My Desperate Journey in 40k

"kill!"

A traverser was driving a Rhino troop carrier. He roared and rushed towards the group of undead. The Rhino troop carrier had been pierced by a Gauss Destroyer. All the traversers on board the vehicle had died, leaving only the driver in the driving seat. The traverser had gone crazy with killing, and all he had eyes for were the undead. He was a traverser who had just joined the legion. Although he knew that his brothers would be resurrected, he was still ignited with anger when he saw them die in front of him.

He roared and stepped on the accelerator. The rhinoceros rushed into the group of undead at full speed. A large number of undead were knocked over by the rhinoceros. The rhinoceros knocked over a large number of undead. With the help of the road opened by this rhinoceros troop carrier, those traversers who were resurrected before Wang Ming entered the armored vehicle directly passed through this road and killed their way to the center of the undead.

The phase swords were constantly wielded by them, and the living metal bodies of the undead were quickly cut into pieces, and then turned into green light and returned to the tomb for repair. The battle between the Empire and the Undead was completely life-threatening. The undead had no independent consciousness and had a rebirth agreement, while the traversers had Wang Ming's resurrection function.

A battle without death is very outrageous. The traversers keep charging towards the undead with all kinds of weapons. They are unaware even when they rush into the artillery bombardment range of the armored units. The traversers no longer have any tactics, or even if they have tactics, they are of no use in the current chaotic environment.

"Gather the troops! Create a breakthrough! We can't keep wasting time here!"

Wang Ming looked at the battlefield which had begun to become increasingly chaotic. The resurrected undead and the broken limbs of the traversers almost covered the entire ground. This could not go on any longer. This was a completely futile action. The traversers could not break through the undead's defense, and the undead could not kill the traversers. Only by concentrating the forces in one place like a sword tip, piercing through the undead's defense, could they reach the pyramid building.

"First Regiment, received. I'm Wang Xiaofa. Everyone, gather behind the armored vehicles and prepare for infantry-tank coordination. Stop firing randomly and break through the formation!"

After receiving Wang Ming's order, Wang Xiaofa was the first to react and began to perform the duties of a regiment leader. He quickly commanded the traversers of the first regiment, preparing to form an assault formation and begin to break through the undead's defense.

Several other captains also reacted and began to gather their soldiers. A large number of traversers who had charged too far received orders. They braved the Gauss ray fire and forced their way towards the undead. After being resurrected, they directly joined the assault group.

Chapter 238 The Boss is Lost Again

“Zizzizi!!!”

Wang Ming looked at the undead in front of the Brutal Blades and kept shooting with laser cannons. All the Brutal Blades became the spearheads of the assault group. The traversers followed behind and cleared the surrounding undead structures for the Brutal Blades. The locust destroyers were shot down one by one when they were about to attack the spearheads. The spearheads advanced forward, and relying on the powerful armor of the Brutal Blades, they pierced through the group of undead.

The traversers finally arrived at the rear of the group of undead. Those traversers in infantry state began to charge towards the pyramid building. All the other Brutal Blades stayed where they were. They quickly established a line of defense to block the undead from attacking the traversers who were charging towards the pyramid building.

"Build a solid defense line. The brothers have already driven the Undead Overlord. We need to buy time for the brothers."

In a Brutal Blade, Li Weihua held a communicator and continuously directed the armored troops to cover the ground troops. The heavy armored vehicles formed a metal wall to block the surging tide of undead.

"Let's go. The brothers from the Armored Regiment won't be able to hold us back for long."

Wang Ming looked at the armored vehicles that blocked the group of undead, spoke to the time travelers around him, and then rushed towards the pyramid building. The time travelers also followed Wang Ming and rushed towards the pyramid building.

The technological capabilities of the Undead are so advanced. Wang Ming couldn't help but sigh as he ran across the metal land of the World Engine.

The surface of the World Engine is very magnificent, with various magnificent buildings standing on the earth. Wang Ming ran towards the pyramid building while observing those magnificent buildings. Some of them should be the weapons of the World Engine. They are constantly emitting green Gaussian rays and shining arcs, and should be attacking the human fleet in space.

"Kakakaka!!!"

