My Desperate Journey in 40k

Wang Xiaofa looked at the last location of Wang Ming beside him. Although he was surprised that Kugath could teleport Wang Ming away, he still spoke calmly to the time travelers. After Wang Xiaofa gave orders to the time travelers, he quickly pressed the detonator of the thermal melt bomb.

In the valley, under several huge withering tower vehicles emitting green psychic spells, Wang Ming was suppressed in the middle of them. Mortarion and Ku'gath looked at Wang Ming who was imprisoned by their spells with pride. They did it, they imprisoned a Primarch, and now they only needed to inject the virus for the immortals into his body.

As for Wang Ming, Mortarion did not pursue too much sense of ritual, because he knew the danger of his immortal brother. He still remembered vividly the experience of being beaten like a dog by Wang Ming, who was possessed by the Emperor. He had to eliminate this threat quickly.

"Wang Ming, we are..."

Mortarion and Ku'gath looked at Wang Ming who was suppressed by the psychic spell in front of them. They were about to make some generous speeches as victors and then corrupt Wang Ming. But just as they opened their mouths, a flame with incomparable high temperature appeared in front of them.

"Hotmelt!"

Mortarion naturally knew what the fire in front of him was. In fear, he hurriedly opened a subspace portal and almost crawled in. Kugath, who was standing next to Wang Ming, did the same and entered the subspace portal together with Mortarion.

A huge mushroom cloud appeared in the valley. This huge mushroom cloud attracted everyone's attention. Wang Xiaofa looked at the mushroom cloud, determined the location of his boss, and then led the time travelers to quickly approach that place.

"Hahahaha..., Mortarion, you still want to catch me!"

Wang Ming stood naked in a huge pit filled with high temperatures, looking up to the sky and laughing. Everything around him was evaporated by the thermal-melt bomb. Wang Ming's whole body was covered with super thermal-melt from the First Engineer Company. The explosion directly evaporated him and everything around him. Those twisted demons and even those withering tower cars were completely evaporated by the high temperature.

When the time travelers arrived at the location, they happened to see Wang Ming's eye-catching appearance. Although the figure and face of the original gene body were like the perfect statues in ancient Greece, Wang Ming's extremely arrogant appearance really destroyed that beauty.

"Boss, can you please put on your clothes quickly? It's an eyesore..."

Wang Xiaofa walked up to Wang Ming and said to him awkwardly.

"Um..., right away, right away."

Wang Ming also realized his current situation. He awkwardly took out a set of armor and quickly put it on himself.

"Come on, let's go and reunite with Guilliman."

Wang Ming looked at the time travelers, walked out of the pit, and spoke to them.

The group headed towards the location of Guilliman and Fulgrim in a mighty manner. There were not many obstacles along the way. After all, the traversers had already cleaned up some when they came over. Those demons who dared to block the team were also burned directly by Wang Ming. The golden flame burned the essence of the demons and killed them completely. After Wang Ming burned a few stupid Nurgle demons, no demon dared to come forward.

Some of these demons even committed suicide and returned to the subspace to avoid being burned to death by Wang Ming.

The team was moving forward, and suddenly a demon appeared on the way. Wang Ming looked at the demon, walked out of the team and walked towards the demon. The demon looked at Wang Ming walking towards him with horror, and suddenly an emotion appeared in his heart, an emotion that he had never felt before, it was extreme fear.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The devil suddenly roared at Wang Ming, then it grabbed its own head with both hands and pulled it off in one go, giving Wang Ming a good show on the spot.

"Am I that scary?"

Wang Ming looked at the slowly disappearing demon corpse in front of him, wondering, is he so scary? Even the demon chose to commit suicide after seeing him.

"Are you afraid of total death? When they were slaughtering humans, why didn't they think that humans are also afraid of death? What a bunch of beasts!"

Wang Xiaofa walked up to Wang Ming, raised his explosives and fired a volley of bullets at the slowly disappearing demon's corpse, cursing the demon as he shot.

"Let's go. I will let them know the feeling of being killed. I will let them feel despair. Believe me, I will..."

Wang Ming looked at Wang Xiaofa, patted him on the shoulder, and continued to walk forward. Wang Xiaofa looked at him, spat fiercely, and then followed Wang Ming's pace.

The team soon arrived at the location of Guilliman and Fulgrim, and Wang Ming instantly saw the two Primarchs fighting against the Nurgle Daemons.

"Long-range support, bring out the most powerful weapons."

Wang Ming gave an order to the time travelers, then quickly rushed to the battlefield.

"The most powerful weapon?"

Wang Xiaofa and Hu Jin looked at Wang Ming who was walking away, wondering what other powerful (insane) weapons their regiment had.

"Kakaka!"

