My Desperate Journey in 40k

But contrary to expectations, Angron reacted, and his battle axe blocked Wang Ming's sword. Wang Ming could see that at the moment he used the golden flame, a layer of blood-red light appeared on Angron's body. That was the power of Khorne. He gave Angron the ability to fight with him on an equal footing. The golden flame would be blocked by the power of Khorne, giving Angron the ability to confront Wang Ming head-on.

"Khorne..., it seems that I can't kill you, but I won't let you have an easy time either!"

Wang Ming looked at the blood-red light on Angron and roared angrily. He knew that was the power of Khorne. Just like before, Khorne had placed a safety on Angron. Only if Angron was killed by Wang Ming's warp essence, He would teleport Angron to the warp as soon as possible.

"Wang Ming! You're too quick! You told me to hold this guy back, but why did you start fighting with that guy?"

Lieutenant Zhou Heng looked at Wang Ming who was fighting with Angron. He complained about Wang Ming's abnormal speed. Before he even moved, Wang Ming appeared in front of Angron as if he had teleported.

Wang Ming was currently in the middle of a fierce battle with Angron and he had no time to answer Lieutenant Zhou Heng. The two combat iron men and Lieutenant Zhou Heng also realized that something was wrong and immediately retreated back to their positions.

The battle between Wang Ming and Angron has begun completely. The battle between the two Primarchs is very terrifying, especially the two genes whose strengths are strength. Wang Ming's strength comes from his body which is larger than some of his brothers. As for Angron, needless to say, the blessing of Khorne has given him endless power.

In some cases, Wang Ming was even at a disadvantage. Angron was stronger than him, but Wang Ming didn't care about that at all. What did Wang Ming rely on the most? The technology of the Golden Age? The phase blade? The Iron Man? None of these. Wang Ming's greatest reliance was the power of his Primarch and his own immortality. He roared, and like Angron, he attacked Angron madly.

Wang Ming ignored the pain on his body caused by Angron's attack. He gritted his teeth and waved his long sword at Angron. While waving the long sword, Wang Ming kept chanting "Traditional Greetings from Ancient Terra" to Angron. The time travelers could not keep up with the speed of Wang Ming and Angron. Among all the people present, the only one who could see the battle between the two primarchs clearly was Lieutenant Zhou Heng.

His eyes were like a high-precision observation instrument. He watched the battle between Wang Ming and Angron. The speed at which they fought even made the weapons of the golden age astonished. Their speed was so fast that Lieutenant Zhou Heng couldn't understand why the pure flesh of an organism could reach such a speed. Even someone like him had to undergo a double surgery of mechanical and genetic surgery to have such strength.

"This has already exceeded the limits of biological flesh capabilities, Nils, you are a lunatic. This kind of thing... the manufacture of this kind of thing completely surpasses all human biological enhancement technologies..."

Lieutenant Zhou Heng looked at Wang Ming and Angron. He lit a cigarette that he had asked for from a mortal auxiliary army officer. He looked at Wang Ming and Angron through the smoke and thought to himself that creatures like the Primarchs were the limit of human biological enhancement technology. They might not even be human anymore. They could be said to be another species altogether. They were really too powerful.

Second Lieutenant Zhou Heng once made a tactical deduction between himself and Wang Ming. After a period of calculations using various data of the two, Second Lieutenant Zhou Heng was surprised to find that with the same combat experience, Wang Ming could kill him with very little damage, while under Wang Ming's strange abilities, he could not fight against Wang Ming at all except for the extreme individual combat technology he possessed.

This is already very scary. You know, all the technology that Lieutenant Zhou Heng has is piled up by the scientists of the Human Federation using various technologies. As a genetically enhanced person, he has almost gone through the entire golden age of mankind. He is very clear about the value of the technology in him.

"A weird psychic thing..., ah..."

Second Lieutenant Zhou Heng looked at Wang Ming and Angron, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and spoke to himself.

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297. Chapter 294: Tzeentch’s Bewitching

297.

"Clap clap clap!!!"

Wang Ming was fighting with Angron. Under Wang Ming's deliberate guidance, the two of them slowly moved away from the front line and went deep into the hive.

The battle between the two Primarchs was earth-shaking. All the places they passed were destroyed. Buildings collapsed under the terrifying power of the Primarchs. Under the terrifying high temperature of the golden flames, huge metal structures turned into molten iron. Under this situation, the two Primarchs fought all the way to the depths of the hive city.

