My Desperate Journey in 40k

Although the Khorne cultists were extremely crazy, they were nothing but a group of insignificant traitors under the killing bombs of the Astartes. The bombs and lasers were fired at the same time. The high-energy lasers installed by the time travelers on the Iron Knight Terminators were simply a harvester, and the lives of a large number of cultists were harvested by it. They didn't even have the power to resist.

Those Khorne cultists who had not yet rushed out of the trenches could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts when they saw the Astartes who were frantically killing their companions. Even though they believed in the Blood God, unless they were devout believers, the city residents who were forced to become believers of the Blood God all had their own ideas after seeing those time travelers.

338. Chapter 335 Slaanesh Demon

338.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"

Those Khorne cultists roared, and their deaths summoned something in the warp. It was a demon from the Blood God's realm, a great demon under the Blood God's throne.

"Roar!"

It stood up from the flesh and blood of the Khorne cultists, looked at the traversers of the Primarch's Guards with its blood-red eyes, let out an earth-shaking roar, and then waved its bat-like wings and flew towards the Primarch's Guards.

"The big devil."

Wang Ming discovered the Great Daemon of Khorne at the first moment. This thing was summoned. For Khorne, there was no standard sacrificial ceremony or anything like that. Everything on the battlefield was a sacrifice to Khorne.

"Get down here!"

Wang Ming looked at the Great Daemon of Khorne in the air, a golden flame appeared in his hand, and then he threw it directly at the Great Daemon of Khorne in the air. This was the first time that Wang Ming used the golden flame for a long-range attack.

The golden flame flew for a while, and then directly hit the Great Demon of Khorne. The golden flame instantly covered the Great Demon's body. The Great Demon of Khorne was surrounded by the golden flame. It roared and fell to the ground, and directly crashed into the Primarch's guards.

The Primarch's guards looked at the Great Demon that fell among them and surrounded it in an instant. The power swords flashing with thunder kept slashing at the Great Demon. The poor Great Demon was chopped into pieces by dozens of power swords and exiled into the warp.

"Alas, what a pity, Wang Lei! You guys are too quick!"

Wang Ming looked at the tragic corpse of the disappearing demon and said helplessly to Wang Lei that he originally wanted to kill the demon completely, but unfortunately, the hands of the traversers of the original body's guards were too fast and they chopped the demon to death in less than a second.

"Boss, there's a demon in front of us, we have to fight it, right?"

Wang Lei looked at Wang Ming, who looked regretful, and smiled at him, saying, "There is a demon in front of them, how can they not take action?" It's really not that their hands are too fast, it can only be said to be an instinctive reaction.

"Already advancing, maintain the battle formation, and clear out the remaining enemy forces while advancing."

Just as Wang Ming was talking to the original body's guards, Xu Chang had already begun to command the time travelers to move forward. The time travelers also listened to Xu Chang. As for this former Thunder Warrior, the time travelers still treated him very well. They knew what kind of person this Thunder Warrior was.

He was a warrior who was born for unification. He witnessed the most ignorant old nights of mankind and sacrificed himself for the emperor to unify mankind. Fortunately, he did not see the emperor's purge of them. That period of history has been forgotten except for the imperial guards and a very small number of people. Wang Ming also stabilized him with white lies. He was the best general, a thunder warrior for the empire and mankind.

"We are advancing. The remaining cultists are fleeing. Hahaha, they are actually scared."

Hu Jin looked at the cultists fleeing in front of him and spoke to the time travelers with a big laugh.

"Captain, you are talking nonsense. All the real fanatics among them have just died. The rest are just some ordinary cultists who are afraid of death."

Ye Fan, the company commander of the 2nd Regiment who was transferred back from the 21st Regiment, heard Hu Jin's words. He said to his commander in a bad mood that these escaped cultists were obviously a group of ordinary cultists. They were not those fearless fanatics. They were also very afraid of death.

