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

Chapter 626 Which warband is least adept at dealing with space dwarves?
Lena stood on the bridge of the Lord of Light, looking at the desolate planet before her with some worry.

This is an unnamed planet; in the Imperial archives, it is only known as Duat-8, indicating that it is the eighth planet in the Duat system.
This planet is of no importance in the entire galaxy.

There are no minerals worth mining, the atmosphere is insufficient to sustain life, and there are no inhabitants.
But at this moment, in Lena's eyes, this planet was almost as important as Terra, even more important than Baal and Macurag.

This is because Zhou Yun is on this desolate planet, and the Primarchs Sanguis and Robert Guilliman are also there.

However, apart from that, there were no other troops on the Duat-8. Neither Zhou Yun's Doraemon Squad, Saint Gilles's Blood Guard, nor Guilliman's Ever Victorious Army followed them.

The three strongest entities of the human empire stood on this planet without any protection, and even the Light Lord, where Lena was, was ordered to evacuate the star system immediately.

Lena was terrified, fearing something might happen to them, but Zhou Yun refused any form of protection.

"Give me 100,000 Astartes, and I'd be better off with a space dwarf."

"At least I can tell some dwarf jokes to amuse myself."

Lena had to admit that Zhou Yun was right.
Once the battle truly breaks out, neither the Astronauts nor Astartes will be of much use, nor will they be able to provide any protection for the two Primarchs and Zhou Yun. In the end, the Primarchs and Zhou Yun will likely end up protecting Astartes and the Astronauts.

But Lena remained deeply worried. She felt the risk was simply too great.

"You once believed that everything was the Emperor's best arrangement, but you're unwilling to believe that everything now is Doraemon's best arrangement?"

Jeanne stood beside Rena, also gazing at the desolate planet, and spoke.

"I trust Saint Doraemon, but I'm worried about Zhou Yun." Reina couldn't help but clench her hands into a ball and place them on her chest: "May the Emperor and Saint Doraemon protect us."

Jeanne looked at Reina, somewhat unable to understand Reina's logic.

May the Emperor and Saint Doraemon themselves bless the Emperor and Saint Doraemon.
"Can your precognitive abilities locate the space dwarves?" Lena suddenly asked.

Jeanne tilted her head, a little confused, not understanding what Lena meant.

"Dwarfs?" Jeanne asked, puzzled.

"Zhou Yun said he wanted to tell dwarf jokes. Dwarf jokes must be jokes told by dwarfs, right?"

"Let's go catch some dwarves and tell Zhou Yun jokes."

Although Lena was a little slow to notice, she also realized that Zhou Yun's mental state seemed to have some subtle changes compared to before.

It seemed that Lena was feeling a bit bored, so she tried to find something interesting for Zhou Yun.

“A group of space dwarves are trying to sneak in from the edge of the exorcism zone.”

Jeanne's eyes gleamed slightly as she spoke, then she changed the subject:
"Do you know which Primarch's offspring is least adept at dealing with space dwarves?"

"...Which one?" Lena asked, bewildered, as she ordered the Lord of Light to head towards the location Jeanne had indicated.

“It is the White Scar, a descendant of Chagatai Khan. The White Scar once issued an extermination order against the Space Dwarves, but not a single Space Dwarf was injured or killed,” Jeanne said with a tense face.

"Why?" Lena asked, a little confused.

“Because the Chogoris do not kill men or women shorter than a cartwheel,” Jeanne said seriously.

"Huh??" A series of question marks popped up above Lena's head, but before she could ask, a red dot appeared on the oracle of the Lord of Light.
In fact, there was no need for the oracles; Lena could see the magnificent ship that had entered the Duat system with her naked eye.

It was like a pitch-black city of tombs suspended in space, tearing through the stars as it came. Its size was unprecedented for Lena. Even the Abyss-class battleship Doraemon Cabinet could not compare to that warship, and even the Mountain Formation was slightly inferior.

Lena even suspected that a black star had crashed in.

Fortunately, the enemy ignored the Lord of Light and headed straight for the Duat-8.

In the final moments before leaving the Duat system, Lena only saw three burning flames fall from the void, followed by a sharp laugh.

"Szalak! King of Silence! You wretched creature!" "Did you miss me? Your dear old friend has come to see you!"

A sharp, mocking laugh echoed through the void, followed by the appearance of a figure shimmering with golden light.

Golden ribbons fluttered in the void, a mocking face emerged from the darkness, and a lithe body, as graceful as an ancient Greek statue of Terra, stood before the Silent King's flagship, the Song of Annihilation.

That agile body rested against the stars, its feet treading on the stars, a mocking smile on its lips. A hand, larger than the flagship of the Silent King, reached into the galaxy, and three fragments of star gods hung from the threads of lies at its fingertips.

