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

Chapter 321: Grandpa Guilliman uses the King's Hand to defeat the Plague of Tears
The moment Zhou Yun and Guilliman stepped into the ward, all the wailing and sobbing disappeared.
The sticky and smelly air became fresh, the smell of disinfectant overwhelmed the smell of dirty secretions, and the patient lying in bed suddenly felt the renewed strength in his body. The swollen tear glands in the corners of his eyes no longer gushed out rancid tears, the edema dissipated, and the light once again filled his eyes.
The patients widened their eyes in surprise and confusion, looking at their own hands. The disease and pain seemed to disappear in an instant.
It's like they're healed!
The patients got up from their beds with surprise and looked at Guilliman and Zhou Yun standing at the door.
Since the warriors of the 184th Cadia Regiment would not be infected with the Tear Plague, these patients were all members of the Ultramar Auxiliary Army.
Zhou Yun was a strange face to them, and they didn't know that Zhou Yun was Doraemon.
But how could they not discern the Primarch's form?

With reverence and fanaticism, the patients tried to fall off their beds and kowtow to Guilliman.

They naturally regarded all this as a miracle brought by Guilliman.

The Primarch quickly waved his hand to signal the pharmacists and medical staff who were still in a daze to stop the patients who were trying to kowtow to him, and immediately began to check the physical conditions of these patients.

They quickly concluded that the illnesses in these patients seemed to have literally disappeared.

Even the mites that were everywhere and almost impossible to eliminate were dying in droves. Black puddles of mite corpses could be seen on the floors of the wards and the barracks.
The doctors and pharmacists were completely at a loss, while the patients and the Anglican priests who accompanied the army took it for granted that this was a miracle brought about by the Primarch.
Guilliman couldn't help rubbing his brows to relieve the headache.
He could vaguely hear that outside the ward, a minister of the Anglican Church had already begun to preach.

"This is the Emperor's mercy! The Emperor's divinity spreads to His descendants through his bloodline!"

"The glory of the Lord of Mankind is shining on the Primarch, and the disease of the God of Plague dare not enter him at all!"

The Ecclesiarch waved the Skyhawk Staff in his hand and preached the divinity of the Emperor and the Primarch at the top of his voice. The warriors in the audience listened in fascination.

It's no wonder the priests are so excited. The rise of the Saint Doraemon sect has put some pressure on the state religion groups near Ultramar.
The state religion was originally full of suspicion towards the Doraemon sect, but the support of Sanguinius and Guilliman allowed them to suppress their suspicion and allow it to develop rapidly in Macragge and Ultramar.
Zhou Yun would occasionally travel across the battlefields of Ultramar, using his four-dimensional pocket to recover things that had been corrupted by chaos. The Cartier 184th Regiment and the Doraemon Company, equipped with props, were also active in various parts of Ultramar.

As a result, many mortals were able to see the magical effects of various props, and regarded them as Doraemon's miracles, and thus devoted themselves to the belief of the Holy Doraemon sect.

This caused a sense of crisis among the Ecclesiarchy within Ultraman, especially since Guilliman had always been alienated from the Ecclesiarchy after his resurrection, and instead allowed the Cult of Saint Doraemon to hold ceremonies and celebrations in the capital of Macragge.
Of course, Zhou Yun knew that this was because Guilliman hoped to have some religious power to check and balance the state religion, which was a manifestation of his political tactics.
But the state religion, which was unaware of this, only felt that its status had been impacted. Now that the emperor's offspring had performed a miracle, it naturally couldn't help but publicize it.

"In ancient superstition, humans believed that the King's Hand could cure all diseases with just a touch."

Guilliman said with a gloomy expression:

"Now you want me to believe that this plague is a creation of God and that I can heal it just by standing here?"

"Ultramar's Kindness Education: Grandpa Guilliman Defeats the Plague God's Disease with the Hand of the King."

Zhou Yun, who was sitting next to Guilliman, shrugged and said that he understood Guilliman's feelings.

Guilliman is now like Ximen Bao who threw He Po and the Three Elders into the river and suddenly discovered that He Bo really exists.
Materialism no longer exists! Imperial truth no longer exists!
In this situation, the only two lunatics who could not doubt materialism and the truth of the empire were probably Mortarion and Fabius Bile.

Guilliman's expression was complicated. On the one hand, he had indeed found a way to heal his people, but on the other hand, this method was not pleasant. And Guilliman felt strange.

"It's really strange, I never realized I had this talent."

Guilliman murmured, holding his chin.

Guilliman sighed, as if accepting this.
He and Zhou Yun began to move around Ultramar with the help of the Anywhere Door.
Wherever the two of them arrived, the Tear Plague would vanish like dew in the scorching sun. The Ecclesiarchy would shout at the top of his lungs about the miracles brought by Guilliman, and the patients would kneel before Robert Guilliman in gratitude.
The hymns were endless, as if Guilliman was carrying out a sacred pilgrimage. Even the areas where the Tear Plague was most severely affected were wiped out by the arrival of the Primarch. Such a coincidence, such a clever move.
With the help of the portal, Guilliman arrived at the camp with the most patients of the Tear Plague in just one day, and eliminated the disease in these places with his presence.
Tears could not stop flowing from the corners of the eyes of the Tear Plague. How reluctant it was. Because of Mortarion's request to the Father, it had to control itself and surrender when Guilliman visited, and take back the Father's gift from those mortal patients.