The battle formation of the time travelers advanced, and the weapons in their hands kept killing the cultists. The desperate screams of the cultists rang out one after another on the battlefield, but no one dared to attack the time travelers anymore. The hundreds of thousands of fanatics had almost died under the artillery fire and the killing of the time travelers. The remaining ones were just ordinary cultists who were forced to join the cult and believe in the evil god. Although they were also very fanatical, they still had a certain fear of death.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"

Just as the time travelers continued to kill the fleeing cultists, finally some of the Khorne cultists couldn't stand it anymore. They gathered together, reorganized their teams and launched a counterattack against the time travelers. As the saying goes, "explode in silence and perish in silence", these Khorne cultists finally exploded when faced with the time travelers' massacre-like killing.

"puff!"

The Khorne cultists took out heavy weapons and fired rockets at the battle formation of the time travelers. Although they would be killed immediately by the time travelers' precise shooting as soon as they fired the rockets, they still kept attacking the time travelers because they knew that if they didn't, they would definitely be slaughtered by the time travelers. Instead of doing this, they might as well fight in the name of the Blood God until the last moment of death.

"Attention, the enemy has started to counterattack. Watch out for the rockets. These things may pose a threat to us. Hold on to the alloy shield!"

Wang Ming looked at the white smoke produced by the rockets when they were launched, shouted to the time travelers, then pulled out his grenade launcher, raised his hand and fired a grenade, which blew up a rocket in mid-air.

The flying speed of the rockets was still too slow for Wang Ming and the time travelers. The time travelers could blow them up in mid-air. Most of these rockets could not get close to the time travelers at all. Even those rockets that managed to get close were not powerful enough to penetrate the thick armor plate of the alloy shield.

"Take out everything that can be used! We can't just be slaughtered like this! The Blood God is watching us, and His eyes will come to this world for our battle. We will fight the lackeys of the false emperor in the name of the Blood God!"

The only commander who still had some rationality among the Khorne cultists, he looked at the Khorne cultists around him and shouted to them that this was their last resistance. If they ran away, they would die, and if they resisted, they would also die. They might as well fight with those running dogs of the false emperor before they died.

Just as the Khorne cultists went crazy and fought back against the time travelers, the Slaanesh cultists began their final madness in their own positions. However, they were not madly fighting back against the time travelers, but were madly seeking pleasure. They kept doing twisted things, which were disgusting things that normal humans could never accept. In their madness, figures were slowly appearing beside them.

Those figures were very slender, with human-like bodies and crab-claw-like hands that kept dancing. They were entangled and crazy with the cultists, and after the cultists fell into endless happiness, they would quietly take away their souls.

They looked at the cultists who died because of losing their souls, then put down the bodies of the cultists and walked out of the trenches. They looked at the cultists who were fighting fiercely, braving the rain of bullets, and rushed towards the traversers with laughter. They felt the battlefield full of death and enjoyed every moment of excitement in the physical universe. They kept laughing as they walked towards the traversers, walking leisurely and gracefully. Their every move exuded a strange elegance.

The time travelers also noticed those monsters and aimed their bolters at them. They recognized these things, Slaanesh demons. These guys summoned the demons. The time travelers' bolters began shooting at those monsters, but they were not like the Khorne demons that just rushed towards the time travelers headlong. Their figures kept flashing, and they kept picking up the bombs flying by like crab claws. Their strange elegance made them like nimble dancers.

Those monsters seemed to be enjoying something, as if they were so elegant in everything they did. As the monsters approached, the travelers smelled a odor, a strange fragrance. Even the travelers could smell it even when they were wearing helmets. It seemed as if the smell could be directly transmitted to their senses.

"Damn it! Damn you, you demon of Slaanesh!"

Wang Ming and Hu Jin also smelled the odor. They looked at those disgusting things angrily. The "body odor" of these things made them feel extremely nauseous. To be honest, it was the first time for the time travelers to be so close to the Slaanesh things. In the past, they used high-powered long-range weapons to kill them directly from a distance. This was the first time they had fought with these things at such a close distance.

