My Desperate Journey in 40k

Because the loving Father they believe in is tolerant and merciful, everyone has the opportunity to atone their sins. Anyone can join their harmonious big family, sing with them, and receive true salvation under the tolerance of the merciful Father.

"We are approaching the alien home planet. The advance reconnaissance has been released. Your Highness, I think you should come and see this."

Just after this world had fallen into the endless "kindness" of the kind father, the human fleet also appeared in the galaxy where this world was located. On the Sun Fortress, the Imperial Navy sailor in charge of the pilot reconnaissance looked at the pilot reconnaissance of this world, and he immediately reported the situation to Wang Ming.

"Chaos contamination? Impossible. This race is obviously a normal technological civilization. How could they be associated with Chaos... Wait, I see. Are they playing the role of savior? Nurgle... Oh, this is really interesting. We are also considered villains, aren't we?"

Wang Ming looked at the data board in his hand and the information on it. He just didn't understand why this race embraced chaos. When he thought about what he was doing, he suddenly laughed with relief. From his perspective, he was eliminating the threat to the alien race for humans, and in the eyes of the aliens, isn't the monk a demon? But Wang Ming didn't care. Originally, he wanted to keep a gene bank sample of the world for this alien race for subsequent sociological research, but looking at the current situation, it seems that this alien race is going to be exterminated.

The fleet approached the alien's home planet. They released a two-dimensional foil towards this world, but this two-dimensional foil was not successfully activated. This was also within Wang Ming's expectations. After all, judging from the situation, Nurgle's corruption of this race should have reached a certain extent. This world is already full of Nurgle's power. The concept of corruption symbolized by Nurgle has formed a strange orbital protection above this world. Most of the fleet's attacks can no longer have an effect on this world.

"This world is almost becoming a demon world."

Wang Ming looked at the green world outside the window, looked at the situation in this world, and felt the stench of the power of Nurgle in this world. Wang Ming sighed and said involuntarily that they could not leave this world alone. This was a world that was about to become a demon world, or in other words, it had already become a demon world. This world must be destroyed.

Chapter 599 Mortarion

"Even the helmet of the power armor can't block this smell."

Wang Ming stood on the planet and looked at the distorted environment in front of him. This world has now become the garden of Nurgle. All kinds of twisted plants grow on it, and all kinds of living things wriggle on it. Any mortal who only looks at those things will have his mind polluted by chaos.

The world is now completely finished, but for this world corrupted by Nurgle, Wang Ming feels that the corruption of this world is nothing big. After all, this is an alien world, and it is the home planet of an alien civilization. Perhaps some brothers may not know that the home planet of a species represents many things in this universe. If its home planet is destroyed, the fate of this species is likely to be ill-fated.

"let's start."

Wang Ming looked at the twisted earth, at the ground that was full of vitality and gradually began to wriggle. He said to the time travelers who came to the ground with him that Wang Ming had prepared everything for this battle, and now it was time for the battle to begin.

After Wang Ming's order was issued, the 20,000 time travelers who came to this world with him also began their work. Without mortal auxiliary troops, they had to form a combined force to do everything themselves.

Artillery regiment, armored battalion, assault brigade, aviation brigade, these training subjects are all those that the time travelers have been trained in before. They can accomplish all of this without relying on mortal auxiliary troops. And the moment Wang Ming gave the order, these prepared time travelers began their attack.

Their attack positions are not fixed, but they will start large-scale bombing and artillery attacks on certain cities according to strategic purposes. Then, after completing the mission, these troops will converge towards the capital of this alien civilization. After completing the mission and joining forces, they will join the main attack force led by Wang Ming to join the siege of the capital.

Shells flew out from the self-propelled artillery one after another. They were like the stars in the sky, constantly flying into the sky. The firing rate of these artillery pieces modified by the First Engineer Regiment had reached a terrifying level. Because it was an automatic cannon, these things had a huge magazine. When they needed to be used, they only needed to place the shells in those magazines, and they could instantly start firing 200 rounds per minute. This data might sound very exaggerated.