Just when the travelers arrived under the pyramid building, a huge sound similar to something cracking suddenly appeared in the heads of all the travelers. The closer they got to the pyramid building, the louder the sound became. A strange feeling of oppression also appeared on the travelers along with the huge sound.

"Anti-psychic technology, exorcising the dead zone."

Wang Ming felt a strange sense of oppression, and he understood what it was. It was the Necromancer's soul-driving death zone, a technology that isolated the Supreme Heaven. All creatures with souls would be in this area and would temporarily lose contact with the subspace projection of the Sea of ​​Souls.

The situation of time travelers is special. They also have projections, but their souls do not react much to the dead zone. At most, they feel a strange sense of oppression, and there are basically no other adverse reactions.

Wang Ming looked at the top of the pyramid building. He saw a glowing device, and the light spread in all directions. That should be the generator of the dead zone. Just like the psionic vision can see the untouchables, Wang Ming looked at the device through the essence of the subspace. It was constantly expelling the corresponding positions of the subspace and the real universe. The souls of the traversers were being dragged by a force, trying to separate them from the body, but the dragging was irrelevant to the traversers. Anyway, no matter how it dragged, it could not drag the souls of the traversers.

"Go on, the Exorcist's Dead Zone is of no use to us."

Wang Ming said to the time travelers who were a little confused by the sudden feeling of oppression, and then he led the way and continued to rush towards the pyramid building. The time travelers also reacted and realized that the oppression had no effect on their combat effectiveness, so they followed Wang Ming and continued to rush towards the pyramid building.

"It's useless? They have souls, why doesn't it have any effect on them?"

Looking at the bottom of the pyramid and the time travelers rushing towards it, Pat Wusulik wondered, logically speaking, these creatures with souls should all be affected by the Soul-Exorcising Dead Zone, but why did the Soul-Exorcising Dead Zone have no effect on these humans?

However, Patwusulik did not dwell on this issue too much. He sent all the immortals and coffin guards in the pyramid to fight the traverser, and he also went to the bottom of the pyramid, ready for a glorious duel with Wang Ming.

Millions of years of sleep have almost made it forget the feeling of a duel. According to the ancient tradition of the Necrontyr, a duel is full of honor. Patwusulik admires Wang Ming. In Patwusulik's cognition, giving Wang Ming the opportunity to duel with him is the greatest honor to Wang Ming, his admired opponent.

"Humans... are an interesting species."

Pat Wusulik looked at Wang Ming who was leading the traversers to charge and smiled. Although his smile was still cold, one could obviously feel his happiness.

"Clap clap clap!!!"

The travelers finally arrived at the bottom of the pyramid. Just as Patwusulik had planned, they encountered a large number of immortals and coffin guards. There were even Death Marks standing on the pyramid and sniping the travelers below.

Wang Ming was still holding the huge laser cannon. He looked at the Death Marks standing on the pyramid and constantly sniping the time travelers. He quickly started counter-sniping. Huge lasers kept shooting out, and Wang Ming kept destroying the Death Marks one by one. These things were a huge threat to the time travelers, and their sniping was like cheating.

No matter what kind of armor or defense it has, no matter how powerful the individual creature is, with just one shot, whether it is a Primarch or an Astartes, they can all be sniped to death together. Wang Ming has experienced this firsthand. At that time, he was sent to see the Emperor without any resistance.

"Don't fight randomly. Are you guys untrained or what? You are all veterans from six regiments! Fight according to the tactics, three-three system! Three-three system! Three combat groups form a team, take turns to cover each other, and concentrate superior firepower to fight back!"

"Where's the long-range firepower group? What the hell are you guys doing charging? Come back! Set up long-range support! Charging is done by the squad firepower group. You've returned everything you learned in the theoretical tactics class to Casatos, right?"

"Hu Jin! Hu Jin! Can you hear me? Let your second regiment go to the front. You are good at close combat. Kill those undeads and don't let them get close to the long-range firepower group!"

"Where is the sniper company? Is your laser cannon a fire stick? Only the boss is sniping, where are your people? Set up a sniper network and remove those death marks!"

"Chen Tao! Chen Tao! Are you taking your brothers for a walk? Stop fighting guerrilla warfare on the edge! Take out the automatic cannons you are equipped with and provide fire coverage together with the long-range firepower team!"