The time travelers knew what Slaanesh Demons were. Those disgusting Slaanesh Demons made them feel very alienated. Wang Ming looked at those Slaanesh Demons and smelled the disgusting fragrance. Wang Ming became angry. He would not allow such disgusting things to get close to him and the time travelers. He could even see the disgusting mucus on the bodies of those Slaanesh Demons.

The bolt gun in Wang Ming's hand rang out, and Wang Ming fired two bolts in a very short time. This was Wang Ming's way of dealing with those agile Slaanesh demons. If you can dodge the first bolt, you can dodge two at once, right? Even if you can dodge, Wang Ming can also complete a perfect follow-up shot in an instant. Moreover, if the Slaanesh demon does not dodge, it will be even better. Wang Ming's bolts are attached with some golden flames, which is an excellent weapon to deal with these Chaos things.

Just as Wang Ming thought, the Primarch's reaction speed was unmatched even by the demons. A Slaanesh demon was hit directly on the head by a bomb, and golden flames exploded on its head. The Slaanesh demon's laughter gradually turned into screams in the golden flames. The screams were like a mortal facing their torture. The other Slaanesh demons also felt fear. They could feel the fear of the Slaanesh demon's death. It was the fear of facing death. As demons of the Warp, they have never been afraid of death.

But at this moment, they began to be afraid. A Slaanesh demon suddenly saw Wang Ming among the traversers, and it screamed in fear. It shouted and used its pincers to grab its own neck. The sharp pincers directly cut off its neck. The headless body of the Slaanesh demon fell to the ground. It committed suicide and exiled itself back to the subspace because it was too afraid of death. It had many emotions that it had not enjoyed yet, and it did not want to die at the hands of Wang Ming.

The other Slaanesh demons also wanted to commit suicide, but Wang Ming would not give them a chance. When the first Slaanesh demon committed suicide, Wang Ming had already rushed out of the battle formation of the traversers and appeared directly in front of those Slaanesh demons. The Slaanesh demons looked at Wang Ming's angry face and showed expressions of extreme fear.

At this point, suicide exile is no longer possible. Looking at Wang Ming who is already in front of them, the Slaanesh demons can only kill Wang Ming together. They rush towards Wang Ming waving their pincers, intending to make a dying struggle.

Wang Ming looked at those Slaanesh demons angrily. In the end, he had to engage in close combat with those demons. He would kill those Slaanesh bastards as quickly as possible. He swung "Eternity" with golden flames at a Slaanesh demon. In an instant, the Slaanesh demon was killed directly. After it was cut into two pieces by the blade of "Eternity", the golden flames directly burned its body into ashes. Another Slaanesh demon died completely.

"Ouch!"

Sharp screams rang out from the mouths of other surviving Slaanesh demons. They looked at their killed companions around them. Some of them directly changed direction and ran towards the battle formation of the traversers. They did not dodge at all as bombs hit them one after another. They happily felt the damage to their bodies caused by the bombs, and were glad that they were about to be exiled back to the subspace to avoid being killed by Wang Ming.

Wang Ming did not watch them run away. One, two, three, Wang Ming's figure disappeared on the spot, as if blending into the wind. The heads of the Slaanesh demons that were attacked by the traversers were chopped off in an instant. They were killed instantly by Wang Ming before they could be exiled.

Demons burning with golden flames appeared on the battlefield. They screamed, roared, and wailed. After countless times, they were completely killed this time. It was a real kill, and not the exile in the physical universe before.

Although Wang Ming's movements were quick enough, one Slaanesh demon was still successfully exiled. There was no other way. This guy was constantly destroying his own body while withstanding the firepower of the traversers, which accelerated his own death. Fortunately, he exiled himself before Wang Ming killed it.

"Clean up the battlefield and kill those cultists quickly. We can't let them create more demons. Disperse the battle formation and clean up the battlefield together with the mortal auxiliary troops."

Wang Ming looked at the ashes all over the ground and gave orders to the time travelers. They could no longer advance so slowly and had to resolve the battle quickly. Although the tens of millions of cultists had been killed by the continuous artillery fire and only a few million were left, the remaining millions of cultists would also cause a lot of cruel things. They had to be cleared out quickly, otherwise it would be troublesome if another big demon appeared.