Guilliman looked at the Septica in front of him, swinging the Emperor's Sword continuously in his hand, and the Emperor's Fire continued to burn this Nurgle bastard. It wailed, but did not stop its movements. The rusty flail wrapped around Guilliman as it swung, but this thing did not bind Guilliman for long, as Guilliman cut it off with one sword.

The Emperor's Fire was burning on the flail, and Septicemia quickly threw away the flail burning with the Emperor's Fire. It quickly drew out the greatsword behind it and intended to continue fighting with Guilliman, but at this moment, a long sword with golden flames suddenly slashed across Septicemia's head, and golden flames passed over its head.

Wang Ming wanted to chop off Sepsis's head, but he didn't expect Sepsis to dodge it. In fact, Sepsis dodged Wang Ming's sword in a very awkward way. He knelt directly on the ground to avoid the long knife that was chopping towards his head.

From the perspective of Wang Ming and the Astartes fighting in the distance, the scene looked like Septicemia kneeling before Guilliman.

Guilliman did not miss this opportunity. He slashed at the shoulder of Septicaena with his sword. Septicaena's shoulder and one of his arms were cut off by the Sword of the Emperor. The Emperor's Fire entered Septicaena's body. The great Daemon of Nurgle wailed in pain. This kind of pain could not be relieved by the virus of the kind father. This was the pain of the soul. The Emperor's Fire was burning its essence.

"Shh!"

Without giving Sepsis any time to react, Wang Ming followed Guilliman's sword and stabbed it into Sepsis's head. The golden flame instantly ignited Sepsis's head. Its head was emitting golden light like a Halloween pumpkin head. Golden flames spewed out from its distorted facial features. It didn't even have the chance to wail before being killed instantly.

"Brother Thirteen, why should we fight alone when we can just fight in a group?"

Wang Ming looked at Guilliman in front of him and spoke to him half-jokingly.

"Ah."

Guilliman also nodded to Wang Ming. Yes, with two brothers by his side, why should he fight alone?

"Where's the third brother?"

Wang Ming looked around and did not see Fulgrim, so he asked Guilliman in confusion.

"He's fighting a demon over there."

When Guilliman heard Wang Ming's question, he pointed to a hillside where Fulgrim was fighting a Nurgle demon.

After hearing what Guilliman said, Wang Ming walked towards the hillside. He needed to see if Fulgrim needed any help, and by the way, he could collect the head of the great demon and kill him completely.

Guilliman looked at Wang Ming walking towards the hillside, and followed him towards the hillside.

After crossing the small hill, Wang Ming finally saw Fulgrim behind him. He was fighting with a bloated Daemon of Nurgle. It was called a battle, but in fact it was completely Fulgrim's unilateral suppression of the Daemon of Nurgle.

The Daemon of Nurgle could not catch up with Fulgrim's speed, but Fulgrim could attack the Daemon of Nurgle nimbly, and each of his attacks could cut off a large piece of rotten flesh from the Daemon of Nurgle. However, Fulgrim could not exile it. The Daemon of Nurgle was obviously blessed, and its flesh would heal quickly after being cut by Fulgrim.

Wang Ming's arrival changed many things. For example, now both gods have turned their attention here, and both sides have devoted their power to the mortal world.

"Third brother, let me help you!"

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim who was fighting with the Great Daemon of Nurgle, shouted to him, and then rushed over to join the battle. Guilliman behind Wang Ming also rushed over.

"Wang Ming is right. Why fight one-on-one when we can just have a group fight? These guys are monsters without a sense of honor. Just chop them up."

Guilliman thought to himself as he followed Wang Ming and rushed towards the Great Demon of Nurgle.

"it is good!"

After hearing Wang Ming's words, Fulgrim quickly distanced himself from the Great Daemon of Nurgle. He had been fighting this disgusting thing for a long time, and he had to endure the stench that even his helmet could not filter out while fighting it, which made Fulgrim very uncomfortable. Now that Wang Ming and Guilliman came to support him, he could temporarily break away from the battle with this piece of shit.

Fulgrim knew the ability of the Sword of the Emperor to kill demons, and he also knew the power of Wang Ming's Warp nature. Since he couldn't kill this disgusting demon, he would leave it to his brothers.

Wang Ming rushed to the front of the demon. He looked at the demon with a cruel smile, then slashed at the head of the Great Demon Nurgle with a sword. The Great Demon Nurgle looked at Wang Ming in front of him. He had already felt the horror of the golden flame. He looked at Wang Ming in horror, his two short legs flapping constantly, and he turned around and ran away.

Wang Ming did not expect that the Great Demon of Nurgle would make this attack. Wang Ming's attack just brushed past the Great Demon of Nurgle's back. The blade cut through the rotten skin on the back of the Great Demon of Nurgle, and golden flames burned on its back.

This time, the Great Demon of Nurgle ran even faster, wailing loudly and running into the distance with a golden trail behind it. The scene was even a little funny.