Wang Xiaofa stood behind a Rhino troop carrier, holding a communicator and loudly commanding the battlefield. Under his command, the regiments gradually began to break away from the berserker mode and entered the tactical mode of the first regiment. Of course, there was still one regiment that did not use any tactics. After all, for the group of reckless men in the second regiment, the best tactic was to let them rush up and overturn the undead.

"Wang Xiaofa's command is good..."

Wang Ming listened to Wang Xiaofa's orderly commands on the communication channel, and sighed in his heart that the military fan who had just traveled through time had become a qualified commander after several years of fighting.

Wang Ming smiled when he thought of this. He put down the laser cannon. The sniper network had begun to be established, and he no longer needed to worry about those death marks.

"The stars are immortal! Humanity will last forever!"

Wang Ming drew out his long sword. He held the sword high, and golden flames burned on his body. The dead zone could not stop the human karma fire. He roared and rushed towards the group of undead.

However, just when Wang Ming took the first step, a green light suddenly enveloped him. Then Wang Ming's eyes blurred and the scene in front of him turned into a huge open space. Not far in front of him, Pat Wusulik was looking at him quietly.

When Wang Ming was taken away by the sudden green light, the time travelers all saw it. After all, Wang Ming's war cry was so loud that it was hard not to notice.

"Fuck, Xiaofa, the boss is missing again."

Hu Jin looked at the location where Wang Ming disappeared and used the communication channel to say to Wang Xiaofa that Wang Ming was lost again. This was the second time. Since the war with the Necrons, Wang Ming had been separated from the traversers twice.

"Uh... don't worry about it. The boss can handle his own problems. Besides, the resurrection points are all on the leaders. We can't support the boss for a while. Let's continue with these tactical deployments. Our main task now is to break into the base camp of the undead and kill the undead overlord. The boss is immortal, so we don't need to worry about him."

When Wang Xiaofa heard Hu Jin's words, he was silent for a moment, and then he said helplessly to all the time travelers that the time travelers were also helpless about Wang Ming's sudden disappearance. They had no way to deal with Wang Ming's disappearance, so it was better for them to continue the mission. As for the original body, they would wait a while and look for it slowly.

"Wang Ming, don't be so anxious. The duel between you and me has not yet begun."

On the top platform of the pyramid building, Patwusulik dodged Wang Ming's blade. While dodging Wang Ming's attack, it said to Wang Ming that its duel with Wang Ming had not yet begun and Wang Ming should not attack it so early. The duel should be full of glory, rather than fighting without declaration, which goes against the ancient tradition of the necrophiles.

"What on earth do you want? You twisted alien!"

Wang Ming looked at Patwusulik angrily, and said with gritted teeth that he was obviously fine on the battlefield, and was just about to lead the charge to boost morale, and he even shouted a battle cry, but he was teleported here just after taking a step.

"I admire you very much and hope to have an honorable duel with you."

Patwusulik dodged the blade that Wang Ming slashed in front of him and spoke to Wang Ming in a relaxed manner.

"duel?"

After hearing what Pat Wusulik said, Wang Ming put down his sword. He stared at the strange Undead Overlord in front of him in confusion, not understanding why it did this when the war had clearly reached a point where there would be a fight to the death.

The Imperial troops have landed on the World Engine. Now it teleports itself here not for tactical decapitation of the enemy commander, but for an honorable duel. The more Wang Ming looks at the Undead Overlord, the more strange it seems to him. According to this guy's previous mental state, he should have really slept for tens of millions of years and made himself stupid, right?

"Yes, it is a duel full of honor. When your troops land in my world, their fate of being destroyed by my soldiers is already determined, and I hope to have a duel with you before that."

Patwusulik said to Wang Ming, the meaning of his words was very clear, even if the time travelers have landed on the world engine, it does not regard the time travelers as a problem. In its mind, the time travelers will definitely be destroyed by its own soldiers, and before that it will have a duel with the opponent's highest general to show its respect for the opponent's commander.

"Are you so sure? Why don't we completely destroy your world engine?"

Wang Ming looked at Pat Wusulik, inserted the long knife into the metal floor on the ground, took off his helmet, stared at Pat Wusulik's green eyes with a pair of black eyes and asked, "This Undead Overlord is too confident."

