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

Chapter 390: Flower Rope Revolver and Sharpshooter
Valerian could not comprehend what was happening. Even the extraordinary minds of the Custodes could not comprehend the situation before them.

Blood, blood flowed everywhere on the battlefield. The entire battlefield was filled with blood, even covering Valerian's ankles.
He saw the great demon falling from the burning sky, spreading its broken wings, opening its broken single eye, and wielding two hideous battle axes with its scarred arms.

His flesh was torn into pieces, his head was bleeding, his skull was exposed, and his horns were broken. He looked like a wounded demon, like a person being tortured.
But in the next moment, it seemed as if the bloody battlefield nourished him, as if the gift of the Blood God healed him.

The scars on his body disappeared instantly, and his broken wings were repaired.
Blood continued to flow from the wings that were big enough to cover the sky. Eight thousand eight hundred planets burning with flames of war were reflected on the black wings, and a torrential rain of fire and blood was sprinkled on the entire battlefield.
The mortals were reduced to ashes in the flames. Even the Astartes wearing ceramic steel power armor could not directly deal with the rain of blood and fire.
Then, the giant beast launched a charge, and the two ferocious axes that looked like beast teeth cut through the blood rain and rushed into the battle line.

No matter whether it is human or demon, anyone who stands in his way will be killed by the two axes.

The Sisters of Silence wanted to use their anti-psychic powers to restrain the ferocious demon, but instead they were chopped off the skull by the sharp blade wielded by the demon.

A Galatus Contemptor Dreadnought charged with eight Alalus Terminators, but the demon cleaved through the Dreadnought's armor with just eight strikes, crushing the remains of the body. The skulls of the eight Terminators were now hanging around the demon's waist.
Even the tribune Italeo fell under the roaring axe of the great demon. In front of the two ferocious blood axes, the adamantium power armor they were so proud of was as fragile as a parchment scroll.
The great demon came roaring, and the Grey Knight Arcuen shouted his name: Skarbrand,

The former chief demon of Khorne, now forgiven by Khorne, a bloody killer blessed by Khorne,
Skarbrand took a heavy step forward, and a flood of blood appeared in the sea. The huge axe in his hand roared along with the blood tide.

A silent nun was only lightly touched by an axe, and her whole body was engulfed in flames. She wailed as she was burned to ashes.

He is a terrifying killing engine, with lead liquid precipitated by battlefield smoke flowing in his veins. His heart burns the fuel of slaughter, constantly bursting out eternal malice into his muscles, which is almost impossible to stop.

But Valerian chose to face the impossible.
Behind him followed three Sisters of Silence, while the Grey Knight Alcuin attacked from his side.
Two people, one on the left and one on the right, one gold and one gray, the two creations of the Emperor launched an attack on Skarbrand at the same time.
As he got closer, Valerian felt the horror of the beast more clearly.
He felt that he was not facing a physical enemy, but an active volcano, an active volcano that was constantly spewing hellfire.

And Valerian realized with horror that this giant beast had no reason at all. Just by getting close to him, Valerian could feel that every corner of his will was filled with murder and anger.
The Blood God repaired his body, gave him his former strength, and even gave him new gifts.
But he did not restore his consciousness. The Blood God left him with only anger.
Perhaps it was an illusion, or perhaps Valyrian's spirit really saw the horrific scene in the warp.
He saw that the person superimposed on Skarbrand's body was a terrifying being wearing blood-stained brass armor and with a hideous face like a bloodthirsty hound.
The will of the Blood God is attached to Skarbrand, and Skarbrand is just a container of the Blood God's will.

But Valerian and the Grey Knight Arcuin still mustered up their courage and charged forward.
Valerian could not know how Arcuin mustered his courage.
But one of the reasons why Valerian felt he had the courage to wield the spear was because it was so damn humiliating.
He really couldn't accept that the first battle after accepting the return of the Imperial Guards ended in such a tragic defeat.

He could already imagine how the Astartes and mortals would view the Custodes after the war.
Disappointed? Disgusted? Do you think this is all the Emperor's guards are?
No! The Imperial Guards must not become something like this!

Valerian would rather rush towards death than face such a future.
Either he protects the honor of the Guards, or he dies.

Valyrian heard the sound of axes striking ceramite, the axe of slaughter cleaving the ceramite armor of the Grey Knight Arcuen.
But strong psychic power and blood surged out from the silver-grey power armor, turning into roaring lightning and gathering on Alkun's hammer.