"What the hell?"

Wang Ming looked at the fleeing Nurgle with a confused look on his face. How could those two bloated legs run so fast?

"Wang Ming?"

Guilliman also looked at the fleeing Nurgle in confusion. He asked Wang Ming with a strange look on his face.

"Chase?"

Wang Ming looked at Nurgle's flapping short legs, thought for a moment and then asked Guilliman.

"Forehead…"

Fulgrim looked at his two brothers and the fleeing Nurgle, and was also confused. Why did they run away? Aren't these monsters crazy creatures who are not afraid of death?

Just as the three Primarchs were looking at the fleeing Great Nurgle in confusion, the Great Nurgle suddenly stopped, as if it had received some orders, it slowly turned around and rushed towards the three Primarchs again.

"Uh..., what is it going to do?"

Fulgrim looked at the Great Demon of Nurgle rushing towards them and asked Wang Ming, "Why is he rushing towards them again when he has already escaped?"

"You got the order, right?"

Wang Ming looked at the Great Demon Nurgle, picked up his long sword and rushed towards him. Golden flames surged on Wang Ming's body, and he turned into a golden stream of light and rushed in front of Nurgle.

He looked at the Great Demon of Nurgle, and was surprised to find that there was a tragic expression on the Great Demon of Nurgle's face, as if someone was forcing it to fight with him.

261. Chapter 258 God and "God"

261.

The Great Demon of Nurgle rushed towards Wang Ming with a look of despair. He had just received a personal order from Nurgle that he could not escape and must help Mortarion corrupt the three Primarchs.

It opened its mouth wide towards Wang Ming and spit out a foul-smelling green poisonous mist directly at Wang Ming. Its target was not Wang Ming. Under the order of its kind father, it knew that Mortarion's plan would not work against Wang Ming, so it could only start with the other two Primarchs.

"We cannot imprison him. We can only start with Guilliman and that clone Fulgrim."

In the poisonous fog in the sky, Mortarion looked down at the battlefield on the ground. He smiled as he saw the great Nurgle Daemon running towards Guilliman and Fulgrim with a look of despair on his face.

After the Great Demon Nurgle used poisonous fog to confuse Wang Ming's vision, he ran towards Guilliman and Fulgrim.

Wang Ming was extremely angry as he looked at the green poisonous fog in front of him. The stench of these things could not even be blocked by the breathing filter of the power armor helmet. What's more, he was still wearing ceremonial armor and still had a breathing filter. However, it was better than nothing.

The stench rushed into Wang Ming's nostrils, like a pile of gasified shit, sticking to his face. Wang Ming's anger also made the golden flame jump. The golden flame burned the poisonous mist and directly formed a golden fireball. The poisonous mist was burned out in an instant.

After Wang Ming burned out the poisonous fog, he rushed towards the Great Nurgle who was fighting with two Primarchs. He wanted to kill the Great Nurgle who was smearing shit on his face.

The Great Daemon of Nurgle had already fought with the two Primarchs, and all its energy was focused on Guilliman. It paid no attention to Fulgrim at all. After all, no matter how hard Fulgrim attacked it, it would not suffer any substantial damage. But if it was hit by Guilliman's sword, it would probably be killed instantly.

The rusty sword slashed on Guilliman's Armor of Destiny, but the armor made by the great sage had very strong defense, and the virus-filled sword could only leave some cuts on it.

"call!"

The Great Daemon of Nurgle dodged a blow from the Emperor's Sword with great difficulty. He felt the pain of the Emperor's Fire scratching his skin, and finally discovered Guilliman's flaw, a very tiny flaw.

When Guilliman raised his hand to chop at the Great Daemon of Nurgle, his armpit was exposed the moment his arm was raised, and that place was not protected by armor.

"Hahaha!"

The Great Nurgle laughed loudly, it finally seized the opportunity, and quickly raised its rusty sword, slashing towards Guilliman's armpit. Fulgrim, who was attacking the Great Nurgle on the side, noticed this, and he originally wanted to stop the Great Nurgle's attack, but the Great Nurgle's blade was too close to Guilliman, and the corrupt blade slashed into Guilliman's armpit. Even though Guilliman reacted quickly and cut off the Great Nurgle's arm holding the sword, it was too late, and the blood of the demigod had already dripped.

The viruses on the sword entered Guilliman's body, but the Primarch's powerful immune system killed them instantly. The Great Demon of Nurgle looked at Guilliman's blood, laughed, and cut his own neck with a knife.

"Father, my mission is accomplished!"

The Great Demon Nurgle roared when he died, then fell to the ground and his body slowly disappeared. In order to avoid being killed by Wang Ming, he committed suicide directly. Although Nurgle gave him the blessing of regeneration, he could still return to the warp if he wanted to.