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

Chapter 527 Slave
Zhou Yun pushed open the Anywhere Door, stepped out, and arrived next to the Golden Throne.
Beside the Golden Throne lies the same star system where Zhou Yun had just been.

However, the entire galaxy was compressed to a size of only about one meter in diameter.

This is not because Zhou Yun shrunk the entire galaxy, but because when using the spacetime transformer, the spacetime dimensions were not aligned. As a result, when the galaxy was transformed to the throne room, its spacetime dimensions did not match the spacetime dimensions of the throne room, making it appear smaller.

Zhou Yun turned to look at the galaxy, then pulled out his four-dimensional pocket and stuffed the entire galaxy into it.
Then, with a thought, Zhou Yun sold off all the matter in the entire star system, leaving only the Lord of Light, the Stone Fortress, the Blessed Lady, the Conqueror, and those starships that belonged to either the Devourer Legion or the Fallen Angels.

[Item Name: Star System]
[Origin: Galaxy]
[Review: This is a star system orbiting a red dwarf star, containing two solid planets and one gas giant. There is no life or recyclable minerals. It has not been developed or modified and is only suitable as an introductory astronomy toy for preschool children.]
[Production time: Approximately five billion years ago]
[Status: Running normally]
A large sum of money instantly entered his account, but it was still less than the price Zhou Yun had imagined.
Even the entire galaxy wasn't worth as much as the megalithic fortress that Zhou Yun currently possessed.
Zhou Yun vaguely sensed that, given the same quantity, Future Department Store seemed more willing to reclaim items unique to the Warhammer universe.
For example, the relics of various chapters, the various equipment of the Astral Army, and also the Astartes, the Tyranid swarm, the Celestials, and various things related to the warp.

The star system Zhou Yun had just sold was undeveloped and unmodified, a purely natural system, which seemed quite ordinary to them, and they were only willing to offer a relatively low price.
As expected, the department stores of the future weren't looking for energy or minerals—those things seemed useless in the 22nd century. They were more interested in Warhammer-themed items, and the rarer and more unique the item, the higher the price.
Zhou Yun couldn't help but fix his gaze on the giant stone fortress.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Yun shook his head.

Guilliman is currently managing the entire Holy Land of the Empire for him to generate gold coins, while Dante is managing the Dark Side of the Empire for generating gold coins. Although the price of the Stone Fortress is high, it's not high enough for Zhou Yun to absolutely have to sell it.

Selling out the entire startup team directly has a negative impact.
Furthermore, with Ryan in Zhou Yun's hands, controlling the Dark Angels Legion is quite easy. If managed well, they could become a group of loyal followers who could generate tons of gold for Zhou Yun.
Zhou Yun randomly selected a star system he had passed through before and casually used the spacetime converter to place the megalithic fortress there.
Of course, the Stone Fortress and the Dark Angels Chapter wouldn't be sold, but Zhou Yun packed up and took away the vast amount of holy relics and ancient technological artifacts accumulated by the Dark Angels inside the Stone Fortress.
However, Zhou Yun kindly slipped a requisition order personally signed by the Emperor into their warehouse, which the Dark Angels Legion would surely understand.

Then, Zhou Yun turned his gaze to the "Blessed Lady" ship, looking at his greatest gain.

Zhou Yun's fingers twitched slightly, and he pulled Angron and Kahn out of the four-dimensional pocket.

Kahn was in terrible condition. He had attempted a suicidal attack by stuffing Momotaro dumplings into Angron's mouth, and now he was cut in half at the waist, bleeding profusely, and his life hung in the balance.
Raum, who was possessing his body, was in a similar state, on the verge of collapse.

Raum's existence is less about impending death and more about the disappearance of the very things that sustained him. Raum's existence was largely fueled by his hatred for Erebas; now that his revenge has been achieved, Raum himself has lost his reason for being.
He didn't disappear completely; he was only existing temporarily because he was possessing Kahn's body and relying on the lingering hatred between Kahn and himself. That hatred wouldn't last long; he would soon die completely, and even Zhou Yun's power of the Erosion and Destruction Domain wouldn't be able to save him.

Because demons have no concept of life, let alone the ability to reverse death.

But Zhou Yun could still save Kahn. He temporarily ignored Angron and instead bent down, reaching out his hand to Kahn, trying to reverse the course of life and death and heal Kahn.
"My lord, I beg you..." Kahn suddenly stretched out his bare arm, gently grasped Zhou Yun's hand, and pleaded with him in a low voice.

He wasn't begging Zhou Yun to save him; Zhou Yun could sense Kahn's thoughts.
Kahn longed for death.

True revenge is both destruction and self-destruction. If a person makes revenge the entirety of their life, then the moment they complete their revenge, their own life will be destroyed.
Raum was like that, and Kahn was really no different.

“I should have died long ago,” Kahn’s gaze began to wander. “Ten thousand years ago, I should have died by Sigismund’s sword.”

"But the Blood God... the Blood God doesn't want me to die. He's such a cruel god." "You...you're different. Although you appear vicious, you are ultimately merciful."

"I beg you to let me die. I also beg you to stop enslaving him."

Zhou Yun didn't say much, but simply withdrew his hand and nodded slightly to Kahn, saying, "Okay."

Although reversing life and death is easy for Zhou Yun now, he doesn't actually use this ability very often.

Because in this universe, it would be too cruel to forbid anyone from dying. If a soul truly yearns for death, then Zhou Yun wouldn't actually want to force him back to this dark world.
This was true for Lager back then, and it's true for Kahn now.
As for Lena, Zhou Yun had sensed that there was no desire for death in Lena's soul, only a burning loyalty to humanity, the Emperor, and Doraemon.

But the other occupant of this throne room's eroding and destructive domain wasn't as humane as Zhou Yun.

Almost the instant Zhou Yun moved his hand away, Kahn vaguely saw a cold golden light appear before his eyes, and a voice faintly came from within the light.
"Repent, pledge your allegiance to me once more, and I will grant you the golden throne, with a body bound by curses—"

"I...I'm not Sigismund, I'm not like him."

Kahn's tone was complex; he still remembered what Sigismund looked like back then.

Hollow, soulless, broken, yet fiercely powerful, like ashes.

So, get out.

Kahn gritted his teeth and growled with his last bit of strength:

"I don't want to be your slave."

The golden light showed no anger; it simply viewed Kahn as a useful tool and paid no heed to Kahn's rage.

His refusal made the golden light feel that it had lost a useful tool.
Kahn took two or three deep breaths, feeling the increasing pain in his lungs and sensing his life slipping away.
Just then, Kahn heard footsteps and smelled the scorching hot sand.
Suddenly, a pair of large, kind hands lifted up his mutilated body.
"Kahn, my son."

(End of this chapter)