The three fragments of the Star Gods—the Shaper, the Planner, and the Ruler—were deceived by lies and controlled by their inner hatred, launching an attack on the Silent King's flagship, the Song of Annihilation.

Dark matter meteors, swarms of metallic insects, a ripped spacetime—fragments of the Star God display the power of the material universe's god, wantonly twisting the laws of physics, determined to utterly tear apart the Song of Annihilation.
However, the moment these attacks approached the Annihilation Song, the spacetime expansion field that enveloped the entire Annihilation Song was instantly activated, causing all attacks to slow down extremely. Even the three Star God fragments were instantly bound within the expanding time.

On the Song of Annihilation, the Silent King's fingers held a small crystal. The crystal constantly refracted the surrounding light, reflecting different scenes as the Silent King's fingers moved.

In an instant, the reflections of the three Star God fragments appeared within them.
Crystal, light, dimension, space, causality, and reality were connected; the Silent King's fingers crushed the crystal with a bang.
The three star gods, along with the space in which they existed, collapsed and disintegrated simultaneously, shattering them into hundreds of fragments that were swept to different locations in the Milky Way.

In the most prosperous period of our civilization, this was merely a small trick, establishing a causal connection between the crystal and a space in the universe through the refraction of light; the breaking of the crystal meant the breaking of everything in that space.
The Silent King gazed at the crystals scattering from his fingertips and thought indifferently,
Now, however, it is a treasure in his treasury, becoming one of the top 100 most powerful attack methods on the Song of Annihilation.
A profound sense of guilt surged within his now-defunct heart.

How can we stay in the present? How can we move on to the future?

If you all go to the future, then my past mistakes will be forever uncorrectable.

You can only go back to the past.
The Silent King looked at the golden figure floating above the galaxy, the one posing as a fraudster.

"Xi Gaoqi, do you really have to play this ridiculous trick?"

"Do you think you can provoke me with this?"

King Silent Szalak saw through the deception at a glance; it was merely a disguise by Sigucci.

In the void, the agile golden figure flickered slightly, and dazzling colors emerged from beneath its golden body, transforming into a robe that draped over its body. Its once muscular arms instantly became pale and slender, like a ghost.
Those slender hands pressed against her face, stretching her chin and forehead, making her nose bulge out and her cheeks hollow, transforming that cunning face into a distorted crescent moon.
Then, he lightly swept his fingers across his face, and his face was immediately covered with a layer of powder.

Laughing God Xi Gaoqi chuckled and lowered his enormous, moon-like head onto the Silent King's flagship, the Annihilation Song, his eyes reflecting the Silent King in the cabin.

“Silent King, old friend, if your eyes had been this sharp back then, you wouldn’t have fallen for my trick.”

"Your trick?" The Silent King sneered. "I've seen through it. Are you still pretending to be a fraudster?"

"You're really not smart enough!"

Xi Gaoqi chuckled, his voice gradually becoming ethereal, as if distorting the history that had already unfolded:
"Have you forgotten me? I used to impersonate the fraudsters, and people could never tell whether some of the pranks in the galaxy were done by me or the fraudsters."

"How can you be sure that the fraudster who deceived you back then wasn't me in disguise?"

This was a completely nonsensical lie, but when it came from Xigaoqi's mouth, it burrowed into the Silent King's will like a tiny insect, stirring up his memories of that time.
His thoughts became slightly disordered, and some memories that were not originally there surged up, seemingly suggesting that it was indeed Xigaoqi disguised as a fraudster who tricked the Silent King into causing the Fear of Death to be destroyed.
But why did He do that?
What benefit would he gain from doing this?

"If we don't do this, how could the ancient saints be destroyed? How could the Spirit Race rise to power and become the overlords of the Milky Way?"

This was, of course, a complete lie, riddled with holes, but Sigmund never intended to truly deceive the Silent King at this moment.

He merely used words to fabricate false memories, distort the original facts, stir up the Silent King's nerves, and awaken the Silent King's anger.

In fact, Cigoch succeeded.

Although he knew that Xigaoqi's words were false, those words, like tiny insects, stimulated the most sensitive spot in the Silent King's will. And in those false memories, the image of Xigaoqi pushing the Fearful Ones to throw themselves into the furnace kept flashing back.
And those memories that the Silent King felt most guilty about gradually transformed into a ridiculous drama under Xigoqi's orchestration.
Thus, anger erupted within the will of the Silent King.

He raised the god-slaying spear, pointing it at Xigaoqi, at the Laughing God of the Spirit Clan.

"Then you go die."

(End of this chapter)