[{"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-75":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},2264898,4422,"Chapter 75: What Are You Screaming About?","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-75",75,"\u003Cp>“What’s wrong?” Zhou Yun asked Malikit with a look of innocent confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hazy gray aura of death twisted and coiled around him like tentacles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Merely glancing at him, Malikit felt its nerves being licked by death itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its expression was that of a cursed imp whose toe had been stomped by an orc, as if it were about to scream at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malikit stared fixedly at Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark gray aura of death on Zhou Yun slowly faded, but it wasn’t gone—it seemed to have been entirely drawn inward, sealed within his skin and flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a blessing from the depths of the warp, chilling to the bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind, the angels seemed deeply wary of its origin, muttering only vaguely of “the cursed one,” unwilling to say more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malikit instinctively placed a hand on the hilt of its triangular blade, its eyes filled with sharp wariness toward Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun blinked, bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s wrong with this cultist? It looks like seven Nurglings and eight Bloodletters were shoved up its ass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with Zhou Yun’s confused expression, Malikit could only twitch its lips slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It waved a hand, and the plague zombies surged into the spiral staircase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under its control, the plague zombies entered the underground crypt beneath the government building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Malikit shook its head at Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plague zombies that had entered first had found nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only an empty bio-pool, bubbling faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither the Tyranid behemoth nor the Gene-Stealer Chieftain was anywhere to be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhou Yun and Malikit both knew the Gene-Stealer Chieftain would never abandon the warp engine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They must be hiding somewhere in the crypt’s shadows, waiting for Zhou Yun and Malikit to step inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun and Malikit exchanged a glance, then slowly descended, shielded by the plague zombies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spiral staircase was long; Zhou Yun stood behind Malikit, his mind churning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at Malikit’s back, wondering when to stab it in the back before it stabbed him first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor’s Tarot had foretold “hope in cold darkness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, the Emperor himself believed Zhou Yun could defeat the Gene-Stealer Chieftain and the Tyranid behemoth, and destroy the warp engine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could Zhou Yun do it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He actually could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if his current gear wasn’t enough, he still had over three million in savings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Betting all that, plus buying a few more powerful items, he still had a good chance of killing the Gene-Stealer Chieftain and the Tyranid behemoth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what then?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After spending his savings, Zhou Yun wouldn’t be able to rent the Adaptation Lamp to resist Nurglite supernatural viruses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the Gene-Stealers as a common enemy, could Malikit and Zhou Yun still maintain their previous alliance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially regarding “saving Asford,” as mentioned by Mong and Malikit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their idea of “saving” was unlikely to be as simple as building a ship to flee Asford.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what exactly had Mong done? Surely it benefited Malikit too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But right now, Malikit was still useful to Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re here,” Malikit growled, snapping Zhou Yun out of his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malikit halted before the crypt entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun stood behind it, glancing into the crypt’s depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive metal pillars supported the entire crypt; the radium lamps hanging from them had been extinguished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the warp engine behind the bio-pool at the far end still emitted a faint blue glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it only cast a hazy sheen over the crypt, unable to dispel the deep shadows within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tyranid behemoth and the Gene-Stealer Chieftain lurked somewhere in those shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving aside the unknown Tyranid behemoth for now,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Gene-Stealer Chieftain was a master of ambush in darkness and shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This dim, lightless crypt was clearly a hunting ground it had prepared deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plague zombies shuffled their rotting bodies through the crypt, but the two alien monsters remained patient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially the Gene-Stealer Chieftain—cunning, treacherous, and cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed as if neither would show itself unless Zhou Yun and Malikit stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun and Malikit were equally cautious; neither dared enter the crypt rashly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air was deathly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the only movement in the entire crypt was the shambling plague zombies—the atmosphere was so awkward and dull it became unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If Horus had half your caution, he might not have nearly died from poisoning in Daiwen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winged figure in the white light couldn’t help but complain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun remained expressionless, slung the famed blade Dian Guang Wan at his waist, and pulled out a plain, brown gourd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If we don’t move, we force them to move first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pocket Tornado!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun pulled the stopper from the gourd; gray-black winds gathered into a powerful tornado that howled outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t find the hidden Gene-Stealer Chieftain or Tyranid behemoth—but he knew exactly where the warp engine was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shrieking wind sliced through the air, echoing throughout the crypt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hurricane unleashed by the Pocket Tornado roared toward the warp engine at the crypt’s far end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Gene-Stealer Chieftain didn’t want to watch the warp engine destroyed, it had to—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A piercing shriek suddenly erupted from the crypt’s ceiling, sharp and violent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A giant spider-like shadow crashed down from above, streaked with flashes of pale lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The behemoth’s massive body tore the howling wind of the Pocket Tornado into nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dissipating hurricane and the dust kicked up by the beast’s fall obscured its form—only faint, flickering pale lightning remained visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All things rot!” Malikit roared, raising its triangular blade high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plague zombies’ flesh writhed, swelling slightly, growing stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They surged together into a tide of rotting flesh, rushing toward the Tyranid behemoth hidden in the dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssssss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four blades wrapped in static light pierced the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So fast they left hundreds of thousands of afterimages, they effortlessly shredded the oncoming tide of plague zombies into flying chunks of meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the rotting flesh sprayed everywhere, Zhou Yun finally saw the beast’s true face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a bipedal creature, seven or eight meters tall, armored in thick carapace, with four sharp blades and a maw full of fangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Screaming Killer!” Zhou Yun instantly recognized the Tyranid behemoth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The largest and most infamous subspecies in the Tyranid Executioner lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It earned the name “Screaming Killer” because of its signature—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A piercing, ear-splitting shriek slammed into them, at a pitch and volume so horrifying Zhou Yun felt his internal organs might shatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this scream was only the prelude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bio-plasma of cold blue light gathered in the Screaming Killer’s mouth, like a newly born star.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The searing bio-plasma shot toward Zhou Yun and Malikit—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1104,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9ae4bf66ce19c12b6bdabaa3afc48662c62dc0ffc91616810a6a42e0c561f0b0","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-76","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-74",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]