After all, Wang Ming was also shocked when he heard the data. Those things were not rocket launchers. They were a bunch of petrified lizard self-propelled artillery, which were forcibly transformed into this by the First Engineer Regiment.

At the moment when the artillery regiments of those time travelers began to shoot, dozens of modified Thunder Eagle gunboats suddenly appeared in the sky. These Thunder Eagle gunboats were specially modified, and their carrying functions were all eliminated. The only things left were the cabins that were converted into ammunition bays. These Thunder Eagles carried a large number of napalm bombs. These things were specially modified weapons. The fuel inside them was different from the napalm bombs of Ancient Terra. They burned at a higher temperature, spread over a wider range, and burned for an incredible length of time.

"It will be cloudy today and napalm is expected to fall."

In the group of time travelers, Ye Fan looked at the "beautiful scenery" outside the window. He held the walkie-talkie and joked to the time travelers in the group. Everyone laughed. Their target was an alien city. That city had now turned into a weird existence like purgatory. Countless demons were singing in the city with the aliens who had turned into zombies, and they did not notice that a large shadow had appeared above their heads.

"The first wave of attacks from the artillery regiment has arrived, and the results of the bombardment are being observed."

Just as the travelers in the fleet were joking with each other, a burst of artillery fire suddenly occurred in the city below them, and the travelers in the fleet began to observe the situation of the artillery fire and evaluate the results of the artillery fire.

"Report, the results of the bombardment have been observed and are being evaluated. It is estimated that this bombardment destroyed 50% of the area of ​​the alien city. The bombarded locations have been marked, and the locations that have not been bombarded are being transmitted to the artillery regiment."

After evaluating the results of the bombardment, the traversers in the fleet began to transmit these results to the artillery regiment in the rear. At the same time, the artillery regiment in the rear began to adjust the density and elevation of their artillery based on the observations of these bombardment results. After some calculations, they determined the location of the next round of attacks, and then there was another burst of artillery fire. These artillery pieces kept firing, and from a distance, they looked like giant dragons constantly spewing dragon breath.

In fact, the shells they fired were all special napalm bombs. They had experience with Nurgle demons. To deal with this kind of thing, in addition to the holy seepage water, fire was the best purifier. The holy flame would burn all sins and burn away the filth from hell in the real universe. At the same time, after the artillery regiment and the bomber formation completed the first round of attacks, the bomber formation began to spray its own promethium fuel. The fuel scattered in the sky and then fell into the city below, just like fuel falling into a burning sea of ​​fire, increasing the output of flames in the city. In an instant, the entire city was turned into a sea of ​​fire by the traversers.

The Nurgle demons were directly burned to ashes in these seas of fire. Their bodies were burned to ashes in these flames and they were directly exiled back to the warp. At the same time, the aliens affected by Nurgle were also burned to ashes. Before they died, they looked at their burning bodies. Their spirits were still distorted. They felt how warm these flames were, but it was indeed these flames that brought them relief.

The God-Emperor is merciful after all. The flames burned the twisted bodies of these aliens, burning their twisted flesh, allowing these aliens to return to their twisted master. But when they really come before the so-called Lord of Life, they will find that the "merciful" existence does not want much, just their souls.

Flames were burning the city, and the traversers had already begun to relocate to another city. In fact, this method of cleansing was very inefficient, but there was no other way. The power of Nurgle in this world had already made this world itself carry some of Nurgle's rules. The orbital strikes of the fleet had no effect at all, and those orbital strikes could not appear in this world at all.

Even when Wang Ming landed in this world, he wrapped his body in golden flames and then jumped directly from the orbit. It can be said that the orbital defense of this world has reached a new height, but all this comes at a price. The other price is that this race has become believers of Nurgle, and their home planet has been swallowed up by the power of Nurgle. No matter where the individuals of this race are in the galaxy, their souls have been targeted by Nurgle.

