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

Chapter 312: Clang clang clang! Earth-destroying bomb! (-word chapter)
Zhou Yun happily stuffed the black sword and three virus bombs he had collected from the Black Templar Heretic Blade into his fourth-dimensional pocket.

Including the black sword that belonged to Marshal Amalric's expeditionary force and was taken back from Abaddon, Zhou Yun now has two black swords in his four-dimensional pocket.

According to what Sanguinius said before, although Sigismund was dead, his hatred for Abaddon and Chaos was so deep that the fragments of his consciousness and the machine soul in the black sword merged with each other.

If more than half of the black swords can be collected, combined with the power Zhou Yun obtained from the field of vicious skills, perhaps Sigismund's consciousness can be revived from the machine soul.

This is also the reason why Zhou Yun has not sold the black sword.

Sigismund, who has a mechanical body and a machine soul, theoretically would not even be restrained by the magic sword Draconian.
The magic sword was born in the first murder of mankind, restraining all humans and was one of Abaddon's greatest reliances.

Zhou Yun was very curious, if Draconian's restraint on humans was gone, who would be better, Abaddon or Sigismund?
Well, it should be 30-70, right? Sigismund 30, Abaddon 70. After all, Abaddon was chosen by the four gods. Sigismund would need at least three swords to chop Abaddon into seven pieces.

Zhou Yun took the Black Sword and told the three Black Templar priests on the Heretic about his plan to gather the Black Swords and revive Sigismund.

The three priests were very excited and praised Saint Doraemon. They didn't expect that Saint Doraemon could not only revive the Primarch, but also the Emperor's Champion.

It's a pity that the Black Templar is a decentralized organization. Their only responsibility is to escort the black sword and examine the loyalty. They have no way to send other black swords to Zhou Yun.

The three priests could only promise Zhou Yun that after completing the dispatch of the 500 Black Templar warriors, they would look for other expeditionary forces that were scattered across the galaxy, try to find other black swords, and bring back Sigismund, the founder of the Black Templar and the first Emperor Champion.

After getting off the Heretic, Zhou Yun went to see Guilliman, who had been handling government affairs all night.
After learning that the entire Black Templars actually maintained a minimum of 5,000 or even tens of thousands of people, Guilliman repeatedly praised the Black Templars, praising them for being worthy of being the descendants of Dorne.

Although Guilliman was a little uncomfortable with the fact that they believed in the Emperor to the extreme and almost blew up Macragge, the Black Templars had maintained such a scale for ten thousand years and were constantly carrying out expeditions against Chaos. They were indeed the most active chapter during the ten thousand years when he was unconscious.
Guilliman very much hoped to get help from the Black Templars, but unfortunately after the Great Rift opened, most of the Black Templars' expeditionary forces were cut off from contact.

After Guilliman devoted himself to the tedious and complicated work, Zhou Yun returned to his residence alone.

After the Doraemon Squadron Project began, Guilliman expanded the area in the Hera Fortress allocated to Zhou Yun.
The surrounding area is the Doraemon Squad's base, and the central area is where Zhou Yun and the commanders of the Doraemon Squad live.
When Zhou Yun came back, he heard bursts of roars coming from the training ground behind his residence, and from time to time there were thunder and explosions.
Zhou Yun walked towards the training ground with some curiosity.
This training ground is a small Roman-style arena, built of rough hard stones, surrounded by layers of stone steps and a sand pit filled with fine sand in the middle.
At this moment, there are four figures standing in the sand pit, and it seems to be a 2-on-2 battle.
Zhou Yun stood silently beside the marble column, looking down at the battle from above.

On one side is the Blood Angels' Captain, Kallain, who is equipped with Terminator Power Armor, and the Blood Angels' Chief Think Tank Mephiston.

On the other side are Reina and the clown shadow prophet Hilandri. Curtain Walker.
Xilandli. Curtain Walker was what Zhou Yun got back from Xi Gaoqi.

"God of Laughter, Hilandri is my beloved, you can't take my love away from me!"