Chapter 336: Four People Chasing Four Hundred Cultists

"Huhuhu..."

Black columns of smoke rose above the pitch-black earth. Countless bomb craters dotted the battlefield. The mortal auxiliary soldiers looked at the burning piles of corpses. They held flamethrowers expressionlessly. Pillars of promethium burned in front of them. The mortal auxiliary soldiers kept walking on the battlefield. They dragged corpses into the fire and kept clearing the corpses of the cultists on the battlefield.

After the battle, it is very important to clean up the corpses on the battlefield. Otherwise, once a plague occurs, Nurgle will probably come. In order to prevent Nurgle, it is very important to burn the corpses.

"Some of the remaining ones still escaped, but there are not many of them. Let's take over the mortal auxiliary troops."

Wang Ming was looking at the columns of smoke above the battlefield and chatting with Hu Jin beside him. After hearing what Wang Ming said, Hu Jin nodded slightly, then took out a data tablet and checked the data on it.

"Boss, this is the defense arrangement of this world. How should I put it... Compared with other imperial worlds, it is considered average, but for a civilized world, isn't this number of heavy weapons a bit too much? Those cultists have a lot of heavy weapons in their hands..."

Hu Jin looked at the information on the data board, raised his head and said to Wang Ming that he was looking at the information of the Algro world. He looked at the heavy weapons reserves that were counted before the war began, and asked Wang Ming if there was something wrong with the quantity of these heavy weapons reserves.

"As for the heavy weapons reserves... they are not the heavy weapons traded with the Mechanicus. This world is on the edge of the Empire and needs a large number of weapons to fight against the aliens. However, the planetary governor did not expect that these weapons would be obtained by the heretics."

After hearing what Hu Jin said, Wang Ming smiled and replied to him, this world did have a large reserve of heavy weapons, but to the time travelers, they were just a group of armed rabble, without professional military training, and apart from their belief in the evil god that would summon demons, there was no threat worthy of attention.

"By the way, Boss, this world's defense requires Astartes. What do you think we should do about forming a company of new recruits?"

Hu Jin looked at Wang Ming and asked him about the composition of the new recruit company stationed in this world. As explained before, the time travelers had formulated a plan on the Alert Star to transform the local world's humans into Astartes, and then leave an old soldier to garrison in this world with these recruits, so that each world they liberated would have a certain degree of defense capability.

"I'll leave this matter to you. Bring the brothers from the Second Regiment and conduct a selection. I hope we can get a hundred qualified recruits."

Wang Ming looked at Hu Jin, and after hearing his question, Wang Ming thought about it slowly, and then mobilized a batch of gene seeds and matching surgical organs to Hu Jin. Selecting new recruits was not a big deal for the 21st Legion, because the 21st Legion's troop replenishment was not the ordinary Astartes Legion recruitment model at all, and the purpose of establishing a recruit company was only to garrison the human world.

"Okay, then let's use the second group's selection method this time."

Hu Jin sighed, and after reporting some things to Wang Ming, he went to the city, ready to lead the Second Regiment to find some young people who could become recruits. He would use the Second Regiment's method to select new recruits.

"Alas, the light of the Lord of Mankind will protect human civilization, but this requires executors, and we are the executors."

Wang Ming looked at Hu Jin who was going away, then he turned to look at the troops operating on the battlefield, and then he spoke to himself, looking at the mortal auxiliary troops dealing with the corpses on the battlefield, looking at the devastated battlefield, his thoughts seemed to return to Cardia, the ordinary man Wang Ming was gone.

"We are pursuing the traitor troops. Can anyone hear me? Is it really broken?"

In a small city not far from Pepler, several soldiers stood in front of the body of a cultist psychic wizard who was killed by heavy weapons fire. They looked at their communicators that were destroyed by the energy of the warp, and kept trying to repair them and then get in touch with the main force.

