[{"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-201":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},2265024,4422,"Chapter 201: Emperor?","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-201",201,"\u003Cp>The swarm above the sky was so vast, like a torrent cascading from the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anti-air fire still roared, countless projectiles exploding in midair, plasma streams and lasers flashing blinding light, illuminating Angel’s Keep as bright as day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tens of thousands of insects turned to charred corpses midair, plummeting straight into the moat; the survivors plunged into the thirsty waters as if committing suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ground, Tyranid behemoths, armored in thick chitinous shells, charged through the laser torrents of the defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They crashed into the moat, splashing silver-white water, then sank beneath the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Thirsting Water, once used by the Assassinorum to kill Horus, crackled incessantly, siphoning moisture from the insects’ bodies, leaving behind shriveled corpses, constantly replicating itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the swarm seemed utterly indifferent to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The insects converged, piled atop one another, like a relentless wave, charging fearlessly toward the moat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, both the Blood Angels and the mortals felt they were not fighting an alien foe, but an icy, merciless natural disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swarm advanced coldly and cruelly, deliberately compressing the moisture within the behemoths, reinforcing their bodies with harder chitin, leaving larger carcasses behind in the Thirsting Water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rate at which these carcasses piled up even surpassed the Thirsting Water’s replication speed; lowly Tyranid organisms roared, guarding the behemoths as they fell into the water, a bony dam rising from the corpses, piercing the surface of the Thirsting Water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Attack the dam!!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A furious roar erupted from the Blood Angels’ chaplains:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For the Emperor! He relies on you for victory! On your will and strength! Do not let him down!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laser torrents and bombardments converged on the bony dam; explosions shattered the bridge of insect carcasses several times, but more insects swiftly filled the gaps, using their newly grown, low-moisture bodies as new bridges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These insects would die soon, but their heavily chitinous corpses were immune to absorption by the Thirsting Water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dam drew ever closer to the Imperial lines; the swarm advanced along a road built of death, while the mortals and Astartes behind the line roared in defiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whistle of plasma suddenly rose—but not from the human lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyranid behemoths bearing bio-cannons appeared on the far bank of the moat, firing blinding azure plasma orbs from their weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ion Cannon Beasts!!!!” Luo Ge screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any survivor from Asford would never forget these beasts—they had breached layer after layer of defenses across the city of Fudia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take cover!!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scorching plasma detonated along the line, azure light spilling like newborn stars, illuminating every sector.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a few steps back, You Ji saw the spot he had just occupied explode violently; crackling plasma melted the steel defenses into molten iron, spilling hot across the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Artillery behind the line surged upward, countless shells obliterating the ion cannon beasts on the far bank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But gaps had opened; shrieking Blade Bugs roared across the Thirsting Water’s waves, driving their claws into the banks and clawing their way onto the line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You Ji frantically raised his laser rifle and fired—but he was too close, and these killing-born creatures were too fast; mortals could not aim at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!! Boom!! Boom!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three sharp bolter rounds exploded midair; an Astartes chaplain stood beside You Ji, bolter raised high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You have fulfilled your duty! This line is lost!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chaplain stood before You Ji like a black wall, shielding him from the swarm:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, warrior, take your weapon and retreat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very moment the angels gave the order, the mortals on the line began retreating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sprinted across the sand, fleeing through the ranks of Space Marines toward the rear, into the Void Shields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“May Saint Dora the Dream protect you!” You Ji thought he heard Luo Ge shouting to the Astartes chaplains: “May your bolters’ machine-spirits find eternal joy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chaplain nodded, then took the mortals’ place, bolter in hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You Ji gripped his weapon in terror, dragging his foolish son toward the rear Void Shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his steps were slow; You Ji lived on Bar II, a moon with lower mass and weaker gravity—the gravity of Bar Prime was too heavy for him and his son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They trudged slowly, weaving between tanks, Space Marines, and war machines, breathing air thick with the acrid stench of Tyranid bio-matter, racing desperately toward the Void Shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His son screamed in terror, legs moving but body trembling; You Ji pulled him along, gasping for breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screech!