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

Chapter 417 Luojia: The State Church Please Pay the Copyright Fee, Thank You
Zhou Yun wondered why Ka Yang was like this?
Why do you fart every time you open your mouth?

Yes, yes, Dranikon is very strong. This demon, born from the first murder of mankind, does have a much stronger control over humans than other demons.
Sanguinius was certain of this, but even he was still afraid of Dranikon's restraint and might be hurt by him.
Even the Emperor was somewhat afraid of Dranikon's power.

But let’s not talk about Lorgar for now. How did you, Dranikon, restrain Perturabo?
Perturabo himself is indeed a human, but Perturabo's personal guards, the iron ring robots forged by him, are pure machines.
Back then, Perturabo was able to subdue the mad Angron with the help of the iron ring robot.
Not to mention that Perturabo can now activate the factories of the entire planet into mechanical monsters, and has a large number of demon engines at hand.

The threat of Dranikon was indeed great, but the premise was that Abaddon could carry the firepower of an entire planet, break through a large number of demon engines, kill the iron ring robot ring that could fight Angron, and get close to Perturabo.

This is almost impossible. Perturabo is almost a person that Abaddon cannot convince in terms of personality. But the strange thing is that Perturabo is the Primarch who provided the most help to Abaddon in the thirteen Black Crusades.
Those piles of demon engines and war machines were all provided to Abaddon by Perturabo. During the Tenth Black Crusade, Perturabo even personally helped Abaddon.

He was so diligent that Zhou Yun was a little curious about what Abaddon had done to make Perturabo work so hard.
It couldn't be that Abaddon used the Huang family's ancestral skills to COSPLAY as Perturabo's sister and sold the hook to Perturabo, right?
Zhou Yun thought about it and felt that it was unlikely, as the piglet Abaddon did not inherit his grandfather Huang's modeling skills.

This made Zhou Yun really confused about the reason.

But Khayon was talking nonsense, and it looked like he couldn't tell the difference between reality and fantasy, and it seemed that he couldn't ask anything valuable.

Zhou Yun pondered for a moment and looked into his four-dimensional pocket.
After a moment, he took out a sledgehammer from his four-dimensional pocket and motioned for Ers to take it.

Kayang looked blankly at the sledgehammer in Els's hand.
"What do you want to do?" Khayang's expression showed a hint of caution.

"Earth, hit him on the head."

At Zhou Yun's order, Ers quickly picked up the sledgehammer and hit Kayang's head hard.

During his time in the Tribunal, Khayon had seen all kinds of torture. A mere hit on the head with a sledgehammer was no more than an itch to him. Oops, that's not right. Why do I feel a little dizzy?

Khayon couldn't hold back the dizziness in his head. His eyes rolled back and he slammed his head heavily on the table.

Then light came out of his eyes, and a light curtain was projected in the air like a projector.

[Item name: Memory projection hammer]
[Origin: Earth in the 22nd Century - Future Department Store]
[Production time: 231.M3]
[Function: A prop that can project memories. Just use this prop to hit a person's head violently to project the memories in the person's brain. Both memories that are still remembered and memories that have been forgotten can be projected.]
Zhou Yun looked at the light curtain curiously, and at the memories that were knocked out of Ka Yang.

"I really need to teach you a lesson, Khayon."

"“Scream, scream out loud.”"

"Tell me, is the Dark Eldar of Comoros your master?"

On the screen, Khayon was playing some exciting, thrilling, and unbearable games with his dark elf girlfriend.

Zhou Yun turned his head away in disdain and motioned for Ers to continue knocking.

This is also one of the defects of the memory projection hammer. What kind of memory can be played depends entirely on the strength of the knock, and it is very random.

"My sister, you are so beautiful, this strong macro cannon, this volley of destructive light spears."

"Abaddon, look at your great and mighty sword."

"Let's play a game of Devil Tarot."

"My turn. Summon the Hunchback Knight!"

All kinds of messy memories kept flashing before Zhou Yun's eyes.
Then Zhou Yun's eyes caught a fleeting scene.

Abaddon and Khayon were in a dark cave. In front of them was a burly man wearing ascetic robes.

"Stop." Zhou Yun stretched out his hand to signal Ers not to knock.

Then Zhou Yun and Sanguinius looked at the scene on the light screen with interest.

"You are here." The burly ascetic twisted his body slightly and looked at Khayon and Abaddon and said.

Abaddon had a dissatisfied look on his face and didn't seem to like the surroundings.

"I thought you would greet us in the Infernal Temple of Sicarus, not in a gloomy cave on this remote world." Abaddon said in a low voice.

He obviously took this as a snub.

"A ghostly shadow takes advantage of the opportunity to sneak in."

"The demon's longing is as fierce as a wild hunt."

"I cannot expose Sicarus' temple to the crow's eye of the dark forces. He is like a ghost, omnipresent. I am afraid that he will lurk beside you and follow your steps."

A simple yet persuasive voice came from the ascetic's mouth, and he spoke to Abaddon like an earnest preacher.

