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

Chapter 525 If war hurts you, just remember, war will hurt me first.

The Blood God's roar echoed through the void as He proclaimed His name to the highest heavens and the dimensions of reality.
It is war, the endless slaughter, the ever-flowing river of blood throughout the long years, every cruel battle and fight, and a touch of crimson joy above the darkness of death.

"I have witnessed billions of wars, I have participated in billions of wars."

"Millions of warriors have offered millions of skulls in my name, and millions of drops of blood have flowed for millions of years in my name."

"The flames of war will burn for centuries, destroy countless nations, and sever countless skulls; even the gods cannot escape this fate."

"And I am war itself, I am the first drop of blood, I am the last drop of blood, therefore I was, I am now, and I will be forever."

From the first group of archaea that emerged in the sea and began to devour another group, to the primitive humans who used flint to strike the first spear and pierce the chest of their own kind,

From the first bronze sword born in the furnace that slayed the first head, to the galloping wheels that drove the chariot to crush the flesh and blood of mortals,

From the magnificent expeditions where horseshoes trampled the steppes and slaughtered barbarians, to the nomadic tribes descending from the north and creating landscapes of carnage and destruction.
From the bullets shooting out of the gun barrel to the trenches shrouded in continuous rain,

The dwarf brandished his slingshot at the giant, while the starships unleashed a barrage of beams that destroyed continents and planets.
Riders on saddles drew their bows and shot down Huns, while Space Marines in power armor used explosive pistols to kill Xenomorphs.

Past, present, and future—scenes of every war unfold within the body of the Blood God, ultimately converging into a crimson joy.
The God of Blood is war, and war is the God of Blood. The God of Blood instigates every war and is born from every war.

As long as war exists in the galaxy at any moment in the past, present, or future, the Blood God will forever sit upon his bronze throne.

"However, how can war not result in casualties?"

"Injury and death are both consequences of war; injury is the honor of a soldier, and disability is proof of war."

"I am Khorne, I am the God of Blood. I accept my wounds as part of the war, I accept these wounds as part of my body, I bear the destiny of sitting on the bronze throne forever, and I bear all the wounds caused by the war."

"Soldiers, do not fear the wounds. If war wounds you, just remember that war will wound me first."

"I will share your wounds, your injuries, and your bloodshed."

Almost the instant the Blood God's voice rang out, his domain began to expand violently, blood flowing through the subspace, nourishing his domain.

The scars suffered by countless warriors in the galaxy during war were also reflected on the Blood God's body. Gunshot wounds, knife wounds, sword wounds, burns, poisoning wounds, pressure wounds, lacerations, festering wounds, radiation wounds—all the scars of war appeared on Khorne's body.

Khorne always suffers the wounds inflicted during war before the soldiers do.
But after these wounds appeared on the Blood God, Khorne's power not only did not weaken in the slightest, but instead increased layer by layer, even revealing a kind of perfection and completeness.

Throughout the countless years since its birth, which cannot be recorded in time, the Blood God has only one regret that he cannot let go of.

As a god of war and blood, he had never engaged in a truly brutal battle with any being, nor had any being ever made him shed blood.

Until Nobita's bullet, by an extremely coincidental twist of fate, pierced His thigh, causing the Blood God to bleed and suffer an incurable wound.
Now, the Blood God, through this wound, offers his own blood as a sacrifice to the realm of unintentional slaughter, to Himself, bearing all the scars of war, and expanding the domain of unintentional slaughter.

From then on, the Blood God's followers no longer needed to fear death, nor even injury, because the Blood God bore the same burdens as him. They didn't need to think about anything; the Blood God carried everything, bore everything. The Blood God was the savior of slaughter, and mortals only needed to kill.

The Blood God's domain became purer, more scorching, and more powerful, but the Blood God was also forced to bear the scars and forever sit upon the bronze throne, never to heal and unleash his full power again.
The wound inflicted by Nobita's arrow seemed to harmonize with the very existence of the Blood God, appearing as a wound that had existed since the Blood God's birth, from the past to the future, an integral part of the Blood God, incurable and indelible.
This was all to vent anger and punish that wisp of blue that had deceived the Blood God.
The Blood God once again raised the greatsword of brass. This time, the sword no longer gleamed with its former brilliance; instead, it was covered in scars and bloodstains, as if it had endured countless battles. But these wounds did not diminish the greatsword's terror; on the contrary, they made it even more formidable.
The Blood God once again swung his sword towards the star system where Zhou Yun was located. The raging fire emanating from it was more than enough to destroy hundreds of star systems, let alone this one.

Zhou Yun could indeed use the famous sword, Lightning Bolt, to push the sword back again, but the Blood God's attack was too powerful; even if the Lightning Bolt was completely drained of its power, it could only reach the target once.
Before Zhou Yun could even draw his next famous sword, the Lightning Pill, the Blood God's next sword strike would already be upon him.

Fortunately, Zhou Yun was prepared; he never intended to confront the Blood God head-on from the beginning.

The Blood God is the most powerful of the four gods, while Zhou Yun is not a god. Why would Zhou Yun want to confront him head-on?
This kind of head-on confrontation with the Blood God should be left to the Emperor!
As the Blood God accepted his destiny of eternally sitting on the bronze throne, Zhou Yun also began his operation.

He took a blue remote control with a handle from his pocket. The remote control had a screen, knobs, and a handle. Zhou Yun quickly fiddled with the knobs on the box.
Just as the Blood God's giant sword was about to fall, a bright blue halo instantly expanded outwards from Zhou Yun, enveloping the entire galaxy.

[Item Name: Time-Space Transformer]
[Origin: 22nd Century Earth - Future Department Store]
[Production Time: 261.M3]
[Function: This function can transform a specified range to the time and space visited by the user within the past 24 hours. Careful adjustment of the range is required to avoid misalignment of the time and space dimensions.]
Almost instantly, blue light engulfed the entire galaxy, and spacetime began to shift.
In the dim light, Zhou Yun looked up at the Blood God, his fingers sweeping across the clapperboard and robot director, a hint of sadness, melancholy, and helplessness on his face.

"I'm sorry, it was all forced upon us by the Emperor, we had no choice," Zhou Yun said in a very apologetic tone.

Then, the Blood God's giant sword fell from the highest heavens, but apart from tearing apart vast swathes of space and vacuum, it struck nothing.

The entire galaxy inexplicably vanished beneath the Blood God's giant sword, disappearing without a trace.

(End of this chapter)