[{"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-212":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},2265035,4422,"Chapter 212: I! Horus Lupercal Is Back!","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-212",212,"\u003Cp>A humming field erupted from Zhou Yun’s fingers, instantly engulfing most of Khaen’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen’s movements slowed, as if trapped in a viscous bog of time, utterly immobilized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mechanized Device: Stasis Field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ability copied from the tomb guardian’s relic took effect, warping time and turning Khaen into a statue frozen mid-motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the mechanized device’s parameters, Zhou Yun could hold Khaen captive for at least one minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire tomb chamber suddenly shook violently, the Blood God’s roar echoing as if in every ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lord of Red Sands roared and burst forth from the rift in the warp, his body emerging fully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis’s body groaned, blood continuously seeping from beneath his power armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angron’s bestial eyes locked onto Zhou Yun, the thick stench of blood surging toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Khaen inside the stasis field let out a low, slow growl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen moved—not fast, but he moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s stasis field was copied from a miniature relic of the tomb guardian: quick to generate, but narrow in range and incapable of fully halting time like a large-scale stasis field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If one moved swiftly enough, movement within it was still possible. As the Blood God’s power seeped further into reality, Khaen’s strength surged in tandem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He growled and burst free from the stasis field, his razor-edged axe slashing straight for Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun dodged in a flash, but Khaen’s speed reached its peak—before Zhou Yun’s nerves could react, the axe slammed into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Zhou Yun twisted slightly at the last instant; the blow meant for his head struck his shoulder instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dull metallic slicing sound rang out. Khaen’s bloodaxe vibrated violently, then exploded—the transmission mechanism ruptured, and the blade itself cracked with a sharp crackle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen froze for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bloodaxe had indeed cut through the silver-white metal on Zhou Yun’s shoulder, but its transmission mechanism was shattered, and even the molybdenum dragon’s tooth-forged blade now bore multiple fractures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell is this silver metal?! It shattered the bloodaxe’s edge?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, the Primarch Angron used his bloodaxe and bloodfather to dig through ruins—only the chain-saw transmission mechanism was damaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this silver metal managed to shatter the molybdenum dragon’s teeth—and over ten thousand years, the bloodaxe had drunk countless bloods and deaths, growing stronger than ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Khaen hesitated no longer. His instinct as a Chosen of Khorne drove him to draw his blade again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the armor was damaged, without its transmission mechanism, the bloodaxe remained a deadly weapon capable of cleaving flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he needed was to drive it deeper through the gap he’d already opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a normal man, this would be difficult—but for Khaen, Chosen of Khorne, it was effortless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He yanked his axe upward and slashed again toward Zhou Yun’s shoulder—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Khaen!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s voice rose sharply, filled with sincerity, his fingers subtly brushing the Hot-Scene Notepad & Robot Director.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen did not pause. He was the Blood God’s Chosen, embodiment of rage and slaughter—his axe allowed no hesitation; nothing could stop him from claiming skulls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you want to know where Erebus is?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you want to kill Erebus to avenge Angral Tae?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen’s axe halted mid-swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Got him! Seeing Khaen’s axe hang suspended in hesitation, Zhou Yun knew he had succeeded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angral Tae, the Word Bearers, one of the First-Born, an Astartes who coexisted with Chaos demons, was one of Lorgar’s most beloved sons—a symbol of humanity’s coexistence with Chaos, and Khaen’s friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this Word Bearer warrior died by Erebus’s treachery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For in every future Erebus saw, Angral Tae would save Khaen, alter his fate, and prevent him from falling entirely into Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After learning of Angral Tae’s death from Lorgar, Khaen challenged Erebus to a Blood Duel in the arena—but Erebus, terrified of death, escaped through a warp spell at the brink of death, slipping from beneath Khaen’s axe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since then, Erebus, who called himself the Hand of Fate, had avoided Khaen, and Khaen could never find him, shielded as he was by the Four Gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s words, amplified by the Hot-Scene Notepad & Robot Director, carried absolute sincerity—and he spoke no lie. With the Seeker’s Staff, he could indeed locate Erebus; if that failed, he had the Gate of Anywhere and the Truth or Lie Oracle—either way, he could track Erebus down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen’s axe hung suspended, and he sensed the truth in Zhou Yun’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of ancient hatred crossed Khaen’s face; his fury momentarily ceased its rush toward Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun seized this moment of hesitation, his fingers swiftly sweeping across Khaen’s bare arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bare arm was both a mimicry of Nusaria’s gladiators and a memorial to Angral Tae.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it had become Khaen’s weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s other hand pressed the button on the mechanized device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thirsting Water.