"I never knew that you, who are favored by the Four Gods, would also fear the darkness in the Warp." Abaddon said sarcastically.

"The Four Gods are not all of Chaos." The ascetic monk said slowly: "Chaos is deep and dark far beyond your imagination."

"You are not targeted by the darkness only because you are worthless in the eyes of darkness."

"In fact, you are not worth mentioning in my eyes. If it were not for my belief in Chaos and my hatred for the Imperial Church, I would not be here to see you."

As he spoke, the tall man in the ascetic robe slowly took off his hood, revealing a shining, dazzling bald head to everyone's eyes.

The first heretic, the founder of the state religion, and the primarch of the Word Bearers, Lorgar Aurelion. Although Ers had expected this, he still couldn't help but gasp.

"I fully understand Luojia's hatred for the state religion. If a group of people pirated the work you worked so hard on for ten thousand years, not only did they not pay you copyright fees, but they also erased your name, you would also be angry." Zhou Yun said half-jokingly.

Although it was a joke, Zhou Yun expressed his understanding of Lorjia's help to Abaddon. He worshipped and believed in Chaos, so it was reasonable for him to help Abaddon who was chosen by the Four Gods. He could also use this opportunity to vent his hatred towards the state religion. Why not do it?

As for why Luojia didn't vent his hatred himself. According to Luojia himself, he wanted to go into seclusion and meditation for a long time in the high tower of Sicarus in the demon world.

The real reason may be mixed with some other factors.

Then Zhou Yun continued to look at the light curtain, looking at Khayang's memory.

"I will teach you the techniques and secrets of enchantment, so that you can understand how to let the demons in the warp attach themselves to weapons or flesh and blood."

"Listen to my "Book of Luojia"."

"A man of great ambition, a proud son of the heavens."

"You should praise the name of Loka."

"We will abandon those who ignore us."

"We praise those who are compassionate."

"We attract the attention of the gods."

"We are blessed with great pain."

"The galaxy is stained with blood and the whole Milky Way is on fire."

"We will prepare a banquet to satisfy the gods."

As Lorgar chanted in the light curtain, the veil of reality in the cave began to thin, the roar of demons began to sound in the air, and the power of the High Heaven began to flow into the material world.
Not only in the light curtain, at this moment, in the interrogation room of the court, the curtain of reality has also become much thinner.

The blasphemous text in the Book of Lorgar crossed the boundary between memory and reality and directly acted on the vicinity, summoning demons.

The roar of demons rang out in the void, and the laughter of ghosts chirped non-stop. They listened to the call of the scriptures in the Book of Lorgar, crawling on the curtain of reality, trying to spy on the material universe.
Stab! !
A parchment scroll was thrown from Zhou Yun's hand. The signature in high Gothic written in black ink on it splashed with golden light.

"Druvata Imperator Imperium"

This line of text shone brightly in the void, burning through the veil between reality and the subspace, and directly killing the demons who were eager to try.

Wailing sounds rang out in the air, and vicious curses were heard everywhere. They scolded Luojia for harming them, and then tried to escape in a hurry.

But now that I'm here, there's no reason to leave.

The flower rope on Nobita Nobi's fingertips moved slightly and weaved into the shape of a broom.

"Nobi-style flower rope and broom."

The demons hiding behind the curtain of reality were unable to dodge and were entangled by Nobita Nobi's flower rope, dragged into reality, and thrown into Zhou Yun's four-dimensional pocket.

Sanguinius didn't show any sign of it. He just grabbed a few demons and stuffed them into his four-dimensional pocket.

"Luo Jia you bastard!"

"You actually gave the contents of the Book of Lorgar to this demon-eating evil god!"

"Lorga I *Supreme Sky Dirty Words*"

Until the demons were stuffed into the pocket, they kept cursing Luo Jia for harming them.

On the light screen formed by Khayon's memory, many demons were summoned by Lorgar as he sang, enchanting their weapons.

These dark and blasphemous wisdoms also flowed into the minds of Khayon and Abaddon as Lorgar demonstrated.

But as time went by, Kayang gradually realized that something was wrong.

He felt the darkness around him grow deeper and deeper, and something seemed to be moving in the shadows.

There's everything in the shadows.
Khayon instinctively sensed the fear, the hatred brewing in the shadows.
He vaguely remembered a terrible rumor circulating within the Black Legion.

It is said that in the shadow of the Eye of Terror there is everything. Phantoms beyond the cognition of mortals and even Astartes are waiting in it. Anyone who strays into the shadow will be strangled by the shadow's sharp limbs.
"Hmm?" Lorgar seemed to have sensed something. He quickly closed the Book of Lorgar in his hand and turned to look at Abaddon and Khayon: "Let's stop here for this lecture."

There was some panic in Luo Jia's tone.

Abaddon cast a strange look, but before he could ask a question, a sharp, piercing, and hateful roar sounded from the shadows.

"Luo Jia!!!"

"I told you, I remember your smell!!!"

(End of this chapter)