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, You Ji’s son shoved his father hard; You Ji tumbled two meters, crashing onto the sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before You Ji could turn and scold his child, he heard the sound of claws slicing through air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Blade Bug—a Tyranid Blade Bug—had slipped through the Astartes line and lunged inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had his son not reacted in time, those claws would have slit You Ji’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blade Bug reared its grotesque triangular head on the sand, fixing its gaze on You Ji’s son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, the boy’s body was more robust, richer in biomass—drawing the bug’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!!” You Ji’s trembling hand gripped the laser rifle; the moment he held it, a firm resolve seemed to flow into his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a mortal, he could never match the Blade Bug’s speed, never hope to kill such a dangerous creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But You Ji felt as if the rifle guided him—he fired a sharp laser bolt at the bug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The laser pierced the bug’s skull in an instant, the explosive beam consuming its head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You Ji gasped, staring in disbelief at his laser rifle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He—he thought he heard the rifle humming excitedly, thrilled by something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just his rifle—the nearby Void Shield brightened; the bolter fire across the battlefield grew louder, tanks and war machines moved faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if ten thousand machines were screaming in unison; You Ji even heard a crackling sound rising from the moat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Thirsting Water—countless streams—boiled forth from the riverbed, swirling into the air, evaporating into silver-gray particles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Grey Storm,” You Ji murmured, recalling his mother-in-law’s prophecy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun felt his consciousness scattered, stretched vast and immense—so vast his vision encompassed all three Bars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw the Blood Knights and Flesh Tearers holding firm on Bar I, bathed in blood, Yor roaring through the chain-sword in Yor’s hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw the Crimson Blade Chapter holding fast beyond Bar II’s Astropathic Station, through the new power sword in Chapter Master Goren’s grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw Water Seller You Ji sprawled in the sand, gripping his laser rifle, gasping for breath—seen through the countless machines of the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun felt the spirits within these machines roaring, sensed their simple consciousness, felt these steel constructs as extensions of his own soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, Zhou Yun extended his round hand, gently caressing the billions of machines across the three planets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He touched the Void Shields, every laser rifle and bolter, every microscopic nanomachine at the riverbed. Hmm? Nanomachines?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun paused, faintly sensing the nanomachines at the riverbed thrumming with excitement, sensing their intelligence awakening, hearing a cascade of complex mechanical tones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before Zhou Yun could examine these nanomachines further, he felt something alien inside his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if some uncouth person had shoved a lump of corpse flesh into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncomfortable, Zhou Yun tore his gaze from reality and looked inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warm sand dusted his face; the sun blazed in a cloudless sky; the Sakaia River flowed gently, shimmering with silver light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nephew.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An ancient tongue, one Zhou Yun had never heard, echoed along the riverbank—but he understood it without effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of man do you wish to become when you grow up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dark-robed adult man with a deep voice asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.Kind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clear, pure, childish voice rose from the bank—a boy’s voice, untainted by any impurity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.Good. A good man.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if stubbornly insisting, the child spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark-robed man chuckled lowly, as if hearing something deeply amusing, then walked away slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he departed, Zhou Yun finally saw the boy by the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy wore simple clothes, had long brown hair, and washed a beast’s bone in the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly lifted his head, gazing at the bone dripping with water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun saw his face clearly: Central Asian features, light-brown skin, brown eyes, a wreath of laurel branches on his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Emperor?” Zhou Yun whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.” The boy said nothing, head bowed, as if deep in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yellow Fur?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy still gave no reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun rubbed his chin, considering whether to kick him in the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1417,"2026-06-19T20:02:15.665Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","17cfd05ad4ec7ceefd80fa32fb85cb24fefca25d066360fa52e8f1400572c885","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-202","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-200",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]