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

Chapter 232: Childcare Robot

"Yes, yes."

"I am Mephiston, the Lord of Death."

Listening to the words of the cunning Horus in front of him, Zhou Yun couldn't help but smile.

Although it was unknown why it and the dark angel were unaware of his existence, they apparently mistook him for Mephiston.

The expression of the cunning Horus stiffened slightly, as if he realized something in an instant.

"You're not Mephiston? What are you!"

But before the cunning Horus could finish his words, Zhou Yun arrived in front of it in the blink of an eye.

Bang! ! ! !

The fist wearing the Superman glove collided with the sharp claws of the cunning Horus, and Zhou Yun's other hand pressed the mechanizer calmly.

His arm suddenly turned into liquid and wrapped around the arm of Horus like a snake.

The Genestealer chieftain, who had grown to his limit, groaned and his arms shriveled up in the blink of an eye, as if all the water had been sucked out of them.

But it doesn’t matter——

The cunning Horus's arm recovered in the blink of an eye, and powerful force surged in his body.

It was not only the power of the parasitic demigod body cultivated by the Great World Devourer, but also the existence of the Warp that was entrenched in the Warp, which was filled with only hatred, curses and disgust, that was blessing the cunning Horus.
That is the sum of the emotions that countless creatures have had towards Horus over the past ten thousand years.

They hated Horus who launched the Great Rebellion, cursed the name of Horus Lupercal, and hated his betrayal.

However, these in turn gave power to the cunning Horus.

"I accept." It said in a low voice to the subspace being.

The dark angel born of pure hatred had no real intelligence, but still responded instinctively to the cunning Horus.

Hatred sprouted in the heart of the cunning Horus. It let out a low roar, wanting to let all the burning desires ripple in its heart.

If we talk about the eightfold path of chaos, then the dark angel probably belongs to the realm of erosion and destruction.
There was only fear that made people lose their minds, only a pure desire for destruction, and only an impulse to crush everything into dust.

Yes, for ten thousand years, in the eyes of all living beings, Horus was a destroyer.

The cunning Horus roared, and a deep desire for destruction emanated from his body. A dark, deep, and crazy illusion spread out from him.

As the patriarch of the Genestealer tribe, it is the core of the spiritual connection of the entire tribe. The illusion it created spreads to the minds of all Genestealers.
The primitive and chaotic desire for destruction intertwined into an illusion, and roars rang out from the mouths of those gene stealers.

"Wolf God! Wolf God! Wolf God!!!"

Those gene stealers roared and rushed towards Zhou Yun, causing waves in the muddy swamp.

However, at this moment, countless sword lights cut through the void, and those gene stealers closest to Zhou Yun were torn apart by wounds that appeared on reality itself.

An Ogryn over two meters tall suddenly rushed out from the ruins in the swamp and stood guard by Zhou Yun's side.

Mephiston hurried over to Zhou Yun's side.

In their previous plans, neither of them expected that Horus would overcome cognitive distortion.
So Mephiston took the first step to find a place that might be used to perform the Horus corruption ritual, planning to set up a psychic teleportation trap, and once Horus was resurrected, teleport him to Zhou Yun's four-dimensional pocket.
Who would have thought that this cunning Horus actually overcame his cognitive distortion and reached an agreement with the Dark Angels in the Warp, and the two merged in a relatively equal manner.

After receiving the news, Mephiston rushed here almost as fast as possible.

The cunning Horus noticed Mephiston who came in from the side, and clenched his claws into hammers and swung them down at Mephiston.

Mephiston stretched out the silver-steel sword in his hand to block it, but the huge impact from the sword made Mephiston tremble all over.

He was actually suppressed by this cunning giant beast in front of him. This was not only a suppression on the material level, but also a suppression on the soul and spiritual level.

The Dark Angels that make up this behemoth were also born from the death of Sanguinius, and are part of the essence of Sanguinius's warp, the source of the Black Rage.
Mephiston even felt that in the subspace, layers of terrifying black feathers were slowly covering him.

"So you are Mephiston, disguised as an Ogryn?"

The appearance of Mephiston made Horus slightly stunned, and then he determined through the perception in the warp that the Ogryn in front of him was actually the descendant of Sanguinius, a powerful psychic.
Excluding the possibility that Sanguinius and some kind of psychic mother Ogryn made a mistake and overcame reproductive isolation,
It could only be that the real Lord of Death, Mephiston, was disguised as Ogryn.

