[{"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-600":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},2265423,4422,"Chapter 600","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-600",600,"\u003Cp>“Him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Thor heard that cold voice, he froze for an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who is he?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thor had completely lost contact with the Empire; he knew nothing of its condition, and the Empire knew nothing of his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under these circumstances, he could not possibly have reinforcements—unless Saint Dora the Dream appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Saint Dora the Dream had fallen into slumber decades ago and no longer walked among mortals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at that moment, a crisp sound of a door opening suddenly rang out, piercingly clear in the empty cabin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Thor could comprehend what was happening, a whistling sound tore through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A warhammer, too massive even for an Astartes, shot forth from behind Immotek and slammed straight toward his metallic skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warhammer surged with roaring thunder, resembling a lightning storm hurtling through space; Immotek’s warrior instincts flared—he twisted instantly, raising his Staff of Annihilation to block the incoming hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Atoms themselves were torn apart in an instant; searing emerald-green lightning clashed with the warhammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to Immotek’s shock, the lightning unleashed by his necrotic-tech staff failed to stop the massive hammer—as if the craftsmanship behind the hammer surpassed even his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emerald lightning shattered in an instant; the warhammer struck like a meteor at the Storm King’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Immotek’s hollow eyes, green light flickered rapidly; the Necron Overlord displayed peerless martial skill, swinging his Staff of Annihilation to intercept the hammer, instantly draining its force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warhammer grazed Immotek’s body and crashed into the metal floor, causing the entire ship to shudder slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immotek whirled toward the source of the door’s sound and saw a reddish-pink wooden door standing abruptly amid the pitch-black cabin, as if existing on a different layer from its surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Immotek could react, a brilliant flash of teleportation light erupted beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Vulcan was right—the hammer should’ve had a teleport beacon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scent—like black mandrake, night-blooming cereus, and vanilla—passed through the air; suddenly, a tall, slender figure of interwoven purple and gold appeared in Immotek’s peripheral vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure seized the warhammer and swung its head directly at Immotek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immotek extended his left claw; the flame gauntlet on it ignited with emerald-green flames and clashed against the warhammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this hammer condensed the wisdom of at least three Primarchs—Forged by Fulgrim, modified by Ferrus, and refined over ten thousand years by Perturabo; even the power of Necron weaponry seemed feeble before it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immotek’s arm twisted, cracked, and shattered instantly under the hammer’s blow, reduced to a mangled mass of metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Storm King’s logic core processed at maximum speed—he severed his own arm and immediately retreated from the purple-and-gold figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arm restored itself in an instant; this was the trait of Necron living metal—the higher the rank of the Necron body, the more advanced and exquisite its self-repair, the faster its regeneration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immotek’s Sautek Dynasty was among the most powerful in the entire Necron Empire; his body’s strength ranked among the very top of all Necrons, second only perhaps to the Silent King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immotek stepped back, and the surrounding spacetime blurred instantly—he and the towering purple-and-gold figure were now over ten meters apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in that same instant, several Astartes appeared behind him, as if they had anticipated his teleportation precisely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These Astartes wore power armor interwoven with purple, gold, and white, identical to Thor’s—but all were rare Underworld-class Terminators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their armor was lavishly adorned, layered with golden carvings of wings and eagles, gems of red and purple gleaming brilliantly; in their hands they held not common power swords, but power lances resembling those of the Imperial Guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their sharp lance tips interlocked into a lethal net, stabbing directly at Immotek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sudden assault forced Immotek’s logic core to accelerate further; the cold, emerald coolant within him surged violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How had these Astartes suddenly appeared beside him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a pocket dimension, no High Heaven reaction—it was as if this was an entirely new technology, utterly alien to all known spatial techniques in this universe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Immotek reacted swiftly; his metallic cloak shuddered violently, and countless Blood-Emperor beetles surged outward in a silver tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These nano-mechanical Holy Beetles were originally meant to infiltrate enemies’ bodies stealthily, luring Necron Skin- Bozhe  into ambush—but now Immotek used them directly as weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boundless silver tide surged toward the Astartes, briefly halting their advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at that moment, an Astartes clad in Mark IV power armor from the Great Crusade suddenly appeared before Immotek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His power armor, too, was interwoven with purple and gold—but unlike the Terminators, it bore numerous markings of phoenixes, the number three, and laurel wreaths; moreover, his body was inscribed with countless battle oaths, sharp and glaring, like terrifying curses etched in scripture.\u003C\u002Fp>",782,"2026-06-19T20:02:16.132Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","cd444ba3d039f0cea1f02bcaffeef2281cafc6f4fa475d30fff1c5c5c3083976","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-601","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-599",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]