I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 147 Extending Round Hands
Traveler Anrakel looked at the fragments of the Burning Star God flying in the void with horror and anger.
The afterimage of this ancient god was waving its thin energy wings in a manner that completely transcended the laws of physics, flying towards the human ship.
What made Anlakel furious and horrified was that this fragment had actually revived to this extent? !
The fight with the Insect Saint, the feeding on the starlight, and the entire burning Hades galaxy,
All these nourished the ancient star god to gradually revive, wake up, and find his own self-awareness from his broken personality and will.

When He found that little bit of self-awareness from the confusion, the restraints imposed on Him by the dead spirits were completely ineffective.
And He is the Burner, the Lord of All Burnings, and a whole burning galaxy greatly stimulated His self-awakening,
In addition to the huge amount of stellar energy he had taken from the Profane Binary Stars in the Hades Galaxy,

At this moment, the fragments of the Burning Star God have completely broken free from Anrakel's control, and are relying on their own instincts to try to devour human souls.

Allah Khair was ashamed and angry.
Because he was the one who came up with the plan to ignite the entire galaxy, he was the one who released the Burner, and he was even the one who had the Burner calibrate the Grand Prism in order to move quickly.
The fact that the Burner was able to completely break free and become so powerful was entirely due to his fault.
Whether it is out of hatred for the Star God, the honor of the Necromancer, the recovery of important property, or to suppress the danger brought by the awakening of the Burning One,

Anrakel must recapture this star god as soon as possible.
He must not be allowed to drink human souls. There are so many humans in the Hades Galaxy, and their souls will revive the fragments of the Burning Star God to an extremely dangerous level.

Anrakel looked at the huge black metal pyramid in front of him that was being repaired by the undead constructs.

It was a hypercube maze, with multiple time and space regions folded together intricately. It was a machine specially made to restrain the fragments of the Star God.

This device can capture the power of the Star God fragments themselves to provide power for itself. The more powerful the Star God fragments are, the stronger the restraint of this device will be.

Anrakel hoped it would bring the Burning One to his knees.
The spear of light cut through the void, the macro cannon burned the vacuum,

The Blood Angels' ships immediately noticed that the Star God fragment had gone berserk.

They directed all of the limited firepower on the ship toward the burning god of the material universe.
However, what happened next was enough to terrify the refugees on the ship.

The Burning Star God fragment only slightly trembled its thin wings behind it a few times in the face of the starship firepower fired at it.

Almost in an instant, the space in front of the Burner's eyes quickly twisted, folded, and overlapped, and the entire space turned into a complex maze.

All the macro cannons, light spears and torpedoes fired into it had their trajectories deflected in a way that could not be explained by the laws of physics, and they kept bouncing and warping in front of the Burner.

He just waved his hand lightly, and the attacks from the ships turned into dust and disappeared into the void.
As a fragment of a star god, He Himself is composed of the basic energy that determines the laws of physics and can tamper with the laws of physics at will.

Reina was trembling slightly as she watched this scene through the porthole. All the refugees who could see the scene in the universe were in a panic.
They did not understand what that terrifying being that was burning all over was, they only knew that even the fleet's salvos could not hurt it at all.
Reina took a deep breath.

She knew that there were not many people in the Hades Galaxy who could subdue this fragment of the Star God.
The Blood Angels' chief think tank, the mentally ill Undead Overlord, and Lena thought of Zhou Yun.

Reina silently bowed her head and prayed to the Emperor
The battle sisters on another ship were doing the same thing.
The few remaining battle sisters were devoutly surrounding a sleeping girl.
She was a girl with dry blonde hair and shallow burns on her body that looked like stigmata. She closed her eyes tightly and seemed to be immersed in a dream far beyond the material universe.

The sisters of battle whispered their prayers, with unimaginable tenacity in their voices.
It was as if they believed that the young girl before them held the power to subdue the Star God.

Around the Battle Sister, more refugees gathered around her, praying to the petite sleeping girl.

Sister Magda looked at Agilade, who was half-kneeling on the ground, in confusion.

"Sister Argelade," said Sister Magda, her voice trembling slightly, "You mean that the Emperor's spirit is manifested in this pure girl."

"I swear to the Emperor, Sister-in-arms."

Battle Sister Ajelaide raised her head and looked at the young girl lying in the middle of the battle sisters with a pious and touching look:

"I witnessed with my own eyes the Emperor's spirit descending upon this holy girl. I witnessed with my own eyes the Emperor's flames burning holy marks upon her body."

