[{"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-613":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},2265436,4422,"Chapter 613: The Reserve, Stand Fast!","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-613",613,"\u003Cp>Howling spiritual energy erupted across the surface of a Lament-class assault vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melphiston’s spiritual energy coalesced into a spear shimmering with starlight, tearing through the void to pierce the living-metal hull of the vessel, leaving a molten burn scar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Red Tear’s light lances and macro-cannons followed, effortlessly shredding the crescent-shaped Necron vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Angels’ fleet, centered on the mighty Glorious Queen-class battleship Red Tear, launched a swift strike against the exposed left flank of the Storm King’s fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force guarding the Storm King’s left flank was led by Zhalang, overlord of the vassal dynasty Alrimalok.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Necron overlord had never suppressed his impulse to pursue the Wailing Angels, and like Nazar on the right flank, chose to turn his course rightward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This left Zhalang’s left flank protruding and vulnerable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Blood Angels’ fleet suddenly appeared, Zhalang did not order a halt to the turn or a reformation of formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For he saw the Storm King had unleashed three Star-fragment deities, and assumed the Blood Angels’ fleet could never break through the line formed by three such entities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after Xigaoqi emerged from the Webway and used lies as threads to deceive and manipulate the three Star-fragment deities into turning on each other did Zhalang frantically order his fleet to reverse course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He demanded his fleet swiftly shift from right turn to left turn to block the Blood Angels, but it was already too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xigaoqi warped spacetime with the Master Star-fragment, instantly shortening the distance between the Blood Angels’ fleet and Zhalang’s fleet—within the blink of an eye, the human fleet sliced into Zhalang’s like a sharp blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhalang’s fleet was still executing his left-turn command; the two maneuvers overlapping caused his forces to descend into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emerald light exploded in the void, countless vessels torn apart, the entire universe seeming dyed green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Red Tear was a streak of crimson within that emerald, the flagship of Saint Guilliman, the Primarch’s warship, the Glorious Queen-class battleship’s might laid bare before the Necrons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Powerful Necron vessels were crushed by the Red Tear and the nine Melphistons standing atop its prow, as the ship surged straight toward Zhalang’s flagship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhalang desperately called for aid from the Storm King, begging him to turn leftward to support him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Has Xigaoqi stripped him of all military sense?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Storm King growled in accusation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not an insult to Zhalang—it was the Storm King’s genuine perception: since Xigaoqi’s appearance, nearly all Necron minds had grown dull, impulsive, easily deceived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Xigaoqi’s power—he was the Great Jester, the First Fool, the God of Deception and Trickery; his laughter slowed all life’s thought, his mockery weakened reason and stirred impulse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was under this effect that Zhalang made his fatal error.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Storm King fixed his gaze on the battlefield displayed before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now his forces resembled a banana peeled halfway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own forces were the flesh, still pressed against Nazar’s on the right; Zhalang’s forces were the peeled skin, stripped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This created a gap between the Storm King’s and Zhalang’s forces, and the gap was widening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If a fleet now appeared and drove straight through this gap, the Storm King’s forces would be split cleanly in two, and his center would be exposed to enemy fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Storm King had no intention of obeying Zhalang’s plea and turning left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For such a move violated military logic—even if he did, his fleet would only appear behind Zhalang’s forces, blocked by their chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This would not aid Zhalang against the Blood Angels; instead, it would separate his fleet from Nazar’s on the right, scattering his entire formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Storm King stared at the battlefield—not with fear, but with rising exhilaration, an unmatched battle-lust surging within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This feeling rippled through his body, making his cold metal frame feel not cold, but strangely satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vector swiftly drew itself on his battlefield map: it extended from his fleet, curved rightward, spiraled in a circle, and formed an ellipse pointing behind the Blood Angels’ fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Storm King’s solution: keep turning right, loop around in the void, and position himself behind the Blood Angels to strike them from both front and rear with Zhalang’s forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But speed was essential—he must act before the enemy reacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, speed was the Necron fleet’s strength. The only obstacle was the Wailing Angels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single chapter of a thousand Astartes, mostly newly cast recruits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crush this pebble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Storm King swiftly ordered Zhalang to hold his line at all costs and block the Blood Angels, and commanded Nazar to crush the Wailing Angels immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the Tears-of-the-Maiden, flagship of the Wailing Angels,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>blood, shattered metal, damaged ceramite power armor, and emerald coolant mingled together,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>gunfire,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nazar, overlord of the Storm King’s vassal dynasty Sekhtal, received the Storm King’s order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This massive, heavy-built overlord naturally wished to crush the tiny, insignificant Wailing Angels fleet before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the tenacity of this force exceeded Nazar’s expectations: despite being vastly outnumbered by Necron vessels, the Wailing Angels had not retreated a single step, clinging to their line and entangling themselves in constant combat with the Necrons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Wailing Angels vessel after another fell in horrific fashion, many even sacrificing themselves in suicide attacks to take down Necron ships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even such horrific losses failed to shake the Wailing Angels’ formation even slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if they had endured far worse battles than this, rendering them utterly fearless before the Necron fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nazar had to admit—he was awed by these humans, stirred with a sense of respect toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To fulfill the Storm King’s order and to honor these humans, Nazar boarded the Tears-of-the-Maiden, seeking to decapitate their commander directly.\u003C\u002Fp>",953,"2026-06-19T20:02:16.510Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","47dba41f435be92ca9a4ddfc319a0ad8dcd36f3de07e73fce1918dcb0af823c7","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-614","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-612",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]