"Great and holy God Emperor, your great, invincible and noble Son of God will surely win..."

On the battlefield, the priest of the Mortal Auxiliary Army watched the battle between the two Primarchs with a fanatical look on his face. He loudly praised the greatness of the God-Emperor and the Primarchs. The surrounding Mortal Auxiliary Army watched the battle between the demigods and followed the priest to praise the God-Emperor and the Primarchs loudly.

The movement of the mortal auxiliary army made the Thunder Warriors, Lieutenant Zhou Heng and the Astartes from the Great Crusade completely confused. Although they knew that the times were different now, they still felt that the behavior of these mortal auxiliary troops was a bit too extreme as they believed in science and the truth of the empire.

In fact, what Wang Ming didn't know was that these mortal auxiliary troops were very proud of being a force led by the Primarch. Among these millions of mortal auxiliary troops, there was even some mortal faith in Wang Ming. These people did not even hide it. When the priests prayed, in addition to praising the Emperor, they also praised the Primarch.

For humans of this era, the Primarch is God and their faith.

"Come with me."

Lieutenant Zhou Heng looked at the fanatical mortal auxiliary troops, and then looked at the two Primarchs who were going away. He immediately took over the control of the two Iron Men, and then led the two Iron Men to follow the two Primarchs. He still wanted to see if there was anything he could do to help.

On the battlefield, the Thunder Warriors have organized the traversers into battle formations and started to block the demons' attacks. Although the Astartes around them were shocked by the appearance of the Thunder Warriors, they did not say anything. Some things are better not to be said.

Wang Ming led Angron to a forge in the hive city. He planned to use the power of Ohm Messiah. The battle between Wang Ming and Angron broke through the metal wall of the factory, and the two of them broke into the factory.

After entering the factory, Wang Ming took advantage of a brief gap in Angron's attack and kicked Angron back a few steps. Taking advantage of the short distance, Wang Ming successfully distanced himself from Angron.

After keeping some distance, Wang Ming used the traditional martial arts of the ancient Terran country, drew out the incendiary gun that had been prepared in advance at his waist, aimed at Angron's head and fired a shot. The incendiary ray hit Angron's face and exploded directly on its face.

"Hoohoho!!!"

Angron felt pain and roared. The roar was so loud that even the ground was shaking. Wang Ming looked at the furious Angron, gritted his teeth and shot Angron in the head again. Why was he roaring so loudly?

This shot interrupted Angron's roar. It looked at Wang Ming angrily. The smoke produced by the high temperature floated on its face. It roared at Wang Ming again in anger. It was completely in a state of rage. If it could understand some of Wang Ming's attacks before, now it has completely lost any ability to think. It roared and rushed towards Wang Ming waving two battle axes.

Wang Ming looked at Angron rushing towards him, and he immediately went deeper into the forge. He would not really fight Angron head-on. Wang Ming had his own ideas about the Butcher's Nails.

When it comes to the Butcher's Nails, Wang Ming's greatest advantage is his ability to think. In terms of intelligence, even a mortal can kill the demigod Angron alone. After all, you can't expect the Butcher's Nails to think for itself.

Wang Ming looked at the surrounding environment and thought about how to use the surrounding machines to trap Angron. Wang Ming was determined to kill Angron in the hands of Khorne. Although he could not kill Angron, he could make Angron suffer. Wang Ming must pull out the damn brain in Angron's head!

"What the hell is that? Gothic..., metal compressor? That's it!"

Wang Ming was running in the huge forge. While listening to the roar of the Butcher's Nail behind him, he was looking for engineering machinery that could suppress Angron. When he had time, he also set up a few traps. When he ran past a metal compressor, he finally found a suitable machine, a metal compressor used to compress waste metal.

The entire forge was actually still in operation. After the war began, all the workers in the forge were evacuated, but its managers felt that under the protection of the Great Legion of the Primarch, the war would not last long, as well as the missions of the Mechanicum, so they did not cut off the power supply to the forge. They simply shut down the machines in the forge so that work could start quickly after the war.

"Hahaha, it can be started... No need to look for the factory main switch."

Wang Ming ran to the metal compressor and smiled as he looked at the metal compressor that he started up in an instant.

"bring it on…"

After Wang Ming started the metal compressor, he stood at the operating panel of the metal compressor and waited for Angron. With the intelligence of the Butcher's Nail, it would rush directly into the metal compressor in front of Wang Ming and then be trapped by the metal compressor.