"I understand! I understand!"

Although Hilandri Curtain Walker was confused at the time, Xigaoqi directly appointed Hilandri Curtain Walker as the Ambassador of Friendship between the Eldar and Humans, responsible for the communication between Him and Zhou Yun, and kicked her to Zhou Yun.

Xilandli. Curtain Walker is a rare talent in a sense. Zhou Yun really needs her for some sneaky things.

I just didn't expect how she got into this arena.
Reina's roar interrupted Zhou Yun's thoughts.

She wears a portable pyramid on her head, a prop that can inspire people's potential.
Although Reina had used memory bread to memorize a lot of theoretical knowledge about psychic powers, she still hadn't really learned it. She forgot everything after going to the toilet.
Zhou Yun had no choice but to give her a portable pyramid, hoping to stimulate the potential of her brain.
As a result, Reina's psychic power was further enhanced by the portable pyramid, and her resistance to the whispering sounds in the subspace also increased.
But his learning ability remained the same, and his saintly qualities became even better.
Pale spiritual flames continued to splash in her eyes, and her whole body was shrouded in a burst of arc light that seemed real and unreal, and the whole person was suspended in mid-air.
As her roar sounded, the curtain between reality and the warp was torn apart in an instant. The air in the arena suddenly became cold due to the psychic reaction, and sparkling crystal frost condensed in the air.
A psychic lightning condensed from the power of the Supreme Heaven flashed a deep blue light in the palm of Reina's hand.

The hurricane drew an arc in the air that did not conform to the laws of physics, and with a hissing sound, it slammed heavily into Captain Kallain on the ground.

Captain Kallain held up the holy relic, the Hammer of Baal, and the iron halo behind his head also emitted a buzzing sound.
The blue energy field accumulated in Baal's Hammer exploded, and the Iron Halo projected a deflection field that collided with the psychic lightning shot by Reina.
The lightning and energy field electrolyzed the surrounding air at the same time. A scent of ozone floated in the air, and the splashing electric current melted and burned the surrounding fine sand.
The bamboo dragonfly on Captain Kalain's head turned silently. This small prop suddenly gave Captain Kalain a huge lift.
Wearing the Terminator Power Armor, he flew up like a scarlet cannonball, swinging the buzzing Hammer of Baal at Rena in mid-air.
Reina raised one hand, and the psychic energy around her was infused with her will, instantly condensing in front of her, forming a thick protective force field. This was one of the few telekinetic psychic spells she could still use.

Baal's Hammer collided with Reina's protective force field. Reina tried to deflect Baal's Hammer with her own will.
But Captain Kalion gritted his teeth and relied on his own flesh and blood strength, the auxiliary power of the Terminator Power Armor and the power of the holy relic Hammer of Baal to fight against Rena's will.

In comparison, the battle between Hilandri Curtainwalker and Mephiston is relatively simple.

Hilandri Curtain Walker rushed towards Mephiston. Her figure instantly turned into hundreds of broken blocks of color, flickering in the sand pit, and she almost disappeared on the spot.
Mephiston was not in a hurry. He just raised his hand slightly.
A stream of spiritual energy instantly covered the entire sand pit, and all the gravel rose from the ground, along with the hidden Hilandri Curtain Walker.
Mephiston pinched in the air, and her body was instantly restrained in mid-air. With a slight movement of his fingers, Hilandri Curtain Walker was thrown out of the sand pit like a rag, and fell heavily between the stone-carved auditoriums.

The few Astartes and Cartier 184th Regiment soldiers sitting sparsely in the audience all cheered.

"How did you provoke them?" Zhou Yun couldn't help laughing and sat down next to Hilandri Curtain Walker who had fallen in the audience.
The clown shadow prophet's eyes turned white, his lips trembled, and he looked like he was being bullied.

But before he could speak, Finney, a soldier from the Sixth Company of the Blood Angels, one of Doraemon's chosen ones, who once brought back the Spear of Perfection for the Blood Angels, spoke up in advance: "We were having a regular sparring match, and the Veil Walker suddenly got involved."