However, the cunning Horus just smiled contemptuously. It is impossible for the offspring of Sanguinius to——————

"Nova Cannon."

Suddenly, Zhou Yun's voice sounded not far away, and the whistling sound of subatomic particles echoed.
"what?!"

The cunning Horus was startled, but he only saw Zhou Yun's arm shoot out a scorching subatomic shell like a cannon barrel.
That is the Nova Cannon that can only be equipped on the Lemanus tank.
Horus instinctively wanted to dodge, but Zhou Yun pressed the mechanizer again after firing the subatomic shell. A two-meter-wide force field was released from Zhou Yun's fingertips, instantly wrapping half of Horus' body.
It was suddenly stuck in mid-air. That was the stasis field.

Subatomic shells whistled, and half of the body of the cunning Horus shattered and whistled.

The giant beast, which was about seven or eight meters tall, let out a wail, and raised its head with half of its body broken, looking at Zhou Yun fiercely.

"The body turns into liquid nanorobots to extract moisture?"

"Subatomic projectiles and stasis fields fired with bare hands?"

"Are you the iron man left over from the golden age?"

As it spoke, the body of the giant beast was healing rapidly. The dark angels entrenched in the subspace were constantly infiltrating their power into the body of this cunning beast.

"Iron Man of the Golden Age?"

"Wrong, I am a child-rearing robot from the 22nd century."

Zhou Yun responded with a grin, glancing at Mephiston.
The two of them discussed briefly and came up with the next plan.
Zhou Yun held back the cunning Horus, and Mephiston prepared a psychic teleportation to send the cunning Horus into Zhou Yun's four-dimensional pocket.

"A 22nd century child-rearing robot?"

The cunning Horus frowned and said in confusion, he didn't quite understand the meaning of this word.
But it still slowly raised its huge body. Under the influence of the power of the subspace, its body had been mostly repaired.
Dense layers of black feathers grew on the original wound, which looked extremely terrifying, like layers of blasphemous cloaks woven from death and destruction.

Not only it, but the gene stealers standing beside it also underwent similar mutations, growing more and more strange black feathers on their bodies, and their bodies became more and more deformed.

This group of Genestealers roared in the name of the Wolf Shepherd God and pounced on Zhou Yun, Mephiston and Loken through the sticky swamp.

Zhou Yun reached into his four-dimensional pocket without haste and slowly took out a prop.
The hallucinations lingered in front of the restaurant owner's eyes, trying to erode his consciousness.

That was a call from the Genestealer leader. The restaurant owner understood. The new leader had already been chosen.

A new cognitive distortion will envelop all Genestealers, and everyone can immerse themselves in it again, forgetting all the pain.
It can see the vision.

It was a time of glory. It would be a part of the Great Crusade and conquer the galaxy with the Warmaster.
Let the galaxy burn
The whispering sounded in the ears of the restaurant owner.

Let the galaxy burn, let the galaxy burn, let the galaxy burn
It saw several figures walking into its restaurant in the dim light.

Sometimes they are as cunning as their bosses, and sometimes they are noble Astartes warriors waiting for the new recruits to wake up.
A burning pain came from the restaurant owner's chest.
It held the beautifully decorated grenade launcher tightly, and the burning pain from it made it suddenly sober up.

The cunning boss silently looked at the three gene stealers in front of him who had fallen into the illusion and were waiting for him to fall into it as well.
The cunning boss looked silently at the cursive words carved on the grenade launcher, which were about the five virtues.

“I should be focused so that my self is not overwhelmed by the anger of my Lord.”

The restaurant owner murmured softly and pointed the grenade launcher at his head.

Its behavior startled the three thieves.

But the restaurant owner couldn't help but smile.

"I should be humble and aware of my own inferiority."

"My blood and flesh were born of aliens, and my soul resides in blasphemy."

"Purity and nobility are both false, but virtue alone is real."

The restaurant owner slowly took down the grenade launcher that was pointed at his head, and then——

Bang! ! !
The roar of bullets and the explosion of the heads of the chickens surrounding it.

"Elytra Sanguinius is a fake, and so is the Warmaster."

"Only virtue is real."

The other two chickens roared at the restaurant owner and pounced on him with their ferocious claws.

But the restaurant owner saw madness, pain and fragmentation in their eyes.

They once saw the truth, and even though they have now actively integrated into another layer of illusion, the pain brought by reality still torments their souls.

The restaurant owner sighed softly, and his other two arms also picked up weapons.

"I shall be merciful and shall give relief to my fellow men by death."

(End of this chapter)