"It's probably too late to save them, squad leader. What should we do now? The enemy's artillery remnants are ready to move. We can't just watch them run away."

A mortal auxiliary soldier threw down the communicator in his hand, and said to the squad leader beside him that they were in a very awkward position now. They only had four soldiers, and the remnants of the cultist artillery on the opposite side had about four hundred people. They were also unable to contact the regiment headquarters that was chasing the large cultist force. They had no way to fight at all.

"Don't worry. If we can't contact the main force, we can go on our own. We can't let the cultists escape. Remember the battle that Master Kasatos talked about when he taught us? It was a battle in Ancient Terra, where four soldiers chased their enemies all over the mountains."

The squad leaders of the Mortal Auxiliary Army looked at the four soldiers under their command, smiled at them, and then told them about the case when Casatos taught them special operations.

"know."

The three mortal auxiliary soldiers looked at their squad leader and answered him loudly. They recalled the course that had fascinated them and compared themselves with the four heroes in that battle. They also hoped to have the same combat capabilities as those heroes.

"Lord Kasatos mentioned the key points of that battle. We will split into two teams and attack them separately. We also have an advantage. We have more than enough heavy weapons."

The squad leader of the Mortal Auxiliary Army told the soldiers under his command who obviously lacked confidence about their advantages and the specific combat procedures at that time. He also comforted the soldiers. After all, the energy rifles in their hands were considered heavy weapons, and their power could even penetrate the power armor of angels.

"Let's go! They are about to run away. The order given to us by the primarch is not to let them escape. We must destroy them all."

The squad leader of the Mortal Auxiliary Army looked at his soldiers and spoke to them, then he picked up his rifle, grabbed a soldier and walked towards the direction where the cultists were fleeing.

The remaining two soldiers had nothing more to say and could only walk in that direction together.

"Quick, quick, quick! Move all those artillery pieces! The false emperor's lackeys are coming!"

The remnants of the Slaanesh cultists' artillery were fleeing. In the ranks of the Slaanesh cultists, a Slaanesh cult leader with a large loudspeaker sewn on his mouth was standing among the cultists. He used his mouth with the loudspeaker sewn on it to continuously shout at the Slaanesh cultists around him.

While it was shouting and screaming to vent the fear in its heart, it was also madly injecting itself with stimulants. This guy also had all kinds of strange potions hanging around his waist. This was a very standard Slaanesh cultist helmet. It hoped that it could indulge in its own enjoyment madly.

The same was true for the cultists around it, they looked at the leader who was enjoying himself alone, and kept injecting themselves with strange things. These fallen ones had gone completely crazy, and although they could still carry out some purposeful work, what they wanted most was to indulge in their own enjoyment. If it weren't for the orders given to them by the adults, they would not have cared about the artillery and would have gone to seek pleasure long ago.

"Zizzizi!"

Just as the Slaanesh cultists were feeling the sensory stimulation on their bodies, a plasma projectile suddenly hit the head of the Slaanesh cult leader. In an instant, the head of the Slaanesh cult leader was vaporized, and its body slowly fell down. The cultists who were enjoying themselves around did not notice the dead leader at all, they just enjoyed themselves.

But in the next second, they must have noticed it, a string of plasma projectiles flew towards the cultists, their flesh and blood bodies had no resistance at all in front of the plasma projectiles, the plasma projectiles flew among the cultists, the cultists were evaporated one by one, blood-red mist floated in the air, and in an instant dozens of cultists fell under the two energy rifles.

Automatic weapons are extremely lethal. The energy rifle, a terrifying automatic weapon that is the product of human wisdom, is a weapon made purely for killing. With its extremely high rate of fire and extremely powerful plasma projectiles, the armor on the flesh-and-blood cultists is completely useless when fired by this weapon.

The cultists were stunned by the rain of bullets. They hurriedly picked up their weapons and fired frantically at possible attack positions around them. They were completely stunned. So many of them died in an instant, and they didn't even see where the enemy was.

"They're firing. Let's start while they're still in confusion!"