The whistling hammer shot out heavily and hit Skarbrand's face. The demon-removing rune burned Skarbrand's thick red skin, but it did not really cause any harm to Skarbrand.
It only slowed down his axe from striking Valerian by a split second, just a split second.
Strangely enough, even though they had never communicated, Valerian miraculously understood Alcuin's purpose.
The Grey Knight used his desperate blow and all his psychic power to buy Valyrian a moment of opportunity, just this one moment.
Somehow, a surge of strength, a surge of rage and courage surged through Valerian.

He let out a roar, and taking advantage of the brief opportunity created by the Grey Knight Alcuin, he leaped at Skarbrand's head.
Valyrian found the patch of Skarbrand's skin that had been thinned by the Grey Knights' psychic power, and stabbed it with the spear of wisdom.

Blood flowed out, and the spear pierced Skarbrand's skin and flesh, but hit the harder skull, and the strong recoil almost made Valerian drop his hand.

Then he felt a sharp pain in his left rib and heard the sound of the spear of knowledge breaking.

The axe called Slaughter chopped off the golden armor, causing Valerian, who was holding the broken spear, to fall out like a rag and hit the ground heavily in a pool of blood.
Not far from him is the Grey Knight Alcuin,
To Valyrian's gratitude to the Emperor, Arcuin survived, despite his skull being shattered, his power armor hacked in half, and his internal organs exposed to the air.

At this moment, the shadow of death loomed over Valerian, but his severely injured body became almost slow.

Valyrian's long training had convinced him that he could not avoid the axe.

Bang! !

The psychic hammer smashed down on Skarbrand's head, right on the wound Valyrian had just inflicted.
The spear of intelligence that broke off Skarbrand's head then tore open Skarbrand's scalp, exposing the pale skull to the air.

Skarbrand let out an angry roar and moved a little slower.

But Valerian seized the opportunity and grabbed the broken body of the Grey Knight Arcuin to avoid Skarbrand's axe. Then Valerian saw who launched the attack.
Reina was breathing heavily, standing in front of Skarbrand in her gray-green Cadia military uniform.
Reina felt dizzy, she herself couldn't tell where she had squeezed out that powerful psychic power from.
The spiritual energy filled with anger, murderous intent and courage suddenly surged out of her body.
Just when Reina mustered up her courage and was about to face Skarbrand with her fragile mortal body.

Reina could only think that this was a blessing from the Emperor and Saint Doraemon.

Khorne blessed Valyrian, Arcuen, and Layna with power.

The Blood God admires courage, anger, and the will to fight.
He loved the Grey Knight Arcuen, and with a desperate blow, blood for blood, He gave her strength,
He loved the Custodian Valyrian, and was angry at his lack of energy, so he died to protect his honor. He gave him power,

He even likes the psychic Reina,
As a mortal, his spiritual energy has been exhausted, but he is still angry, still full of hatred for the devil, and still full of courage.

And Khorne liked her understanding of psychic powers, so he gave her power.

Even though the three of them were enemies of the Blood God, the Blood God still admired their courage, granted them gifts, and...
And gave them death in battle,
The Blood God would not feel any pity, but he would feel sorry for why such a soul did not belong to him.

Skarbrand raised the twin axes of slaughter and slaughter,

Reina, whose uniform was soaked in blood and whose face was dirty, watched the scene silently.
She did not feel fear, but only peace, a gentle peace, as if it was a call, as if it was a destined ending.

She just suddenly remembered her mother, the devout believer of the Emperor.
She certainly could not have expected that her daughter, who was born in the hive city, would one day die under the axe of the great demon to protect the Terra Palace.

"Would you be proud of me if you knew?" Reina asked softly.

No one answered, but Reina raised her head.

She recalled the question she and Zhou Yun had discussed in the Nest City: "Can maternal love be greater than faith?"

Reina suddenly understood that the Emperor loved humanity, just as humanity loved the Emperor.

The Emperor is humanity, and the Emperor's love for humanity is humanity's love for humanity. Pious faith and sincere maternal love are one and the same, because all living beings will belong to the Emperor.
Lena looked at Skarbrand, and at the axe rushing towards her.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor."

Reina whispered softly and prayed softly:
"Holy Doraemon."

"Please save me."

Deep in the palace, the brown-haired boy raised his head in confusion. He realized that the power he had given to Zhou Yun was flowing.
He vaguely heard a voice, a voice coming from Zhou Yun's four-dimensional pocket.
「Childcare materials added」

"Parenting Process: Child Behavior Correction and Re-education Progress: 88%"

"Children's behavior correction and re-education has been initially completed"

It was like the wind from the western wilderness blowing across the bloody battlefield. In the distance, the sound of cowbells could be heard faintly.

The scarf fluttered in the wind, and the cowboy hat was held on the top of the head by fingers wrapped with flower ropes.
Between Skarbrand and Lena, the sound of a revolver spinning suddenly rang out.

(End of this chapter)