[{"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-63":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},2264886,4422,"Chapter 63: I, Neos, the Two-Armed Divine Emperor!","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-63",63,"\u003Cp>In a small room at the settlement, Zhou Yun met the bishop of the Gene Thief sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a reward for his devout faith in punishing the “assassin,” he was granted an audience with the bishop after the sermon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Montag and Jeanne walked beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bald bishop, with a beautiful face and slightly upturned eyes, regarded Zhou Yun with a gentle gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun sat opposite the bishop, his face—the stern, handsome visage of Primarch Guilliman—composed and serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His appearance carried such authority that observers might have mistaken him for the true master of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Devout believer, the Four-Armed Divine Emperor has witnessed your righteous act. Now, tell me your name.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, the bishop employed the Voice of Temptation, projecting his will into Zhou Yun’s mind to manipulate him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun feigned bewilderment, pretending to be affected by the Voice, while his thoughts raced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Name?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun? My true name won’t do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laine Ruth? Too easily suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saint Guilliman would be even more suspicious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun blinked lightly and said without hesitation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My name is… Neos.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Neos, devout believer of the Four-Armed Divine Emperor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun declared loudly, emphasizing the three syllables of “Neos,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then assumed a posture of devout prayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside Zhou Yun, Jeanne’s eyelid twitched imperceptibly; she barely restrained her expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neos was one of the Emperor’s earliest names—he once used it to court a woman,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>though the bishop of this Four-Armed Divine Emperor sect could not possibly know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Neos, devout believer, you punished the sinner in your own way, proving your faith.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bishop nodded approvingly and continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are these two your family?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bishop’s gaze fell on Jeanne and Montag,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>lingering a moment on Montag’s horns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, this is my brother, this is my daughter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun pointed to Montag and Jeanne respectively,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They are both devout believers, worshipping the true god in their hearts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Montag and Jeanne bowed their heads in prayer in unison,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and Zhou Yun and the bishop followed suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for whom they were praying to, and whether they prayed to the same being—that was another matter,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>for the four people in this room likely held four utterly distinct beliefs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Montag prayed to the Loving Father, Jeanne prayed to the Emperor, the bishop prayed to the Four-Armed Divine Emperor,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and Zhou Yun pretended to pray to a flying spaghetti monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief moment of prayer and silence, the bishop regarded Zhou Yun and the two behind him with a scrutinizing gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Devout believer, how did you come to understand the true faith and follow the guidance of the Four-Armed Divine Emperor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was asking why Zhou Yun worshipped the Four-Armed Divine Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun paused, feigning contemplation, then said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My brother did not choose to become a mutant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun sighed sorrowfully and patted Montag’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Montag blinked in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was it his fault to become a mutant? Before he was seven or eight, we were just ordinary children of the hive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My father was a minor foreman in the lower hive, relatively well-off; my mother was kind and devout.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s voice carried deep sorrow:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When his scalp bled and swelled, she frantically applied medicine to him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But when the swelling burst and his horns emerged, she went mad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She tried filing his horns off; when that failed, she tried cutting them with a knife, pulling them out with pliers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I hadn’t protected him, he would be dead by now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun patted Montag again, his face heavy with grief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Montag trembled uncontrollably, barely suppressing the urge to punch Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun had simply rewritten what Montag had just told Jeanne, replacing Marquett with himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The story was utterly authentic—even the Gene Thief bishop was moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She mistook Montag’s trembling for genuine emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When my mother realized my brother’s horns could not be removed, she went completely insane.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She shoved my brother into the sewers—and me with him, for protecting him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She suspected I might carry latent mutations; if not for our luck, we would have died.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun took a deep breath, his face filled with sorrow:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Contaminated water, toxic food or air, the poisonous light of stars—any could trigger my brother’s mutation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But what crime did he commit?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun slammed his palm hard against Montag’s back several times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Montag clenched his teeth, suppressing his emotions, and nodded in compliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pained expression only strengthened the bishop’s belief,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>for it was unmistakably the face of one unwilling to recall past suffering,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>further proving the truth of Zhou Yun’s tale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If my brother did nothing wrong, why does the Emperor refuse to accept him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s tone turned accusatory, as if questioning the Emperor himself:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I learned of the Four-Armed Divine Emperor’s faith, I was enlightened—I awakened!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I realized the Two-Armed Divine Emperor is a false faith, a heresy, a cruel and shameless oppression of mutants.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only the Four-Armed Divine Emperor is the true faith—the one who embraces all!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhou Yun spoke with deep emotion, the bishop rose to his feet, exclaiming: “Devout believer, you shall no longer wander.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For you have found the true faith, and worship the Great Divine Lord.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After your baptism, you shall hear the voice of the Four-Armed Divine Emperor and merge with us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bishop then made another gesture of devout prayer and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you desire a reward, devout believer?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Loyalty needs no reward—loyalty itself is the reward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun bowed his head humbly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I may be bold, I wish for the blessing of the First Prophet, and his baptism.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bishop paused, clearly startled, then nodded with satisfaction:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is no reward—it is now granted to every devout believer: the baptism of the First Prophet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You shall give all to the Four-Armed Divine Emperor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bishop smiled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will arrange lodging for you. After the sermon, you will return with me to the First District for baptism and blessing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The First Prophet, the Gene Thief chieftain, would personally inject each of them with corrupted genes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun froze for a moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>what could possibly compel the Gene Thief chieftain to personally corrupt every single believer?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1028,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","53f6118688bb3eab267ceab8138cedefe7865035f83990560b073123dd263f23","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-64","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-62",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]