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

Chapter 233 Welcome to the nd Century

This group of Genestealers who thought they were Luna Wolves were covered in strange feathers, their bodies became larger, and the chitinous carapaces on their bodies looked more and more like power armor.

"Loken!!!" A roar and a growl came from in front of Loken.
Loken could barely make out Abaddon's marks and saw sharp claws slashing towards him.

But Loken caught the blow with his own claws.

"Betrayal! Why did you betray!" Abaddon roared and questioned Loken.

Loken was a little dazed for a moment. Ten thousand years ago, he had questioned Abaddon in the same way on Isstvan III.
Now it was Abaddon who was questioning him.
"There is no betrayal. Everything is over long ago."

Loken replied with sadness:
"We are just echoes from ten thousand years ago. I am dead and maybe you are too."

"You are crazy!" Abaddon roared and stabbed Loken with his claws. His speed was much faster than Loken.
But Loken saw the world more clearly than Abaddon. He predicted Abaddon's attack and pushed away his claws.

Loken then launched a swift attack at Abaddon from the left, but it was a feint and Abaddon did not notice it.

A wound was cut on Abaddon's alien face. It let out a low roar and was about to continue attacking Loken, but it heard the Warmaster's command in its mind.
Abaddon turned his head sharply, only to see Ogryn, who could use psychic powers, muttering something in a low voice, with strange psychic lights appearing around him.

The Warmaster senses that this Ogryn is performing some kind of Warp magic, it must be stopped!!
Abaddon swung his arm heavily, and the thick chitinous shell hit Loken's chest. Loken felt the pain and fell to the ground.

Abaddon roared and rushed towards Mephiston who was concentrating on chanting the spell like a chariot.
However, at this moment, Zhou Yun's figure suddenly appeared in front of Abaddon.
He was wearing a pair of weird raccoon glasses and had a raccoon tail behind him.

"Immerse yourself in the illusion of a raccoon suit!"

Abaddon's eyes met his for a split second, and then he saw.
I saw the Warmaster fall to the Spirit of Vengeance, I saw myself inherit the name of the Warmaster, I saw myself make a deal with the Four Gods, I saw myself launching Black Crusades again and again over the past 10,000 years, and finally crushed Cadia.
Loken's claws slid away, and Abaddon's head flew into the air before he fell to the ground dead.

Not only Abaddon, but the other thieves around him seemed to have fallen into another illusion, and they all stood there in a daze.

Locke couldn't help but look at Zhou Yun, who was wearing raccoon glasses and a tail. It seemed like he had done all of this.

[Item name: Tanuki suit]
[Origin: Earth in the 22nd Century - Future Department Store]
[Production time: 281.M3]
[Function: A raccoon cat tail and a raccoon cat glasses. After wearing these two items, you can emit brain waves according to the user's thoughts to influence them to produce various hallucinations.]
[Value: 7]
Although it was expensive, the illusion it created controlled the thieves present in just a moment.
These gene stealers who were already trapped in hallucinations were naturally easily controlled by the hallucinations.

Zhou Yun suddenly moved his head and looked at the cunning Horus.

His brainwaves instantly wove an illusion that penetrated into the heart of the cunning Horus.

However, the cunning Horus roared and rushed towards Mephiston despite the illusion released by Zhou Yun.

He could sense that Zhou Yun and Mephiston did not intend to kill him directly.

Instead, he plans to trap him in some way. Apparently, the key is Mephiston disguised as Psychic Ogryn.

However, Loken shook his body and blocked Horus's claws with his thin blade.

"Loken!!!" The cunning Horus roared.

"Warmaster, please, stop."

Loken barely managed to fend off the sharp claws of the cunning Horus and said in a calm voice:

"It's all over long ago."

"No, Loken." Horus waved his claws coldly and repelled Loken in an instant. Then he said condescendingly: "There is no chance to stop. I am Horus. For ten thousand years, countless people have only feared me as the incarnation of destruction."

"This fear settled down and became the dark angel, and also became me."

"This is erosion and destruction, erosion and destruction that is not contaminated by anything else."

"No." Loken said in a low voice: "I never thought that you were the embodiment of destruction."

"I still remember those glorious moments when you were the finest son of the Emperor."

"My emotions towards you should also be projected onto you. You can't just have the impulse to destroy."

Just this one sentence slowed down the cunning Horus's movements. He looked at Loken with some surprise.

It was this moment of hesitation that allowed Zhou Yun to seize the opportunity.
Zhou Yun, wearing a civet cat suit, glanced at Horus fiercely, and his brain waves woven into illusions penetrated into the mind of the cunning Horus.
He saw an entire steel jungle standing on the road paved by the Mechanicus, he saw 100,000 Astartes and 8 million mortal auxiliary troops, he saw Titans hanging on the horizon, there was no cloud in the sky, only countless warships covering the sky and the sun.
That was the victory of Ullanor, the most glorious day of his life.
On this day, the Emperor, his father, announced that he would become Warmaster.
Beside him were his brothers. Nine Primarchs in total were standing beside him, as high-spirited as he was.

