[{"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-83":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},2264906,4422,"Chapter 83: Brothers, Brothers, You Smell So Good","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-83",83,"\u003Cp>Countless Nurgle demons converged into a rotting tide of flesh, surging out from the fissure in the sub-space engine,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>attempting to invade the material universe and drag a planet of the physical realm into the Empyrean,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet after they spilled forth from the fissure, they found themselves standing in a vast, pitch-black, empty void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Confirmed sale.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sale, sale, sale.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sale! Sale! Sale! Sale!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before they could react, a relentless chorus of “sale” echoed through the void,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they stared wide-eyed, bewildered, as their fellow demons vanished one by one into thin air,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the sale cries continued unceasingly through the void,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>each cry marking the disappearance of another Nurgle demon from this emptiness,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it felt like a whisper from the God of Death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with delight as he watched his bank balance climb,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in just this short time, the endless stream of Nurgle demons pouring from the sub-space fissure had restored his balance to over three million—and it kept rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun performed the Hawk Salute with both hands, bowing to the bewildered Leina,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>May the Emperor protect us—let those Nurgle demons realize the truth a little later, let more pour out from the Garden of Nurgle,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>how much we profit this time depends entirely on how eager the Nurgle demons are.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Garden of Nurgle, Father Rain, Loutiges, shook his yew branch relentlessly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>more Nurgle demons gathered before the ever-widening sub-space fissure,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the aura of the Cursed One behind this fissure had vanished,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the sweet scent of the material world continuously spilled forth, luring the Nurgle demons to surge into it,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but after a moment, Father Rain, Loutiges, sensed something amiss,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he stopped shaking his yew branch, and with surprise, drew closer to the sub-space fissure,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange. Very strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it began, not a single Nurgle demon has returned from the material world,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even if they died in the material realm, as demons they should have begun rebirth within the Garden of Nurgle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet not one has returned—not even one beginning the rebirth ritual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Father Rain, Loutiges, puzzled, a small Nurgle spirit giggled and tumbled out from his body,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the spirit, drenched in Father Rain’s sticky rain, patted its chest, declaring it would go see what lay beyond the fissure,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>before Father Rain could stop it, the eager little spirit zipped straight into the sub-space fissure,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>all the Nurgle demons watched the fissure with curiosity,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>if the little spirit returned safely, it would prove the fissure held no danger at all,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>if it did not return—even if it failed to rebirth in the Garden of Nurgle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>minutes passed, and the little Nurgle spirit still had not returned from the other side of the fissure,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Nurgle demons’ faces twisted in terror; they fled the fissure as if it were the most repulsive thing imaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demons are immortal, neither born nor truly dead; even if their material forms are destroyed, they should revive within the Garden of Nurgle,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>for demons are fragments of the Chaos Gods—killing a demon equals killing a part of the Chaos Gods, however small,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>truly killing a demon is exceedingly difficult, requiring unparalleled power, complex rituals, or artifacts that directly wound the sub-space itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, merely stepping through this malfunctioning sub-space fissure meant total annihilation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What terrified the demons most was whether the thing that could utterly erase them might now invade the Garden of Nurgle itself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Father Rain, Loutiges, trembled in fear, frantically swinging his yew branch to douse the fissure with streams of black rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun stared intently at the sub-space engine inside his fourth-dimensional pocket,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>since the fissure had spat out one demon coated in black rain, no more Nurgle demons had emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun gazed at his balance, frozen at 6.7 million, his eyes filled with regret,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come on, more Nurgle demons! Just a few more!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a piercing screech suddenly erupted from the sub-space fissure. Zhou Yun turned toward the sound and saw Father Rain, Loutiges, standing on the other side. His eyes lit up instantly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sub-space Greater Daemon! A Great Unclean One!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Father Rain, Loutiges—one of the most powerful Nurgle demons!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no lowly Nurgle demon—he might be worth a fortune all by himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brother! Brother! You smell so good! Come here!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s mouth watered, his gaze fixed on Father Rain, Loutiges, brimming with greed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the sub-space, Father Rain, Loutiges, shuddered slightly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>why did he feel as if some unimaginably terrifying hunter was staring at him with ravenous hunger?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Father Rain, Loutiges, frantically swung his yew branch, lashing the sub-space fissure soaked in black rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun heard a sharp hiss—the sub-space fissure inside his fourth-dimensional pocket snapped shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh no.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fissure on the other side—the demons in the Garden of Nurgle—had closed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were frightened of Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sub-space fissure sealed, the black rain on the ground evaporated inch by inch, revealing the figure submerged within: Malakit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malakit’s body was shriveled and blackened, covered in blisters; the flies sustaining his life had all died, leaving only a ruined husk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malakit exhaled a gray-white mist from his throat—his internal organs seemed burned by the pale golden light emanating from Leina,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as the black rain receded, Malakit, no matter how unwilling, now understood the sub-space fissure had been sealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun had somehow completely severed the possibility of Asi’s soul being dragged into the sub-space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why… why did you close that sub-space fissure?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malakit asked, voice hoarse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t close it—the Nurgle demons shut it themselves. I wished they’d pour out even more!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!. Read\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s lip twitched silently in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhou Yun’s silence, Malakit offered a bitter smile:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I truly wanted to save Asi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It wasn’t because I loved anyone, nor because I wanted to be loved.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malakit’s voice cracked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I only wished to love—and so I sought to save all of Asi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Layne, Lu Se—why did you stop me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun stared at the dying Malakit, paused, then sighed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because I don’t want to become a stinking jar.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of reason is that?” Malakit turned his head away, silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third watch!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1031,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","85d365ed7d19e0abca3c79a0738ec621f33d5d1f7ec2265ce8ae53306ee1371b","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-84","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-82",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]