While the traversers were clearing out the alien cities on the surface of the planets, Wang Ming also brought a main force of 5,000 traversers to the alien capital of this world.

"This kind of power..., this city has completely become a sacrifice site for Nurgle."

Wang Ming looked at the city in front of him. He felt the power of Nurgle in the city. The power of Nurgle had completely revitalized the city. Countless twisted plants grew on the buildings of the former alien city, making those buildings look like twisted and terrible creatures. They had countless mouths and eyes on their bodies. Disgusting pus had turned into a river in the city, and above the city, countless poisonous flies were hovering.

And in that city, countless cheerful songs were heard. They were the singing of the aliens that had turned into zombies. They sang together with the demons. They sang the good name of the kind Father and praised the great Lord of Life, the great kind Father.

"Oh..., let's burn it."

Wang Ming looked at the city in front of him, he slowly said these words, and then the time travelers began to prepare. Automatic artillery was set up, a total of one thousand. These things appeared in the system after the First Engineer Corps completed their manufacturing. Wang Ming now almost understood the existence of those items in the system. As long as it is a technology that humans have possessed, it is included. If the technologies of the Human Federation were not too profound, Wang Ming even wanted the 21st Legion to lead the Empire to pick up those technologies again.

Back to the topic, after those automatic cannons were set up, tongues of fire spewed out from the muzzles of those automatic cannons, and countless shells were fired at the city, just like countless stars falling from the sky and falling towards the city, and the moment those shells entered the sky above the city, they exploded in the air, and then a layer of something like white mist covered the sky above the entire city, they fell towards the city with the help of the gravity of this world, and after the old white mist fell into the city, huge flames suddenly burned in that city.

It was a modified fuel-air bomb, and its explosion mode was to first sprinkle the fuel on the location that needed to be hit, and then after the fuel was sprinkled evenly, the ignition devices in it would directly ignite the fuel. This thing was also specially made for the Nurgle demons. The grudge between the traversers and Nurgle was already very deep. Starting from Macragge, the traversers already hated this damn evil god.

Other evil gods may only bring death and chaos, but Nurgle brings endless suffering. The suffering brought by those viruses cannot be fought against by scientific means. Either they can be completely burned with fire, or metaphysical things such as faith can be used to fight against them.

Just as the time travelers were bombarding the city, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the sky. It fell directly towards the time travelers from the sky. The time travelers also noticed this figure. They turned their guns and aimed directly at it. This kind of automatic cannon can be used to hit aerial targets. After all, its rate of fire and accuracy are there. A large amount of artillery fire was fired at the huge figure in the sky.

But at the moment when the artillery fire flew towards the huge figure, a green mist suddenly enveloped the figure, and the shells that flew into the mist did not explode. The mist corroded the outer shells of the shells, accelerating the corrosion of the shells. The outer shells of the shells were turned into countless pieces of rust, and the fuel inside instantly deteriorated and could no longer burn. The ignition device became a piece of rusty scrap iron. This is the power of Nurgle, corruption, endless corruption.

"Mortarion, how could it be in this world?"

Wang Ming looked at the green mist in the sky. The moment the figure appeared, he recognized its identity: Mortarion, the Primarch corrupted by Nurgle, his brother, the fallen demigod, the Demon Prince of Nurgle.

Although Wang Ming was surprised why it appeared in this world, he had already pulled out the Eternal Life from his waist. This was a good opportunity, an opportunity to kill Mortarion and let the Emperor regain its soul. The Emperor once said that Mortarion could be redeemed, and the only possible redemption for this pathetic existence was probably to atone for the human worlds it had destroyed in the Cursed Legion.

And at the moment when Wang Ming pulled out the Eternal Life, Mortarion also rushed out from the green mist. It did not rush directly towards Wang Ming, but directly rushed towards the traversers. Its huge wings and its huge body landed directly on the traversers' artillery positions. It looked at the traversers on the artillery positions and directly splashed them with the virus specially prepared by Kugax.