This was to keep Guilliman busy in Ultramar, to keep him wandering in despair, to keep him in Ultramar to save his people, and to prevent him from going to his father's side.

This was Mortarion's purpose, to force Guilliman to choose between Ultramar and the Imperium, either to let his people weep in disease or to let the Imperium fall into chaos and division.

How sad, how painful,
The "Tear Plague" couldn't help sobbing, and its tears flowed more into the real universe, transforming into bacteria and injecting into the bodies of mites, promoting the growth, development, and hatching of those mites.
At the same time, the plague bacteria dormant in the patient's body began to revive.
Weep, weep,
Being able to cry as much as you want in this galaxy is a gift.

The "Tear Plague" twisted its body, and tears flowed like a tide from its eyeballs formed by mites.

It also flows from the eyes of those patients in the mortal world who seemed to have recovered, and from the eyes of many more people who were originally healthy.

In the Talasa Graudo Valley camp, the patients in the hut wards fell into a deep sleep. This was the first time they had enjoyed a peaceful sleep in a few days.

But this peace of mind was soon shattered, and the first cry of grief was heard in the ward.
A patient uttered a painful wail, tears gushed out from his tear glands, the tears full of rancidity stuck to his eyelids and eyeballs, and quickly solidified into lumps, irritating his eyeballs, tear glands, and eyelids, causing them to swell and turn red.

Then an unbearable rustling sound came from his eyeballs, and countless tiny mites emerged from between his eyeballs and eyelids, spreading throughout the ward.

Soon other patients developed the same symptoms as him, and those who seemed to have been cured by Guilliman began to cry again, and the mites gathered into a tide and crawled out of their tear glands, gathering into a black tide on the ground.
The mortal healers screamed in terror, and the Astartes apothecaries stepped in front of the tide of mites.
The same scene was happening on more worlds. Those patients who had been cured by Robert Guilliman began to show symptoms of the Tear Plague again.

Doctors and pharmacists are helpless
Tides of mites even began to appear outside the ward. These tiny mites seemed to be able to emerge from any location out of human sight.

They gushed out from every corner like sticky black water and rushed towards the Ultramar auxiliary army's base.
The lasers burned the rain from Thalassa, colliding with the tide of mites, but with little effect.
"Use promethium!!!" The commander of the Thalassa Ultramar auxiliary army roared.

The Mk.IIIa Heretic Promethium Flamethrower began to vent its scorching flames, burning the mites carrying the germs on the ground.
But these mites, like an army with a commander, quickly changed their strategy.
The commander of the Ultramar auxiliary army watched in horror as the cold rain drifting down from Talassa turned into a dark, sticky mess filled with mites carrying the Tear Plague.
Raindrops fell on the mortal soldiers, mites bit their skin, and the symptoms of the Tear Plague appeared almost instantly. In just a moment, nearly one-third of the Ultramar Auxiliary Army soldiers began to cry and wail.
The Tear Plague wept, and the Tear Plague rejoiced in expressing the Father's blessing to them.
The only thing that made "Tear Plague" feel pity was that those Astral Army soldiers wearing Cadian uniforms and approaching the Ultramar auxiliary army camp in the dark rain seemed to be blessed by some kind of power. It could control the mites to bite them, but it could not inject the blessing into their bodies.

Reina stood outside the camp of the Ultramar Auxiliary Army, bathing in the cold rain of Tarasa, with fiery psychic flames flashing in her eyes. She could hear the sobbing of demons coming from the warp and feel the blasphemous power in the plague of tears. She was angry about this.
These damn subspace demons are so rude and too much!
"roll!!!"

The strong psychic energy was released from Reina, and the mites on the ground, which looked like a dark pool of water, began to burn. At the same time, her strong psychic energy poured directly into the clouds in the sky, exploding like a blazing sun, burning away the dark clouds and dirty rain, allowing the sun to shine again on the camp in Graudo Valley.
But the sobbing sound in the subspace still exists. Reina can eliminate the mites, but she cannot eliminate the pathogenic bacteria that have already parasitized the human body.

As long as these bacteria still exist and continue to make the infected people cry in pain, the demon in the subspace that exists because of the tear plague can continue to draw strength and become stronger.

This is the unique power of Nurgle and the demons under him. When a great plague spreads, Nurgle can even become the most powerful of the four Chaos Gods.

"Captain, what should we do with these patients?" The soldiers of the 184th Regiment of Cadia quickly took over the Ultramar Auxiliary Army Camp on Tarasa and asked Lena about the next steps.

"Report the situation here to Zhou Yun and Lord Guilliman———" Before Reina finished her words, she heard the crisp sound of a door opening.

She and the soldiers of the 184th Cadia Regiment showed joy at the same time, and all looked in the direction where the door opened.
The red and pink wooden door was gently pushed open, and a figure walked out.
"Zhou E?" Before Reina could even call out Zhou Yun's name, she was stunned for a moment.
A round, blue, red-nosed raccoon cat walked out of the Anywhere Door.

The soldiers of the 184th Cadia Regiment immediately knelt on the ground, and the soldiers of the Ultramar Auxiliary Army also gasped, as if they saw the legend appear before their eyes.

Zhou Yun, who was wearing the appearance of Doraemon, reached into the four-dimensional pocket and pulled out a lantern.

"Ding ding ding! The light that eliminates useless bacteria!"

(End of this chapter)