"You have no idea of ​​how powerful the Necrontyr are. Even if you have gained my respect, it does not change the fact that your technology lags behind ours."

When Patwusulik heard Wang Ming's question, it did not laugh at human ignorance, but shook its head and told Wang Ming the result of its analysis in an equal attitude.

Wang Ming fell silent after hearing what Pat Wusulik said. The technology of the Human Federation is not as good as that of the Necrons, but they have already landed on the World Engine. There is a precedent for the Astartes destroying the World Engine. As long as the shield of the World Engine can be destroyed, destroying the World Engine is just a matter of a star-destroying weapon.

"I have studied your individuals. There is a god in your society and you believe in him. How pitiful it is."

Patwusulik looked at the silent Wang Ming. He did not stop talking and continued to speak to himself.

"Why are you talking about faith again? What does this Undead Overlord want to do? He said before that he wanted to duel with me, and now he is talking about the faith of the human empire."

Wang Ming listened to Pat Wusulik's words, wondering in his heart what was going on with this Undead Overlord, and suddenly changed the subject.

However, as its words fell, Wang Ming's eyes suddenly lit up. A structure suddenly appeared behind Patwusulik. Wang Ming recognized it at once. It was a fragment of an imprisoned star god.

"You believe in gods, but gods are not good things. Everything they have comes at a price. Your so-called God Emperor is just like a star god, who wants to get what he wants from you, a species."

Patwusulik walked to the cage that imprisoned the Star God fragment, looked at the Star God fragment that was wailing silently, and revealed the "truth" it discovered to Wang Ming.

Wang Ming listened to Pat Wusulik's words with a strange look on his face. What on earth was this Undead Overlord talking about? Did the Emperor want to get what he wanted from humans? He had already given almost everything he had to human civilization, including himself.

242. Chapter 239 Releasing the Star God Fragments

242.

"Huh..., you don't understand the Emperor at all. He is not a god. He is just a human, a powerful human who wants to protect the human race with his own strength."

Wang Ming looked at the fragment of the Star God. He should have known a little about Pat Wusulik's thoughts. The Necrontyr just had PTSD about the Star God. They believed that as long as they did anything related to the gods, they would have to pay a huge price. This was indeed the case. Wasn't it the same for the four guys in the subspace?

However, the Emperor is not a God, he is just a human being, an idealist. He has become "Him" now, but it is only because the human beings in the entire galaxy have provided him with faith for ten thousand years and pushed him to the position of God, but "Him" has not become a real God.

Before Wang Ming traveled through time, he had seen a conjecture that when the last human died under the Golden Throne, the Emperor would truly become a Warp God, a God of Vengeance, a God of Destruction. He would avenge the human race and destroy all enemies that led to human extinction.

But is this possible? The Emperor would not allow this to happen. After the Great Rift opened, the various "miracles" that the Emperor bestowed upon mankind, as well as those living saints, were all manifestations of the Emperor using his own power to try to help mankind.

A man who has given everything he has to his own race, and here you are telling me that he is a god for his own selfish desires.

"Do not confuse Him with those Chaos Gods and Star Gods. You do not understand the Emperor at all, and you do not need to understand him, you alien."

Wang Ming looked at Pat Wusulik who was still chattering about the "truth", frowned and said to it, an alien is not qualified to evaluate the Lord of Humanity.

"Perhaps this is how He is in your eyes. In the hearts of God's believers, everything about their God is beautiful and correct."

Patwusulik looked at Wang Ming who was frowning. He knew that the organism had become a little angry, which he interpreted as anger at himself for blaspheming the god he believed in.

"Let the duel begin. Since that's what you want, I will duel with you in the name of humanity, alien!"

Wang Ming drew up the long knife from the ground and pointed the tip of the knife at Patwusulik's head. He was already a little angry in his heart. As a time traveler, he knew the emperor's achievements best. In this desperate universe with evil gods, he led mankind to reconquer the galaxy. He was an incomparably great human hero, but the aliens confused him with the evil god of chaos.

"In accordance with the ancient Necrontyr tradition, I will honor you."

When Patwusulik heard Wang Ming's words, he also picked up his scepter and pointed it at Wang Ming.

The duel has begun. Wang Ming disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Patwusulik, waving his long sword, and the blade was aiming straight for Patwusulik's head.