[{"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-21":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},2264844,4422,"Chapter 21: The Last Shadow Wolf","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-21",21,"\u003Cp>“Lyn Rus, you bastard!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monge shouted at Zhou Yun, who stood outside the Corpse Guild’s entrance:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re still inside, and you just sprayed us with a laser rifle?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s lips curled into a brilliant smile: “I never thought it would be so coincidental—you two are here too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet picked up the rusted, decaying triangular sword from the ground and shoved it into his clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at Zhou Yun with mild disbelief; this man clearly knew he and Monge were inside the Corpse Guild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet and Monge had both been masked until now,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet Zhou Yun recognized them at a glance, and showed no surprise at their being mutants,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>which meant Zhou Yun had been watching them from nearby the moment they removed their hoods and entered the Corpse Guild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet couldn’t help but shake his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monge seemed oblivious to this, muttering a few curses about Zhou Yun’s lack of honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Zhou Yun’s brilliant smile never faded, sending a chill down Malkiet’s spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Though I nearly wounded you, I also saved your lives.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun stood two or three meters from the Corpse Guild’s entrance, addressing them:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the fact that you two are mutants? That’s not good at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, twelve laser rifles rose behind Zhou Yun, all aimed at Monge and Malkiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monge froze in place; Malkiet’s body stiffened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lyn Rus, we are mutants, yes—but we’re not criminals.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet slowly raised his hands and shook his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everything I said before was true—we came here to save Asford.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We… we were guided by the Angel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Angel?” Zhou Yun visibly paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, the Angel.” Malkiet nodded firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which Angel?” Zhou Yun’s lips curved into an intrigued smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who else could it be?” Malkiet shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, how coincidental—I was guided by the Angel too,” Zhou Yun said, nodding with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, it was Malkiet who froze, studying Zhou Yun from head to toe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Doesn’t look like it,” Malkiet muttered under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I agree,” Zhou Yun said, nodding in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned his gaze to the Corpse Guild behind Monge and Malkiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since I saved your lives, and we’re all guided by the Angel—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could you do me a favor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun said with a light laugh:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s a safe with a small stasis field installed. Did you see it? Help me bring it out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, Monge and Malkiet both froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet glanced at Zhou Yun—standing two or three meters from the Corpse Guild’s entrance, arms crossed, twelve laser rifles hovering behind him—and his lips twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, he had no intention of stepping inside the Corpse Guild at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn heavy,” Monge grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one-meter-tall ceramic-steel safe had been dragged out of the Corpse Guild by both him and Malkiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun reached out and gently traced his fingers over the safe’s ceramic-steel casing,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>whose true value lay not in its thick shell, but in the small stasis field inside—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a remnant of Golden Age human research into time technology, capable of creating a region where time nearly halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the field, this technology had once been weaponized into devices called “Stasis Bombs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas the Deceiver of the Space Wolves had replaced his own heart with a Stasis Bomb,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so that if any fool killed him, the bomb would detonate, freezing both killer and killed in timeless stasis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Old One-Eye’s intel, the stasis field in this safe was a degraded version, capable only of slowing time slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for preserving a notebook, it was more than enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled the Anywhere Ring from his fourth-dimensional pocket and clipped it onto the safe,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and through the circular aperture created by the ring, Zhou Yun saw what was stored inside:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a notebook bound in thick cream-colored paper, wrapped in soft black lamb leather, with an elastic strap attached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bondzman No. 7, custom-made by Ignes Kalkas from a hive city in the Terra polar region—only two hundred copies produced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun slowly used telekinesis to draw the notebook from the safe,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and though ten thousand years had passed, it had clearly been preserved with care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s this notebook?” Monge asked, his curiosity piqued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was clearly intrigued by a notebook requiring a stasis field for preservation,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>especially one kept in the office of the Corpse Guild’s divisional director.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Probably just a collection of poems,” Zhou Yun said, shaking the notebook in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After glancing at the notebook and seeing no signs of ancient blasphemous sorcery, Monge lost interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun held the notebook and began recalling the works of this poet from ten thousand years ago:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Praise of Unity,” “The Imperial Epic,” “Oceanic Poems,” “Introspection and Hymns,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the one that got him killed: “We Have Only Truth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered which one was inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun opened the notebook and found a slip of paper Jiazaifeiyejian , clearly torn from the book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It bore heavy, forceful script—too powerful to be the hand of a mortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft sigh came from the winged figure within the white light at Zhou Yun’s corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s Captain Loken’s handwriting,” he whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captain Loken, commander of the Tenth Company of the Sons of Horus, member of the Four Kings Council advising Horus, once stood beside Abaddon at the Warmaster’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the loyalist Sons of Horus, the last Shadow Wolf of Istvaan III.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slip was a battle oath—a vow Astartes typically swore before combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this oath was written by Captain Loken to the mortal Ignes Kalkas, demanding he keep silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I swear to Captain Gavriel Loken, by Terra and the Emperor, to keep strictly secret all that transpired tonight, and to reveal nothing of it to any soul.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun whispered the words on the slip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned the page:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Captain Loken demanded I keep silence, but First Captain Abaddon nearly broke my neck—I need to vent my fear.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is my private journal. Writing down what just happened—surely that doesn’t break my oath?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As I told Captain Loken: ‘Even the most gifted actor could never match Erebus’s performance today.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Erebus claims Viceroy Tamb betrayed Horus—not the Emperor. He turned it into a personal grudge, manipulating and deceiving the Warmaster.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This can’t be good. First Captain Abaddon may have been involved too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I saw him hand Erebus a silver coin. Perhaps a token of some warrior brotherhood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1061,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0af42599264c752cfe855cee3d24cbdb085026fcc9aba77a92698f137a403a92","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-22","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-20",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]