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

Chapter 154 Praise for Doraemon

In the room behind the tavern, Zhou Yun sat on a chair made of scrap metal and took out a red ring and a blue cross from his four-dimensional pocket.
The right or wrong fortune-telling machine is a tool that can determine whether any question is right or wrong.
Zhou Yun had rented it once in Asford, and confirmed that he could exchange it for the Anywhere Door, the Emperor's situation, and the identity of the winged figure in the white light in Asford.
It is an extremely useful prop. The rental price is 10 million. Ask questions.
Zhou Yun considered his words for a moment, looked at the ring and cross on the table, and asked softly:
"I was able to successfully find the remains of Sanguinius in the Angel Castle and resurrect Sanguinius without suffering any serious harm myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yun stared at the cross and circle on the table.

But the fact that neither of them moved shows that there is no clear answer to this question.

Zhou Yun couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

According to his experience in Asford, if the right and wrong fortune-telling machine determines the right or wrong of a question, it will become an unchangeable future.

If the right and wrong divination machine had just confirmed the right or wrong of this question, then Zhou Yun would definitely not suffer any form of serious harm before resurrecting Sanguinius, and he would definitely be able to resurrect Sanguinius.

But the right and wrong fortune-telling machine believes that there is no right or wrong in this question, which means that everything is still uncertain.
"But the remains of Saint Guinius are indeed in the Angel Castle." Zhou Yun touched his chin and murmured in a low voice.

If Sanguinius is not in the Angel Castle, then the right and wrong divination will be judged as wrong.

Zhou Yun pondered for a moment and asked again:
"The force that prevents me from resurrecting Sanguinius mainly comes from the blood god in the warp."

A red circle flew up, judging that what Zhou Yun said was correct.

Sure enough, it was the Blood God Khorne who intervened in this matter. Zhou Yun's purpose is still unknown to the existence of the Supreme Heaven.
But Baal is in the Scarlet Scar, a place deeply influenced by the Blood God. The Blood God and his demons always keep an eye on this place, and Baal is especially watched.
Zhou Yun has not yet been noticed, but when he begins to approach the remains of Sanguinius, he will definitely be noticed by the Blood God.
"The force that is blocking me is a great demon under the command of the Blood God." Zhou Yun asked again.

He did not mention any names, nor did he even try to describe the characteristics of the great demon, because this would likely attract the great demon's attention.

Kabanha, the bloodthirsty demon under Khorne, Sanguinius is a fanatical single-player fighter. He once broke both legs of the Archangel.

But Sanguinius recovered to tear off its wings and shatter its spine with his knee.
Since then, Kabanha has fallen in love with Sanguinius and the Blood Angels. Not long ago, it was exiled by the Blood Angels and the Grey Knights.

Now, the largest number of Blood Angels gathered on Baal in ten thousand years. Nearly thirty thousand Blood Angels may have attracted Kabanha's attention.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be trying to enter the real universe now.
If it found out that Zhou Yun was trying to resurrect Sanguinius, this guy would definitely try his best to get here.

However, to Zhou Yun's surprise, the red circle and blue cross on the table did not move, which meant that there was no right or wrong answer to the question Zhou Yun asked.

This made Zhou Yun slightly confused.

Is there more than one Daemon of Khorne? More than one Kabanha?

Zhou Yun frowned slightly, and then thought of a possibility.
"The forces blocking my way are a great demon and a demon prince under the Blood God."

The Great Daemons of Khorne, or bloodthirsty demons, are the original demons in the realm of Khorne and the most powerful of the Blood God's creations.
The Demon Prince of Khorne was selected by the Blood God from the material world, blessed by Chaos, and promoted to a higher being.

Kabanhar, Skarbrand, and Angrath are all Daemons of Khorne, while Angron and Seed of Destruction are Daemon Princes of Khorne.

A red circle on the table rose up, and a gleam of light flashed in Zhou Yun's eyes.

It seems to be just as he guessed. Not only Kabanha, Zhou Yun also has to face a demon prince.
The Seed of Destruction was sealed in a statue of Sanguinius by a group of Blood Angels about five thousand years ago, and it has not yet been unsealed.

As for the rest of the lesser demon princes, considering how much importance the Blood God places on Sanguinius, it is unlikely that he would send them out.

The most likely one is Angron, the demon primarch of Sanguinius' brother, the Lord of Red Sand, the Red Angel, and the Primarch of the World Eaters.
And of course, he is also an honorary member of the Harlequin Troupe, mount of the Butcher's Nails, and the Chosen One of the God of Laughter who was elevated to a demon by Khorne.

Sanguinius had banished him during the Siege of Terra, and Angron might well have followed through on his rage from ten thousand years earlier, invading reality to seek vengeance on his brother.

Although his life was clownish and tragic, his brain wasn't very good, and he was often used as a cushion in battle, the Demon Primarch was still the Demon Primarch.

