[{"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-551":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},2265374,4422,"Chapter 551: Blood Ravens: The Weeping Ones and the Clone Swordsman","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-551",551,"\u003Cp>On the All-Knowing Mystery, Gabriel Anglos, Warlord of the Blood Ravens, stood on the bridge, gazing at the magnificent warship appearing on the augury device, and a sense of safety surged within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Red Tear, flagship of the Primarch Sanguinius, the great Glorious Queen-class battleship, reappeared in the galaxy several decades ago, carrying Sanguinius and his sons on a galactic campaign, just as in the Great Crusade ten thousand years prior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About a decade ago, Sanguinius broadcast a message across the galaxy, summoning all loyal sons of Sanguinius to the Red Tear to meet their gene-father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About five or six years ago, this message crossed the warp currents and was intercepted by the All-Knowing Mystery, which was under attack by the Iron Warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For several decades, the Blood Ravens had been targeted by the traitorous Iron Warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those shameless traitors sought to seize the Blood Ravens’ ancestral holy relic, the warhammer Sunderer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forged by Fulgrim, once wielded by Ferrus Manus, and later passed to Perturabo after Ferrus’s death, who further enhanced it, the hammer possessed extraordinary power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the loyal Blood Ravens would never surrender this precious relic, steeped in their chapter’s history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For decades, the Blood Ravens had relied on the Librarians’ prophecies to evade and resist the Iron Warriors’ hunts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this could not last forever; the Blood Ravens simply lacked the strength to stand alone against a Primarch’s wrath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Sanguinius’s message arrived, Perturabo himself was already closing in on the All-Knowing Mystery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon receiving Sanguinius’s call to all his sons, Gabriel Anglos felt tears welling in his eyes, at last feeling he had found refuge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabriel Anglos acted without hesitation and released one of the Blood Ravens’ ancestral relics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a necron hyperspace cube, containing a fragment of a star-god who called himself “Mag Radros.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabriel Anglos made a pact with it: he used a hammer infused with the fury of Skarbrand to shatter the hyperspace cube, releasing the star-god fragment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In return, “Mag Radros” would oppose Perturabo and the Iron Warriors, and teleport the Blood Ravens away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was, of course, a dangerous gamble—but fortunately, the star-god kept his word: after teleporting the Blood Ravens, he stood alone against the Iron Warriors and Primarch Perturabo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This even caused Perturabo’s presence to vanish from the galaxy for several years, giving the Blood Ravens the chance to head for the Red Tear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After thousands of years, the Blood Ravens have finally found our gene-father,” Gabriel Anglos sighed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My lord… are we truly?” asked Apollo Diomedes, former Captain of the Honor Guard, now the chapter’s chaplain, unable to hold back his question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Truly what?” Gabriel Anglos glared at Apollo: “Aren’t we always noble sons of Sanguinius?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at our chapter symbol, look at the relics in our vaults tied to the Blood Angels, look at how we cultivate our spirit through history and artifacts—we are clearly Sanguinius’s sons!” Gabriel Anglos declared firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The company captains on the bridge fell silent for a moment, listening to Gabriel’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Historically, the Blood Ravens had indeed questioned whether they were truly Sanguinius’s sons; after a secret investigation, they uncovered secrets about Sanguinius’s true sons and became certain they were not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, only the Blood Ravens’ high command knew this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t it perfectly reasonable for us to have mistaken ourselves for Sanguinius’s sons?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabriel Anglos, feeling a prickling unease under the stares of the company captains, finally sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if we are discovered to be false, it was unintentional. Sanguinius is a benevolent Primarch—would he condemn us for this? Would he refuse us entry into his crusade?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabriel Anglos did not voice his true thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This ruse would likely fool no one among the Archangel—but Gabriel believed the Archangel would not expose their deception; the merciful angel would accept them. If the Archangel truly refused to accept the Blood Ravens,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Blood Ravens’ only choice would be to fight the Iron Warriors and Perturabo to the death—they lacked no courage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabriel knew what lay stored in his relic vaults; even at the cost of the entire chapter’s destruction, they might still carve a wound into Perturabo that would never heal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Gabriel pondered, the All-Knowing Mystery suddenly veered violently, shaking fiercely and nearly throwing Gabriel to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened?” Gabriel shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost instantly, he understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ship smaller than the All-Knowing Mystery had passed by at dangerously close range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My lord, should we transmit a rebuke?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Ravens never tolerated disrespect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabriel stared at the vessel, paused, then shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ship was ancient, as if ravaged by countless giant insects—even its keel was faintly exposed to the void. Clearly, it was not intentional; the vessel had suffered severe damage and was uncontrollable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was not the main reason Gabriel refrained from reprimanding them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen the ship’s identification code on the augury device: it was the Daughters of Tears, the vessel of the Howling Griffins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Angels’ successor chapter, the Howling Griffins—Gabriel could describe them with only two words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first: reverence. Those warriors were true sons of Sanguinius, noble as their gene-father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long ago, to protect Imperial worlds along the Kraken Hive Fleet’s path and give their populations time to escape, they launched repeated assaults against the Kraken Hive Fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a hopeless battle—even the Blood Angels’ parent chapter needed to summon all Sanguinius’s sons, gathering twenty-five thousand warriors, to oppose a full hive fleet. The Howling Griffins numbered fewer than a thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time Gabriel heard of them was fifty or sixty years ago; they were said to have fewer than three companies then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it seemed they were even worse off than reported—likely on the brink of annihilation.\u003C\u002Fp>",953,"2026-06-19T20:02:16.132Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0d8b18b2c45c4992fe381d05ce800fc8169162a1a886c08264b7199e0d264f4c","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-552","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-550",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]