"It's a shame. We are no match for the Veil Walker. Most of the warriors were knocked down by her."

"Later, we encountered someone we couldn't defeat, and the Curtain Walker even dragged Captain Reina with him. Relying on Captain Reina's psychic power, we fought two on two."

"Later, Captain Kallain and Lord Mephiston noticed the situation in the arena, so Lord Mephiston invited the Veilwalkers to a first blood duel. He wanted to see the skills of the Eldar Harlequins."

"Curtain Walker originally wanted to refuse, but Captain Reina wanted to see the difference between herself and Lord Mephiston in terms of psychic power, so she agreed first."

"I just want to bully ordinary Astartes." Hilandri Veilwalker said weakly, "Who knows there are monsters like Mephiston who are considered psychic lunatics among us Eldar."

Zhou Yun smiled helplessly and shook his head.

Hilandri. Veilwalker's strength is indeed good. The captains of ordinary regiments are no match for her.
Unfortunately, Mephiston, the chief think tank of the Blood Angels, is one of the best psychics in the entire human empire and even in the galaxy.
Among those beings who can still be called human and move freely in the material universe, the only ones who can definitely defeat him are a few, including Ahriman, the Chosen One of Tzeentch.
On Macragge, apart from the two Primarchs, only Digris, who is currently working overtime, is his opponent.

Hilandri Curtainwalker came here to have fun, but ended up becoming the fun herself.

Reina in the sand pit noticed that Hilandri Curtain Walker was killed by Mephiston in an instant, and her expression suddenly froze.
She had seen Mephiston's psychic power in Asford, but at that time Mephiston faced the Hive Mind and killed a group of Alpha-level brainworms and spirit brain beasts, suffering considerable injuries.
Reina gritted her teeth, and the portable pyramid on her head suddenly burst out with a green light. Her psychic potential was suddenly stimulated by this item.

In an instant, Reina felt that every cell in her body was immersed in psychic energy, and she was constantly sinking into the subspace, as if she had become some kind of non-physical existence.
She opened her mouth slightly and roared silently, while psychic flames and light roared out from her facial features at the same time.
She waved her arms violently, and her will was exerted on the reality. Karen looked in amazement at the reality around him twisting and turning under the control of Reina's will.

Reina threw Karen and the entire space around her into the audience.
The sound of explosions rang out in the audience, and everyone dodged. Zhou Yun also pulled Hilandri, who was exhausted by Mephiston, to the side.
Kalion was completely embedded in the thick rock and twisted his body, but the Terminator power armor on his body was damaged by Lena's psychic power and he could not move for the time being.

Mephiston in the sand pit noticed that Reina had subdued Karlain, and slowly raised one hand.

Suddenly, some power beyond the real dimension seemed to be wriggling under Mephiston's flesh and blood body, and a dark shadow was spreading around him.

The Blood Angels' chief think tank used his psychic powers to compete with Reina for dominance of reality.

The psychic powers of the two intersected in mid-air, and reality wailed under the crushing force from the warp.
The Blood Angels around couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, because Reina didn't fall immediately before Mephiston's psychic power.

But after a few minutes of this psychic duel, Reina felt that she could no longer hold on.
She couldn't tell what level of psychic power she had gained from the portable pyramid, but there was no doubt that this psychic power exceeded the limit of her body and was dragging her towards the edge of collapse every moment.
Mephiston's psychic power also frightened Reina. Her control over reality was getting weaker and weaker, and Mephiston's psychic power easily overwhelmed her.

Eventually, Reina was unable to resist and could only raise her hands in surrender to Mephiston, retracting her psychic power and falling into the sand pit.

"When did you start to like dueling?" Zhou Yun stepped into the sand pit and grabbed Rena, who fell into the sand and was sweating profusely.