When the time travelers just saw Mortarion and were about to raise their weapons to shoot at him, they suddenly felt changes in their bodies. Pain, endless pain appeared in their bodies, as if the pain was engraved in their souls. The endless pain tortured their bodies, and even made these time travelers who had experienced countless deaths feel fear. They even began to lose control of their weapons. That was the reaction of their bodies after being infected by the virus. They were powerless, painful, and unable to die.

Chapter 600: Facing the Evil God

"Virus?"

Wang Ming looked at the time travelers who were struggling on the ground. He could also personally experience the pain of the time travelers. As the genetic origin of the time travelers, he could also feel their feelings. Especially with so many people, this kind of pain had been personally experienced by him, pain, endless pain, and the sense of powerlessness that came with the pain, and the terrible vitality that could not die no matter what.

These are all a kind of torture for time travelers. Mortarion knows that time travelers will be resurrected after death, and the viruses it brought this time were specially created to deal with the resurrection of time travelers.

In addition to making the time travelers feel endless pain, these viruses also provide them with powerful vitality. These vitality can keep the time travelers' lives in a constant state forever, so that even if they are in pain, they will not die. This is the effect Mortarion wants. He wants Wang Ming to feel the pain he once felt. He wants to see whether Wang Ming will make the same choice as he did for the sake of his offspring.

"Do you feel it? My brother, do you feel their pain? There is only one choice before you. Accept the love of the loving Father, let you merge into the arms of the loving Father, and let all these pains disappear. My brother, you only have this choice."

Mortarion looked at Wang Ming and spoke to him, the pride and happiness in his tone fully revealed. He knew very well what Wang Ming would do. Wang Ming would definitely make the same choice as he did because of the pain of his offspring.

"Can't you die?"

Wang Ming looked at the painful time travelers, and he directly took out an antimatter bomb from the system. They would not die. Wang Ming did not believe this. The time travelers had died countless times. In this situation, Wang Ming did not believe that resurrection could not solve everything. The time travelers had the same way of dealing with those continuous injuries, that is, direct death and resurrection.

Now, Wang Ming wants to let Mortarion see where the 21st Legion’s confidence comes from to conquer the galaxy.

When Mortarion saw the antimatter bomb, his heart was full of ridicule for Wang Ming. He knew very well the effect of that virus. That virus was directly rooted in the soul, and the resurrection of the time travelers might not be effective. It was precisely because of this that Mortarion had the confidence to use this plan to make Wang Ming fall into the arms of a loving father.

"Then you can try it, my brother, but the result may disappoint you greatly."

Mortarion looked at Wang Ming and spoke to him with a smile, but Wang Ming could not see his expression because of the breathing mask on his face.

"Snapped!"

The antimatter bomb exploded in Wang Ming's hand, and a ball of light like the sun appeared on the ground. In an instant, the position where the traversers had stood turned into a big pit. A large amount of matter was blown up, and even the city in the distance was affected to a certain extent. All kinds of flying debris flew in the air and fell into the city burning in flames.

When Wang Ming returned from the subspace and the time travelers were resurrected, Wang Ming felt a huge pain. The viruses on the time travelers were not cleared because of the resurrection, and those viruses were still acting on the souls of the time travelers.

"It seems like it really came prepared this time."

Wang Ming felt some pain in his body. He looked at the timers who were gradually adapting to the pain and a smile appeared on his face. The timers could adapt very quickly when facing pain. After all, for every timer, pain and death are the first things they have to adapt to. The time of resurrection and the moment of death are very painful. Only after they adapt to these situations can they fight against those inhuman creatures on the battlefield and protect mankind in the countless worlds of this galaxy.

"My brother, do you feel it? This is a virus specially made for you. It is a blessing from the loving Father. Join the loving Father's arms. As long as you join the loving Father's arms, you can be free from this pain."

After the time traveler and Wang Ming were resurrected, Mortarion also walked out of a green portal. It looked at Wang Ming in front of it, feeling the viruses that had taken root in the time traveler's soul. There was a sense of pride in its tone, as if it had already won.