Sister Magda stared at the shallow burn marks on the girl's body. The marks intersected in the shape of flames. Just one look at Sister Magda made her chest feel strangely hot.

She vaguely saw a divine presence in the girl.
And in the deeper cabin, in the silence,

Di Xi led the few remaining Death Worshipping Assassins and knelt devoutly before the two statues.
Behind her was a large number of refugees. With the arrival of the Zerg, death loomed over the entire Asford. Many refugees were awakened to the fear of death and converted to the Cult of Death devoutly.

Under the guidance of Di Xi, they prayed devoutly to the Emperor and the chosen saints of the Death Worship Cult.
Before them stood two statues of gods.

One is of the Emperor, the other is of a blue raccoon wearing a pocket.

"Praise Saint Doraemon, you are the chosen one who carries out the Emperor's will, you are the messenger who awakens the spirits of all machines, you are the saint who slays the insect swarm."

"Praise be to Saint Doraemon, may you bring irresistible death to all enemies of humanity, may your pockets devour all blasphemy and depravity."

The followers of the Death Worship Cult prayed devoutly.

The blue civet cat statue raised its round hands, as if pointing the way for the believers.
Mephiston stood on the bridge of the Blade of Vengeance, looking at the C'tan approaching the fleet in the distance with a tired face.
He had consumed too much of his spiritual energy, and the damage he suffered from facing the will of the hive had not yet faded.
But Mephiston knew that there were not many forces in the material universe that could harm the Star God.

The entire fleet can only rely on his psychic power. Only the power from the highest heaven can fight against the fragment of the star god.
The Librarians who followed Mephiston here surrounded him and gathered their psychic powers into Mephiston's body.
Suddenly, Mephiston, who looked exhausted, froze for a moment.
He vaguely saw a blue shadow spreading in the subspace, which quickly dispelled the already weakened Hive Mind.
The messy scene flashed before Mephiston's eyes, and he vaguely saw.
Mephiston suddenly raised his head and looked into the deep space, looking at the fragments of the Star God.
The figure of Traveler Anrakel appeared beside the Star God fragment almost in the blink of an eye.

Next to him, a huge machine like a pyramid was suspended.

Anrakel did not bring more armed forces, because he knew that the fleets he brought were not enough to fight against the Star God fragments that broke free.

The only chance is to use the Hypercube Labyrinth to bind the Burning Star God fragments before they react.
Anrakel swung his scythe towards the fragments of the Star God. The hypercube maze obeyed Anrakel's will and split into four parts, wrapping around the Burner.

The Burner roared silently, and the scorching flames surged like the halo of a star.
The hypercube maze then gave a sharp tremor.

A blaze of fire broke through the blockade, and before Anrakel could react, it slammed into Anrakel's metal body.
Anrakel dodged hastily, but his metal arm holding the scythe was torn apart.

The hypercube maze that split into four pieces shook, and the super-advanced node matrix layer and a group of undead-crafted leeches released chains created by extracting the power of the Burner itself, trying to restrain this savage and violent fragment of the Star God.

However, the Burners roared, shaking the structure of the material universe, and countless flames spread across the starry sky.
Anrakel could feel that the Burner's will, which was so savage that it was almost instinctive, was invading the structure of the hypercube maze, trying to gain control of the cage.

Anlakel felt that his data personality was about to start burning.

He let out a terrified roar, picked up the scythe floating in the void, and rushed towards the suspended hypercube maze.
He must let his will overcome the Burner and maintain control over this hypercube maze.
Anrakel thrust the scythe that embodied his complex will fiercely into the hypercube maze.
Click.

All of a sudden, Anlakaier heard the sound of a door opening in the void.

The thin gas ejected into space by Eros acted as a medium for the propagation of sound, and Anrakel's living metal body heard the imperceptible sound.
The Star God fragment also noticed it, and Anrakel sensed an instinctive vigilance in the will of the Star God fragment.

The fragments of the Burning Star God let out a roar that shook the material universe, and balls of flames that burned in violation of the laws of physics rushed towards the location where the sound of the door opening came from.

Anlakel saw a red and pink wooden door appear out of thin air in space.
The wooden door was gently pushed open, and a white round hand stretched out from the wooden door.
The round hand also held a piece of scarlet cloth, which seemed to be some kind of cloak.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

"Reflective Cloak!"

　I feel so uncomfortable. I feel worse today than yesterday. I took some medicine in the afternoon and wanted to sleep for a while. I don’t know whose house is being renovated, it’s so noisy. . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)