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A whisper echoed. Crackling sounds rose from Zhou Yun’s fingertip; Khaen’s bodily fluids were violently extracted, his arm instantly wrinkling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it!” Khaen roared. Intense pain and the numb weakness in his arm jolted him back to the reality of this life-or-death battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body became a crimson storm, the chainsword axe slashing with lethal precision toward the gap in Zhou Yun’s Rogue DX suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what happened next once again exceeded Khaen’s expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s body dissolved into liquid. Khaen’s axe pierced the silver fluid—and all the blood on it dried instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ability copied from Thirsting Water transformed Zhou Yun into a liquid weapon composed of nanomachines; his fingers surged into liquid spines, stabbing Khaen’s exposed arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen grunted heavily, his arm shriveling like a corpse in the desert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Khaen’s arm still swung the bloodaxe, the blade cutting toward Zhou Yun’s chest with barely a pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood God’s fury seemed to empower it—Zhou Yun felt a dull, crushing pain in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As shards of the shattered bloodaxe blade sprayed, part of Zhou Yun’s Rogue DX suit was slashed open, and drops of blood trickled out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angron’s roar grew clearer; his body was nearly fully emerging into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis collapsed to the ground, Seth, covered in wounds, stood with the last few Flesh Eaters to block the Bloodletters and World Eaters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen discarded his nearly shattered bloodaxe and raised his plasma pistol, aiming it at Zhou Yun’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Khaen was Khaen—the Chosen of Khorne who once fought Sigismund and Abaddon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun pressed the mechanized device’s button again. A searing laser coalesced at his fingertip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Copied from the defense lasers of Angel’s Keep—according to the Fourth-Dimensional Pocket’s analysis, this weapon was designed ten thousand years ago by Perturabo, a gift given to the Archangel before his betrayal, powerful enough to down a Tyranid battleship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a laser could kill Khaen instantly—but its energy overflow would also kill everyone in the tomb, and possibly collapse the entire chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under these circumstances, Zhou Yun could only gamble: either Saint Guilliman’s remains were unharmed, or they were already shattered and another blow wouldn’t affect resurrection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, Zhou Yun didn’t care anymore—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better than letting Khaen bypass him and corrupt the resurrecting Saint Guilliman with Khorne’s power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Zhou Yun could fire the laser, the entire tomb chamber shook violently for no discernible reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen’s plasma pistol fired—but the tremor caused the blast to miss Zhou Yun’s chest gap, instead grazing his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante, dodging the relentless attacks of the Noen Messengers while piloting his jetpack, stared blankly at the scene before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Noen Messengers had breached the city walls; the Oathbound Legion and Saint Guilliman’s forces had joined the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saint Guilliman’s forces and Dante, using the remaining functional defenses of Angel’s Keep, temporarily held off one Noen Messenger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But another Noen Messenger broke through with unstoppable force, leading a vast swarm of insects into Angel’s Keep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Dante’s eyes, that Noen Messenger radiated profound darkness and ravenous hunger—the Hive Mind had taken residence within it, explaining its immense power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their target was unmistakable: Saint Guilliman’s tomb deep within Angel’s Keep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at that moment, the sky above Baal erupted in flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fire meteor shot from Baal’s upper atmosphere, streaking like a comet straight into the planet’s atmosphere and crashing into Angel’s Keep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angel’s Keep shuddered violently upon impact; blazing fire erupted at its center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Daemon of Khorne, Anglaras, descended into Angel’s Keep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the Noen Messenger possessed by the Great Devourer’s consciousness roared and clashed with Anglaras, turning Angel’s Keep into chaos, shaking it to its foundations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anglaras! You idiot!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen, sensing the source of the tremors, let out a sharp curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shockwave from Anglaras’s landing was so violent that everyone in the tomb staggered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis, already on the verge of collapse, fell to the ground. Angron swung his sword, Sarnari, unleashing a gale of tearing wind that sent Mortis flying like a rag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Mortis no longer anchoring reality, the white-armored warriors from the warp could no longer restrain Angron’s emergence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The former Lord of Red Sands, slave of Nusaria, entered reality before Saint Guilliman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen seized this moment, lunging past Zhou Yun toward the Time-Wrapping Cloth and the Saint Guilliman beneath it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun hurled a device—another stasis field erupted, engulfing Khaen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the mechanized device’s copied effect had ended, Zhou Yun still held the relic from the tomb guardian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You fucking only know this trick?” Khaen growled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen’s speed slowed further—but with the Blood God’s power, even time’s slowing could not hold him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kicked the tomb guardian’s relic away with furious force, breaking free of the stasis field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, Zhou Yun did not stop him—he saw the clock on the Time-Wrapping Cloth had silently stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally alive!!” Zhou Yun cried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khaen saw the Time-Wrapping Cloth before him slowly bulge, then silently dissolve into shimmering light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sacred radiance bathed Khaen; the holy face he had seen eons ago now glowed with a faint, hazy luminescence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ten thousand years.” A clear voice echoed through the tomb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis, slumped in the corner, wept with joy; Seth trembled and knelt to the ground; for the first time in ten thousand years, Khaen felt fear; Angron roared in fury; and the corner of the Khan of Chogoris, who had severed eight blood-mad demons’ heads in the warp, curled into a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ten thousand years! I, Horus Lupercal, have returned at last!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air instantly fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1728,"2026-06-19T20:02:15.665Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","854e5ecefab56f6dcf8feeffecd278d0bb79e56ec8e37cd2cb0c537a473856ae","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-213","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-211",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]