Wang Ming didn't believe that a demon primarch would be suppressed by an engineering metal compressor for too long. Therefore, he had to take practical action at that time to pull out the butcher's nails on Angron's head.

"Hoohoho!!!"

Along with Angron's roar, the traps that Wang Ming had set up in the factory were activated. With the thinking ability of the Butcher's Nail, this guy could only walk in a straight line. It chased Wang Ming all the way. It did not miss any of the traps that Wang Ming had set up on the road and enjoyed them all.

After a series of friendly encounters with thermal bombs, plasma mines, laser-cut tripwires, and kinetic bombs, the scarred Angron finally arrived in Wang Ming's sight. Its entire body was covered with wounds caused by various weapons. Although it looked terrible, those wounds were actually healing rapidly. As a demon prince, Angron would not be so easily killed by mortal thermal weapons.

"I'm right here!! Come on!! Kill me for your paralyzed Kobold master!!! You pathetic slave!!"

Wang Ming looked at Angron in front of him, yelled at the poor slave, and then placed his hand on the operating panel of the metal compressor. As long as Angron entered the workbench of the metal compressor, Wang Ming would immediately start the metal compressor.

"Hoohoho!!!"

Although Angron, who had gone completely crazy, did not understand the meaning of Wang Ming's words, its beast-like instinct made it feel that Wang Ming must be saying something bad. It roared furiously and rushed towards Wang Ming.

"Hahaha…"

Wang Ming looked at Angron who rushed to the metal compressor workbench in front of him. He laughed, then pressed the start button of the metal compressor. With the sound of mechanical parts turning rapidly, the metal compressor quickly smashed towards Angron.

"Kakakaka!!!"

With the sound of bones and metal breaking, Wang Ming rushed to the workbench. This was his only chance to make Angron suffer, and he had to act quickly. He did not have the fighting power as strong as an angel, so he could only use this little trick.

Angron's body had been suppressed by the compressor, but looking at the mechanical parts that kept making metal friction sounds, it should not be able to suppress Angron for too long.

"Hoohoho!!!"

Angron looked at Wang Ming in front of him and struggled even harder. The mechanical parts of the compressor also burst into sparks because of Angron's struggle. It roared at Wang Ming, intending to break free from the restraints and tear Wang Ming's face, which made it extremely angry, into pieces.

"My poor brother, you are so pathetic... You have become a beast without the ability to think, but you should still know the feeling of pain!"

Wang Ming looked at Angron who was roaring at him. While speaking to it, he quickly grabbed the butcher's nail on its head. Wang Ming looked at Angron's distorted face and showed a cruel smile. He would avenge those soldiers of the mortal auxiliary army.

Wang Ming used all his strength to pull out the Butcher's Nails. He did not pull it out all at once, but pulled it out very slowly. Only in this way could Angron feel the pain.

"Ho ho ho!!"

Angron felt intense pain in his head and began to howl in agony. Wang Ming's behavior aroused a fragment of his already broken memory. He roared and struggled, but Wang Ming was obviously completely furious.

Pulling out Angron's Butcher's Nail did not make Wang Ming feel like he was avenging the mortal auxiliary troops. On the contrary, Wang Ming became more and more angry as he watched Angron struggling in pain. Angron and demons could reshape their bodies in the warp after death, but humans would be endlessly tortured and manipulated by the evil gods of the warp after death.

Why? Why can the evil gods treat humans as their playthings, and humans can't resist those damn things? This is what makes Wang Ming angry the most. Wang Ming himself has always known that he and his legion have been fighting all the time, but their actions are just to do their best to prolong the life of the empire.

There are not many things they can really do. They can protect the Empire and humanity, but what about Chaos pollution? The evil gods of the Warp are constantly influencing all humans in the galaxy. Only humans do not have the technology to travel faster than light in the Warp, and only humans still have souls, and they cannot escape the manipulation of the evil gods of the Warp.

The Emperor's power is not enough to protect all humans in the galaxy. This is the desperate universe. No matter how powerful humans are, they cannot truly fight against the evil gods.

As Wang Ming was pulling out the butcher's nails, a feeling of powerlessness suddenly crept into his heart. He suddenly felt that everything he and the time traveler had done was meaningless, and he was just a clown in the eyes of the gods.

At this moment, Wang Ming's body suddenly shone with golden light, his eyes were filled with golden flames, and the voice of the Lord of Mankind appeared in his mind.