Even if Sanguinius himself were alive, he would have to fight hard to defeat him. Zhou Yun rubbed his brows slightly.
Kabanha and Angron, one is hard enough to deal with, but there are two of them.
Khorne was really going to spend a lot of money. Two of his top fighters attacked at the same time.
Even if Sanguinius is resurrected, it will be extremely difficult for him to fight against Kabanha and Angron alone.

For a moment, Zhou Yun even wanted to find a star map and go to Caliban to steal the Sleeping Beauty Lion El'Jonson to Baal.
After stealing, they threw the lion king to Fenris and put the blame on the wolves.

"There must be at least two primarchs to make it a fair fight." Zhou Yun couldn't help but mutter.

The fixed star Idalia - a sun bound by the Emperor's will and compressed by his psychic forces - burns fiercely within the Solar Vault, powering the Blood Angels' library.

Whenever Chief Librarian Mephiston passed through the Holy Sun Treasury, he would look at the star Idalia hanging in the chest of the statue of Sanguinius and marvel at the Emperor's powerful psychic power.
It can actually compress a star into a size of more than ten meters in diameter, and without losing any mass, provide stable energy to the Blood Angels for ten thousand years.

Even a powerful psychic like Mephiston could not help but tremble at such a miracle, and could not help but imagine the Emperor still walking on earth.

But Mephiston didn't want to stay in the Holy Day Treasury any longer. He was used to darkness and the late night.
The scorching sun would make him feel his psychic powers wane.

It is this gloom that makes many brothers in the regiment fear him and even hate him.
Mephiston shook his head, walked through the Holy Sun Treasury, and entered the Tomb of Malephis.
Most of the Battle-Brothers reside in the Bloody Halls, but that is a place of life and no place for Mephiston, who has returned from the dead.
He was a dead man, and the Tomb of Malephis held the bodies of most of the Blood Angels' chief librarians, so it made sense for Mephiston to reside there.

In pale ivory coffins, regular blood transfusions keep the bodies of former chief think tanks fresh.

Mephiston could almost feel the echoes of the psychic energy still in their bodies, and he hoped to gain inspiration from them.
The Zerg is marching towards Baal, Chaos Warmaster Abaddon has attacked Cadia again, and a strange blue figure has appeared in the Hades Shield system. Mephiston's psychic premonitions keep sounding the alarm.

He walked to his sarcophagus and lay down inside its velvet lining.
The sarcophagus slowly closed, blood surged in Mephiston's body, and darkness slowly enveloped the man who had returned from the black rage.

Fire, a raging flame ignited in the darkness, and countless frenzied illusions appeared before Mephiston's eyes.
He suddenly realized that he was dreaming, which was extremely rare.

"Blood." A clear voice rang in his ears, like a girl's soft singing: "Blood is flowing in Cardia."

An ominous premonition arose in Mephiston's heart. The illusion before his eyes rippled like a wave, gradually revealing a clear picture to Mephiston.

Black stones glowing green exploded one by one before Mephiston's eyes, revealing a planet lying across a twisted crack.

Cadia and the Eye of Terror, Mephiston recognized the planet and the rift,
"A place of collapse, a place of screaming, a homeland and destruction." The voice sounded again in Mephiston's ears, with sad sobs in it.

Mephiston saw countless warriors gathered on Cadia, more than those gathered on Baal.

Blood and violence, blasphemy and loyalty were shed on Cadia. Countless demons and traitors poured out from the Eye of Terror. They vowed to destroy Cadia and let blood, revenge and fear pierce the heart of the empire.
The Black Legion is marching, the World Eaters are roaring, the Iron Warriors are forging blasphemous machines, the Emperor's Children are sinking into lust and enjoyment, the Death Guard are carrying plagues, corpses are hanging in the towers of the Night Lords, the magic of the Thousand Sons is rolling up ashes, the Word Bearers are chanting blasphemous scriptures, and Alpha claims to be loyal forever
Nine rebel legions have returned to the world, intent on reigniting a war that began thousands of years ago.

Mephiston saw many fragmented scenes,

He saw a roaring beast bathed in blood and fire,

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull throne!" roared the beast.

He saw a burly mechanical sage wearing a red robe.
"I come for the true Lord of Macragge," the Mechanical Magus said.

He saw the lion sleeping on the boulder slowly open its eyes.
"You are just old," someone said to the lion.

He saw a blue figure holding a cane standing in front of the roaring blood child.
"Don't you want to know where Erebus is?" the figure asked Xuezi with a chuckle.

He also saw a wooden stick with a white cloth hanging on it tapping gently on the silver skull.
Every time you knock, a soul fire will be ignited in the warp.
"Praise the God of All Machines, praise Doraemon the God of All Machines." The voices of praise were endless.

　Goo, there are too many comments. I haven't sorted them out yet. When I sort them out and sort them out, I will post the results in the discussion area and tomorrow's chapter. In addition, I have finished coloring Dante as a prize and posted it in the discussion area. The Blood Angels Hero Blind Box will be delivered tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)