Dorn, Angron, Fulgrim, Lorgar, Mortarion, Sanguinius, Magnus, Khan.
They were not tainted with any filth or decadence, and they were with Horus with only the highest part of human nature.

It was almost a dream-like scene.
And standing before Horus was
"Father." Horus whispered.

Mephiston's psychic teleportation spell was completed, and the strange light of the warp instantly enveloped the cunning Horus.

This savage beast that was inhabited by the Dark Angel was transported to Zhou Yun's four-dimensional pocket. Zhou Yun didn't think twice and chose to sell it.

The body of the cunning Horus instantly melted into the four-dimensional pocket, and along with it, the dark angel in the warp also disappeared.

The moment they disappeared in the four-dimensional pocket, the cunning guys around them who once thought they were Moon Wolves fell down like puppets with broken strings and fell into the swamp.

They are an echo from the warp, and the source of the echo is the dark angel.
The Dark Angel had been sold by Zhou Yun. The echo that had lost its source naturally dissipated in the blink of an eye, leaving only an alien body.

"Gavier Locke." Zhou Yun turned his head slightly and looked at the cunning Locke.

The cunning Locke nodded slightly and said, "That's good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cunning Locke also fell down and fell into the swamp.

Zhou Yun couldn't help but shook his head with some regret.

Although it is far from the real Gavial Loken, its spirit and behavior are completely worthy of this name. It's a pity that——————

Zhou Yun's train of thought was suddenly interrupted. He felt a strange pain in his head, and he seemed to vaguely see the dark angel sinking into his body.

The severe pain brought dizziness. In the haze, the swamp under Zhou Yun's feet seemed to have turned into a mirror, reflecting the scene in the subspace.
Under Zhou Yun's feet, the blue figure in the subspace became clearer and clearer, swallowing up the existence of the Dark Angel bit by bit.
"Doraemon."

"The God of All Opportunities."

"grim Reaper."

"The eternal dragon with its tail in its mouth."

"Zhou Yun."

"Twenty-second Century"

A city was reflected in Zhou Yun's eyes. It was a city that was out of tune with the Warhammer world and full of science fiction and light.
"I should exercise restraint and know why the bullets and anger are released."

The restaurant owner slowly put down his weapons, except for the grenade launcher.

At his feet were piled up the bodies of nearly ten thieves who had tried to break into the restaurant.

But the restaurant owner did not continue to vent his anger, because he noticed that the Genestealers outside the door were like lost souls, kneeling on the ground and wailing.

The illusion disappeared, and the pain reappeared and tormented them.

The newly born Genestealer leader was also killed. The restaurant owner thought of the figure who gave him the bolter.
"it is finally over."

It laughed dully twice, sat on the chair, and slowly looked at the grenade launcher in its hand.
It knows that it is ultimately an alien that cannot be tolerated by humans.

There are only two endings for it.

Or be killed by the true son of Sanguinius,
Or be consumed by the visions of the Genestealer leader,

Either way, he doesn't want it anymore.
Tormented by the hallucinations just now, it felt that its spirit was almost on the verge of collapse.

However, it also has its own little stubbornness and wants to choose the third ending.

“Focus, humility, kindness, restraint, and most importantly, forgiveness.”

“I should forgive, not my enemies, but myself.”

It chooses to spare its own life.
The restaurant owner pulled the trigger and the roar of the bomb resounded throughout the
It only felt its soul disintegrate from its flesh and blood, detach from reality, and slowly fall into the turbulent torrent of the subspace.
In the dim light, it seemed to see a round hand tearing through the subspace torrent and gently grabbing its body——

The restaurant owner suddenly opened his eyes and found himself standing in a restaurant, which was almost exactly the same as the restaurant he had in his lifetime, except that it was cleaner and shrouded in a gentle light.
He stretched out his hand in confusion, only to find that his third hand was gone, and even his fingers had become unmodified like those of humans.

Just when the restaurant owner was confused, he suddenly heard a sound coming from outside the door.
"Old Huang, let me tell you, the cooking skills of the owner of this restaurant are very good."

"If we weren't so close, I wouldn't have brought you here to eat."

The moment the voices were heard, two men pushed the door open and walked into the restaurant.
One of the men had long hair and brown skin, resembling a face from ancient Terra and Central Asia.
The other man looked at the restaurant owner with a faint smile on his face:
"Long time no see, boss."

"Welcome to the twenty-second century."

(End of this chapter)