"My child, don't be influenced by that damn guy. Everything you do is for humanity. I have dedicated everything I have to humanity. I will do my best to protect human civilization. Don't belittle yourself. Everything we do is meaningful. You must understand this truth. You should be the one who understands it best... You know everything..."

All the majesty of the Emperor resounded in Wang Ming's mind, and His projection in the warp began to shine. A majestic figure broke away from the cold sun and stood beside Wang Ming's warp projection. He looked at the warp mollusk that tried to bewitch Wang Ming and swung his warning sword.

As the Emperor swung his sword to force back the subspace mollusk that was laughing triumphantly, the feeling of powerlessness in Wang Ming's mind instantly disappeared. He looked at the Butcher's Nail that he had completely pulled out of his hand at some point, the forge that was blown into ruins by the energy of the exiled Angron, and the large amount of steel fragments pressing on his body, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Just now, this was Tzeentch's most successful bewitching move. He did not use any words to bewitch Wang Ming, but quietly used the changes in his emotions and infinitely magnified Wang Ming's sense of powerlessness towards Chaos to influence Wang Ming's views on himself and the Emperor. This was really terrifying. Wang Ming finally understood why Skarbrand was fooled by Tzeentch to kill Khorne. Tzeentch's method of playing with people's minds was really terrifying.

Moreover, Jianqi's bewitchment even made his consciousness become hazy, and he was unconscious for a while. This was something Wang Ming had never experienced before except when he was possessed by the Emperor.

"Damn it..., sooner or later..."

Wang Ming crawled out of the ruins and looked at the ruins around him. Today he experienced the evil power of the second evil god of the Warp that made mortals despair after the Tears of Nurgle, the terrifying power of the god of trickery and change.

"Wang Ming! Wang Ming! Are you still alive?!"

Wang Ming just stood up and saw Lieutenant Zhou Heng shouting not far from the ruins. Behind him were the two iron men. What made Wang Ming speechless was that this guy was not only shouting by himself, but he also uploaded a recording of himself to the two iron men in some unknown way. The three of them were actually shouting together, and they inexplicably formed a three-in-one loudspeaker. The sound was very loud.

"Would my death do you any good?"

Wang Ming resisted the urge to give Lieutenant Zhou Heng a big punch, and instantly arrived in front of Lieutenant Zhou Heng at full speed, and asked him in a bad mood.

"Yes, if you die I can take your fleet and rebuild the Human Federation."

Lieutenant Zhou Heng looked at Wang Ming who was in a bad mood in front of him, and answered him jokingly with a smile.

Chapter 295: Development of the War Situation on the Alert Star

"Get lost!"

Wang Ming cursed and laughed as he slapped Lieutenant Zhou Heng on the head. It was not known whether he had used too much force or Lieutenant Zhou Heng was deliberately trying to comfort Wang Ming who was obviously in a bad mood, but he was knocked to the ground by Wang Ming's slap.

"I was just joking. Why are you putting so much effort into this? I've read the textbooks you wrote. They should be the most appropriate form of education for this era. It's rare to believe in human gods while also having a desire for science and truth in this era. I'm willing to follow you and protect human civilization together. Now... Wang Ming, I, Zhou Heng, a soldier from the Federation era, officially pledge my allegiance to you."

Second Lieutenant Zhou Heng got up from the ground. He looked at Wang Ming, whose mood had calmed down a little, and said to Wang Ming seriously that this was the first time he had truly pledged allegiance to Wang Ming. He was so serious, a complete change from his usual cynical and optimistic attitude. He looked at Wang Ming and saluted him.

"I accept your allegiance. We are both the Swords of Mankind..."

Wang Ming looked at Lieutenant Zhou Heng who had become serious. He was stunned for a moment, and then he saluted Lieutenant Zhou Heng seriously.

"There are too many damn demons..."

A woman stood on the spire of the hive city. She looked at the battlefield below and said depressedly that she did not think these demons were so scary. She had no idea how many demons she had exiled during the siege of Terra. The current situation was just an ordinary demon invasion of the world to her.

"Hmm~, they should be coming for those things, but they came too late. I have almost dealt with them. The rest is left to those Primarchs. Hmm..., should we meet Wang Ming?"

The woman stretched her body, looking at the purple strip in the sky and walking towards the depths of the hive. Her mission had been completed, and the rest was left to the man's sons.

"Cuckoo..."