, whose veins run with blasphemous blood!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These beasts arrogantly claim to be Saint Guilliman’s children, yet their Saint Guilliman bears blasphemous bird wings!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bird wings! Dear friends, let us think rationally! If bird wings were to carry a man aloft, that man’s pectorals must be at least one meter thick!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mindbrain. Mephiston’s voice dripped with mockery:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good heavens—if Winged Saint Guilliman were truly pure, untouched by any blasphemous warp power, then he must have had astonishingly magnificent breasts!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the gene-thieves burst into delighted laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun couldn’t help laughing too—only Mephiston kept a face as grim as if her father had just died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, Zhou Yun was starting to like these cunning bastards—they were too entertaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun couldn’t help glancing at the winged figure in Bai Guang’s corner, focusing especially on his pectorals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winged figure in Bai Guang said nothing; his entire body glowed as if engulfed in roaring white flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He himself had once complained to Zhou Yun about this, admitting he was the first Primarch to realize he might be tainted by the warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, any Primarch with a superhuman mind, seeing the wings on his back, would realize they made no sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither aerodynamic nor biological.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun couldn’t help feeling sorry—if not for the warp, Saint Guilliman would have needed to grow one-meter-thick pectorals just to fly. The warp truly did nothing but evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the gene-thieves’ reaction, the high priest smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now look at those Blood Angels holed up in their so-called Angel’s Keep! A horde of two-meter-tall man-eating trolls!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They are divided, sharing the same blood yet shattered into countless battle chapters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They hate each other, claiming to be children of Saint Guilliman yet filled with contradictions.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They call themselves brothers, yet each holds entirely different customs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They claim to be humanity’s protectors—but look at what they’ve done!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gene-thief high priest raised her voice, roaring in fury:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They keep humans as blood slaves! Mix blood into wine for tasting! Slaughter civilians and devour their flesh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In their towers, monsters sprout fangs, thirsting for blood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In their hearts, black rage and curses fester.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ancient undead ghouls, aged a thousand years, rule them. Pale vampire-wizards risen from death are worshipped by them. Blasphemous blood is used to twist the pure human form!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Blasphemy! Blasphemy! Blasphemy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun watched Mephiston nearby—the pale vampire-wizard risen from death—clenching his fists tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he not been waiting to hunt the Lictor, Mephiston would have already fired a psychic cannon and blown this hall to rubble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But the long wait is finally over!!!” the high priest raised her arms, roaring:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Centuries of hibernation have ended! We shall surge from the desert and overthrow the ghouls’ tyranny!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The voice of Winged Saint Guilliman has reached our ears—a holy song ringing loud, the flutter of wings sharp and beautiful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the great living saint, Saint Guilliel, shall soon arrive on Bar. The sacred eggs bearing his body shall fall from the sky, crashing into the desert.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We shall welcome it, and let its divine guidance lead us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fifteen great champions of Winged Saint Guilliman shall join me and Lord Four-clawed Dante to the site where the eggs fall, to witness Saint Guilliel’s birth!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A thousand years! The descendants of the salt miners on Bar-2 have served the Emperor for a thousand years!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante stood atop the high dais of the Crimson Grand Hall, wearing a golden mask carved with Saint Guilliman’s face, gazing at his allies:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have lived a long time, witnessing things I could never have imagined.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Each century of my life has brought a new terror to test our Empire.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have witnessed the awakening of the Necrons. I have seen the rise of the Tau Empire.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.read\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When the Hive Fleets arrived from beyond the galaxy, devouring our worlds, I was there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When the Ork warlord Skulltaker invaded Armageddon three times, I was there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson blood gleamed on Saint Guilliman’s mask; Dante raised his voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have seen chapters fall. I have witnessed worlds destroyed. I have seen the Emperor’s armies wither from traitorous betrayal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have seen the ambition of the vain turn the innocent into food for the filthy, ravenous dark.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have witnessed all this. I have faced all this. Yet the Empire stands! The Blood Angels stand! The children of Saint Guilliman stand!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante placed his hands on the table, leaning forward, staring at his allies:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, when you look up at the stars, you see only darkness—because the Tyranids blot out their light.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, when you face your enemies, you are horrified by their numbers—because the Tyranids seem endless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, when your souls enter the warp, you witness emptiness and agony—because the warp’s shadow is insatiable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You see all this, and you believe we cannot win. You believe we stand on ground doomed to defeat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante stared at the silent Blood Chapters before him, his voice thick with clear, blood-soaked fury:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But we will win. I tell you—we will win.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We must confront the curse upon us. Know that this rage comes from Saint Guilliman—and unleash Saint Guilliman’s boundless fury upon those damned aliens!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fist slammed onto the table, cracking the newly laid marble:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Empire shall endure! The Blood Angels shall endure! Bar shall endure! The blood of Saint Guilliman shall endure!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I swear by the blood on my brow and the blood in my body—we shall triumph on ground destined to fall! Here, on Bar, the Leviathan shall die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante took a deep breath; his roar echoed throughout the Crimson Grand Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rage surging from Dante infected every brother who carried Saint Guilliman’s blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That crimson fury spread like ripples rising slowly from a blood pool, passing from one to another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scent of blood surged through the Crimson Grand Hall; every warrior’s twin hearts pounded fiercely, every warrior’s soul burned with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A connection beyond material limits spread among the leaders of each chapter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were astonished to realize how close they truly were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same blood. The same curse. The same rage from Saint Guilliman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence lingered in the Crimson Grand Hall for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it shattered under a roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dante!” came the furious, unstoppable cry: “Dante! Dante! Dante!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space Marines roared, pounding their armored chests with iron-clad fists—the metallic clangs rang through the Crimson Grand Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their fury burned like freshly forged swords—red-hot, searing, yet fused as one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante gazed at this scene, knowing that emotionally, these warriors were now united.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now came the harder task: to command, to militarily reforge these brothers, separated for ten thousand years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the true challenge. May Saint Guilliman protect us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante’s fingers gently touched the blood on his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not see, in the warp, behind him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the winged figure in roaring white light slowly drawing his wings around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1450,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8a2fd20eeb691671ca1c0b546e1c52b2283da8a8cc6d15aa385623c0b48f8fe9","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-174","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-172",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]