[{"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-575":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},2265398,4422,"Chapter 575","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-575",575,"\u003Cp>Gabriel Anglos seized the searing Flame of Fury and tore it from the complex ritual sequence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The burning flames ceased abruptly, releasing the fury of the deceased Blood Angels bound within, which swiftly spread through the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deprived of this fury’s support, the ritual piercing reality and the material universe collapsed with a thunderous crash, and the raging flames within vanished into smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabriel Anglos felt the searing Warp relic of Khorne with astonishment; his ceramite power armor was slowly melting under its intense heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clearly sensed that the power of this relic far surpassed that of the vast majority of holy relics stored in the Raven Guard’s Sacred Reliquary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several other Raven Guards who had infiltrated with him hurriedly reached out to help Gabriel lift the Khorne relic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the ritual collapsed, the Bloodthirster guarding the Flame of Fury finally sensed something amiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson daemon stared blankly at the collapsing ritual, extended its muscular arm, and scratched its head in confusion, unable to understand why the ritual had suddenly crumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning its head with intense bewilderment, it then saw a group of dark red power-armored Astartes frantically lifting the Flame of Fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?” the Bloodthirster let out a bewildered grunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, all the Raven Guards carrying the Flame of Fury turned to stare at the Bloodthirster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bloodthirster froze for a moment, then realized what had happened—his blood surged, darkening his already crimson face even further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thieves!!” the Bloodthirster roared a savage bellow, snatching up his roaring chainsword, stepping into the blood pool, and leaping upward to slash at the Raven Guards carrying the Flame of Fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gabriel Anglos stepped forward, his weapon Shatter-Soul colliding with the Bloodthirster’s blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This mighty warhammer contained shards of the Sword of the Eldar War God, Kaela Mensha Khaine; as it swung, a fury louder and fiercer than even the Bloodthirster’s roared forth, matching the daemon blow for blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bloodthirster and Gabriel Anglos each retreated two steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine opponent! Again!” the Bloodthirster bellowed a battle cry; he had assumed they were merely thieves, never expecting one among them to be such a worthy warrior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good!” Gabriel Anglos gripped his warhammer and roared, his own battle lust ignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bloodthirster laughed wildly—he had long resented his duty to guard this worthless thing far from the battlefield, and now someone was willing to fight, which delighted him immensely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bloodthirster leapt again, his chainsword whirling, devouring air and tearing reality as it slammed down toward Gabriel Anglos, whose face was grim, prepared for mortal combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at that moment, Gabriel Anglos, his elite Raven Guards, and the Khorne relic, the Flame of Fury, were engulfed in a brilliant flash of teleportation light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, in the blink of an eye, they vanished from the cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bloodthirster’s axe swung empty, crashing heavily into the blood pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raven Guard ancestral holy relic: Ancient Teleportation Device!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bloodthirster stared again, then unleashed a string of curses so foul even a Nurgle demon would find them obscene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Red Angel cursed even worse than the Bloodthirster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched helplessly as the Flame of Fury was stolen, the ritual collapsed, the fury of his Sons of Sanguinius that had sustained him vanished, leaving him alone before the golden-and-crimson Primarch before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sanguinius gazed down from the sky, looking upon the Red Angel suspended in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Red Angel felt a bone-deep terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sanguinius had shown mercy to his sons, to the accumulated fury of his sons over ten thousand years—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to the demon forged by Khorne atop that fury, the Red Angel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Red Angel let out a desperate wail and turned to flee, trying to escape Sanguinius’s will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The collapse of the ritual was not entirely bad for him; without the ritual forcing him to merge with Sanguinius, he no longer had to gamble on the infinitesimal chance that he might replace Sanguinius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could escape. He could retreat into his own demonic body and flee into the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sanguinius looked down upon the fleeing Red Angel, silent, making no move to pursue, allowing him to run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Red Angel moved farther from the sky, the things around him gradually shifted from the realm of consciousness into the material plane; all Warp phenomena receded, spirit lost its absolute primacy, and the planet named Corinella reappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Red Angel saw his own body—its flames were slowly dying, his flesh peeling away as the fire faded, turning to ash and dissolving into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The face, once nearly identical to Sanguinius’s, collapsed in an instant, revealing the burning skeleton beneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the Red Angel’s true form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, the body of Melos, the apothecary whom the Red Angel had possessed ten thousand years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That body had been burned by the Red Angel’s flames for ten thousand years, pushed to its absolute limit.\u003C\u002Fp>",811,"2026-06-19T20:02:16.132Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a61ee802a3b8fc0ee36f7e2640d7b7f2ec2c6140f6e3bce33767b81431a8c6eb","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-576","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-574",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]