[{"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-589":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},2265412,4422,"Chapter 589","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-589",589,"\u003Cp>The Spirit Dead Zone, Mezmock Hive World,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the silent streets, two Necrons armed with Gao Si weapons were sweeping through the hive streets,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cadia 184th Regiment landed on this planet several days ago and began engaging the Necrons,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This regiment was led by the famed psyker, Prophet Leina of the Holy Doraemon Church; most of its warriors hailed from the former Asford and their descendants—these hive-born soldiers excelled at urban warfare, and this hive was the perfect ground for their skills,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relying on their own abilities, faith, and Holy Doraemon artifacts, they fought alongside the Astartes who had landed with them on this planet,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A barely perceptible energy arrow suddenly pierced the air; one Necron’s metallic head cracked with a loud pop, then collapsed to the ground,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other Necron hurried to locate the source of the energy arrow, but before he could react, his own head also cracked with a loud pop, and he fell heavily to the ground,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laitlin sniper Hobien. Bai Lu slowly lowered his Ranger-type long-range sniper rifle,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This thing, which felt like bone and seemed almost alive, he won from an Eldar Deathwatch warrior through marksmanship,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldar gear is just better—Necron skulls are tough; standard laser snipers and large-caliber steel needles rarely kill in one shot, neurotoxins are useless against these skeletons, and heavier weapons are too heavy for a Laitlin rat like him to carry,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Eldar and Necrons are old enemies; their weapons are largely designed specifically to counter Necrons, often killing them in one shot, and they’re light enough for a short, elderly man like him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hobien. Bai Lu twisted his body and used his mouth to pull a Lho cigarette from his coat pocket,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smoking this stuff too much harms the eyes—how can a sniper smoke this? Lady Leina has scolded him many times, but Hobien. Bai Lu never changed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, one of his eyes has long been a mechanical prosthesis—how could smoking damage a mechanical eye?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shifted his body, trying to light the cigarette with the smallest possible motion, but half his body still refused to obey,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an old injury,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in Asford, to snipe the Hive Tyrant, half his body was corroded by toxic spore mist; though later healed, it left a lingering flaw,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he grew older, the flaw worsened; Lady Leina had urged him several times to step down and become an instructor,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Hobien. Bai Lu loved sniping—loved lying in shadows, gripping his rifle, waiting for enemies to come before him, then pulling the trigger and watching their frantic panic at the moment of death,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over long years, Hobien’s marksmanship grew ever more refined; sometimes he even turned off his mechanical eye and relied purely on intangible instinct to snipe—and still hit every shot,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen almost no one who could match his skill; once he dueled a company commander of the Dark Angels, and the result was only a draw,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for the Laitlin champion, the great Holy Doraemon, Master Zhou Yun, no one had ever surpassed him in marksmanship,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides his love of sniping, another reason he clung to the battlefield was that he was the last surviving veteran of the Cadia 184th,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not from Asford—he was a veteran of the Cadia 184th who had fought alongside General Droster across the stars in the early days,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those original veterans had died on the Asford battlefield, or fallen on Cadia, or perished in long campaigns, or retired to become instructors; only Hobien. Bai Lu remained on the front lines,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt a stubborn conviction—that if he stepped down, wouldn’t the Cadia 184th vanish entirely from history?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laitlin people are like this: cunning, bastards, vengeful, and never willing to yield,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he was nearly a hundred years old,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hobien’s lighter slipped from his wrinkled fingers before he could light it,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cursed, but his voice was faint—almost inaudible,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hobien. Bai Lu suddenly felt weak, drained of strength,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stasis?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts felt slightly sluggish,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hobien recognized this phenomenon—many Imperial Guard troops had experienced similar conditions in the Nephelim Sector,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Cadia 184th had strong faith; most were resistant to such effects,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hobien had resistance too, but weaker than the Asford men—perhaps his faith wasn’t strong enough, perhaps he was too old, or perhaps simply because he was a subhuman,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old fool, nearly a hundred and still refusing to yield—going to die here, aren’t you?” Hobien cursed himself, leaning heavily against the wall, his will rapidly fading,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed bitterly—their mission had been simple: tear open a breach on the battlefield to create a landing zone for the main force; the mission was already complete, the main force had begun landing,\u003C\u002Fp>",786,"2026-06-19T20:02:16.132Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","baafeb35df5b26f2c0deb80d02e5132b86920f317a5161e5d6c05925ca2430ea","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-590","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-588",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]