"Ever since I found out that studying can't improve my psychic skills." Reina tried to wipe the sweat off her forehead with her psychic power, but accidentally scratched herself and left a bloody mark.
She tried to use her psychic energy to repair the wound, but the flesh and blood grew excessively, and a tumor appeared on Reina's forehead.
Reina uttered a slight groan of annoyance, and reached out to physically tear the tumor off.

The portable pyramid did improve her psychic power, but the psychic power that was increased out of thin air was more difficult to control. Reina was almost unable to use most psychic spells and could only rely on psychic power to overcome it.
"So I joined the dueling pit to try and improve my fighting skills." "It's quite useful. Do you want to try it too?"

Lena pointed to the sand pit under her feet and said that in her impression, apart from Zhou Yun's marksmanship and the famous sword, Electric Pill, his fighting skills were quite average.

After hearing Reina's suggestion, before Zhou Yun could react, Mephiston took a step back in fear, as if he wanted to leave the duel pit unnoticed.
The Blood Angels sitting around showed similar expressions. They quickly covered their Chapter Holy Relics, as if recalling some dark memories.
"Okay, can I bring my own weapon?"

As he spoke, Zhou Yun reached into his four-dimensional pocket and took out a revolver:
"This is a combat gun. One shot can destroy a tank."

Before anyone present could react, Zhou Yun reached into his pocket and pulled out a sci-fi-looking gun.

"This is the Overlord Gun. One shot can destroy a building."

Lena swallowed slightly, and moved away from Zhou Yun with a little fear.
She can also destroy buildings, but the weapon is a gun. Zhou Yun's gun skills are always accurate and he has never missed.
“And this, this is”

Zhou Yun suddenly stretched out his hand, and his four-dimensional pocket expanded. He held a dark green air-drop bomb high in the air:

"Bang, bang, bang! Earth-destroying bomb!"

The sound of people gasping for breath rang out all around, and everyone looked at the bomb in Zhou Yun's hand with a little horror.

Reina was sweating profusely, and she realized that she shouldn't have suggested that Zhou Yun come to the duel pit.

"Boss Zhou Yun!" At this moment, Hilandri Curtain Walker somersaulted and walked a few steps in front of Zhou Yun.

"Why, do you want to have a bloody duel with me?" Zhou Yun said, smiling as he looked at Hilandri Curtain Walker, the Earth Destroying Bomb in his hand slightly lowered in her direction.

Hilandri Curtain Walker was startled and quickly stepped back: "Hold it firmly!"

She hesitated for a moment, and finally moved closer to Zhou Yun and whispered:

"The God of Laughter is ready. He has already sent an invitation to the God of Death."

"Invite Enard to the Black Library to discuss the future of the Eldar."

Fufrani stood high atop the Eldar Embassy on Macragge, gazing at Guilliman's Temple in the distance.

During this time, she had spoken with the Ultramarines several times.
What a perfect existence it is, childish and mature at the same time.
The immaturity lies in the fact that he has actually walked on earth for only two or three hundred years, which is shorter than Evelene.

Maturity lies in the fact that he has actually existed for 10,000 years. Of course, childishness and maturity are more reflected in his mind.

The immaturity lies in how incredible his ideals are in his heart, and the maturity lies in how powerful and wise he is that he tries his best to realize his dreams.

Evelyne had never felt so much admiration and respect for a human being, even though there were many conflicts of interest between them.

Of course, this does not mean that there are no other beings among humans who deserve Evelyne's respect.
Sanguinius is one, and Zhou Yun, the "God of Death of Mankind", is another. These two are equally noble beings.

But Sanguinius is more like some kind of warp being, noble and holy.
Zhou Yunze... Uh, Evelena didn't know how to describe Zhou Yun. That man's spirit and energy were simply not from this era. It was as if he had a completely different worldview from the others.
Even when the two of them passed each other in Guilliman's command room, Zhou Yun suddenly proposed something, saying that in order to deepen the cooperation between humans and the Eldar and the relationship between the two races, he thought that he could marry Guilliman.
This proposal made Qianmian furious, and he cursed and said it was a humiliation.
But Evelyne herself had no ill feelings towards this, she was just a little surprised that Zhou Yun's thoughts were so different.

Although the Eldar often refer to humans as monkeys, or Mon Keigh in the Eldar language, humans are in fact fundamentally different from the real Mon Keigh, the barbaric species that once enslaved the Eldar.

Even the Eldar and Humans are quite similar physiologically, which is recognized by the most rational scholars of both races.

In general, humans and the Eldar are both bipedal primate psychic races, and the genetic basis of both is the same deoxyribonucleotide sequence, but humans have two and the Eldar have three.
Although it is difficult to produce a child through direct intercourse between the two races, it is very easy to create a hybrid of the two races through biotechnology.
Moreover, compared with most Eldar males, Guilliman lacks the self-pitying awkwardness and perversion hidden under forced abstinence, and has a unique sense of seriousness.
Evelyne seriously considered Zhou Yun's proposal. After all, Guilliman was not resurrected by the Death Army, and the relationship between the two races was a bit thin.

At this moment, footsteps sounded from behind Eveleene, and Thousand Faces, wearing red armor, walked silently behind Eveleene.

"Little girl." Qianmian said in a gentle voice.

Evelyne felt goosebumps coming out of Macragge's hot wind. She couldn't help but distance herself from Qianmian.

Qianmian was her teacher in the Ark World, and Evelyne respected him.

If it weren't for the feelings he showed towards Evelene, it would be more respectful;
"You should know that the God of Laughter has invited Inad." Qianmian said.

Thousand Faces is Inad's chosen one. Although he is not as blessed as Evelene, he can still hear Inad's whispers in his sleep.

The Laughing God Xigochi invited Inard to enter the Black Library to discuss the future of the Eldar.

This was the first time. After Inard's initial recovery, the Laughing God seemed to be wary of Inard.
Although the birth of Inard was helped by his Harlequin, He always communicated with Inard indirectly through Harlequin and Evelini.

He was unwilling to open the Black Library to the Death Army and Inad, and instead hid in it.
But why this time?
Evelyne frowned slightly: "Is the Laughing God playing some kind of trick?"

Inard was just born, and he relied on instinct to a large extent. His intelligence was not good enough.

Qianmian's combat ability is not bad, but his intelligence is not very high. I don't know what he is thinking with his Eldar's multiple lobes.
Therefore, among the three pillars of the Death Army, only Evelyne can think and make plans.

"What kind of trick could it be?" Qianmian shook his head and said, "Little girl, you think too much."

"Sigochi is the last Eldar god, and Inad is the Eldar god who is about to be born. How could Sigochi play tricks on Inad? He is his brother."

"The broken Cain, Inad, and Sigochi can form a small Eldar Pantheon. This is definitely beneficial to Sigochi, who is now the master of the Pantheon and is responsible for reconciling the pantheon. His authority will also be enhanced and his power will rise."

"What's more," Qianmian said with a little disdain, "Xi Gaoqi was originally a marginal figure in the Pantheon. He only took control of the Pantheon by luck and escape. His position in the Pantheon is not as good as Inad's. How could he possibly plot against Inad?"

Evelyne said nothing.

She knew Sigochi better than the Thousand Faces who had always been in the temples of the Craft Worlds. Many temples in the Craft Worlds had regained the faith of the old Pantheon, worshipping the dead gods and remembering the broken glory, just like the Eldar who were immersed in the glory of the past. They had never worshipped Sigochi, the only remaining Eldar god.
But Evelyne, who walked in the Milky Way, knew clearly that Sigochi was a great god, perhaps the greatest among the gods of the Eldar.
He cares about the Eldar Pantheon, his other brothers, and his own power, but these are not the most important things in his heart.
All He really cares about is
Evelyne shook her head.

"No, I must be overthinking it."

"How could the God of Laughter backstab Inad, who is also a god of the Eldar?"

"What good can this do for Him? The destruction of the Pantheon again will only harm Him."

(End of this chapter)