At this moment, a time traveler suddenly picked up his bolter and fired a volley of bullets at Mortarion's head. The volley of bullets hit Mortarion's head very accurately, but for this demon primarch, the attack of those bullets did not cause much damage. It turned to look at the time traveler holding the bolter, and a very strange look appeared in its eyes.

Green smoke drifted away in the wind from the muzzle of the grenade launcher, and the traverser had taken off his helmet. He stared at Mortarion's head, and his originally black eyes had now turned into a golden color. He just looked at Mortarion like that, and then the traversers around him endured the pain that continued to erupt in their bodies and raised their weapons towards Mortarion.

They looked at Mortarion and shouted something, and it was this sentence that made Mortarion angry.

"For the Emperor!!"

They roared loudly and kept pulling the triggers in their hands. Shots from various weapons kept hitting Mortarion, but under the blessing of Nurgle, these attacks did not have much effect. However, they were extremely insulting to Mortarion. Mortarion thought he was the toughest, but he was not as good as these lackeys of the false emperor.

Under such circumstances, they were still unswervingly loyal to the false emperor on Holy Terra. Mortarion was completely furious. He waved the sickle in his hand and rushed directly towards the traversers. At the moment he rushed towards the traversers, Wang Ming's figure also moved. He hugged Mortarion from behind, and then golden flames appeared directly on his body.

"Oh my god, how many years have you not showered? I can smell the stench on your body even through your power armor. Come on, let me disinfect you thoroughly."

Wang Ming looked at Mortarion, he smiled and said to it, then took out Eternity and gave Mortarion a righteous backstab. The blade of Eternity pierced Mortarion's chest directly from the back, and the golden flame entered Mortarion's body from the wound. In an instant, Mortarion, who was originally unable to feel pain, felt a huge pain, the burning sensation of the golden flame, and the pain brought to him by his randomly growing organs and the viruses in his body that had been multiplying for who knows how long.

This kind of pain made Mortarion scream out. It was so painful. All the blessings of chaos disappeared at this moment. It was like an ordinary creature, feeling the pain brought by the virus in its body, feeling the burning sensation of the golden flames, and feeling the meaningless squirming of its organs brought by chaos.

The virus-filled gas could no longer allow it to breathe, and its throat felt like it was burning. It wanted to tear off the breathing mask on its face, but its rotten body was no longer able to do so. It couldn't even lift a single finger because that finger had already decayed and decomposed in countless viruses, just like those corpses that had been dead for a long time. It began to rot, like the reaction of a normal creature after death, or the reaction after being infected with those viruses.

All the blessings, all the supernatural powers, all the energy of the warp, seemed to be wiped out in the golden flame. Mortarion felt the pain in his body and the constant decay of his body. It seemed as if he remembered something. That was the moment when he had fallen. In the pain of his offspring, he agreed to the request of his father and fell into the abyss of chaos.

"me…"

Mortarion wanted to say something, but at this moment, a warp rift suddenly appeared next to Mortarion and Wang Ming, and then the two of them were sucked into it, and the traversers could only watch them being sucked away. Only a few traversers rushed into the warp rift, and when they passed through the warp rift and saw the scene in front of them clearly, they were surprised to find that they had come to the garden of the kind father.

They had been to that disgusting garden before, but they did not see the owner of the garden that time. But this time, they truly saw the owner of the garden. It was a bloated, twisted, huge green figure. He smiled and looked at the traversers and Wang Ming who was fighting with Mortarion not far from the traversers.

The time in the warp is unstable. Just within a few seconds when Wang Ming and Mortarion were sucked into the warp rift, in fact, in the eyes of Wang Ming and Mortarion, about a month had passed.

During this month, Wang Ming and Mortarion, who was saved by his father, had fought countless times in the Garden of Nurgle. While fighting with Mortarion, Wang Ming also had to worry about the corruption of the huge green figure next to him. It was the first time he saw the true appearance of these evil gods. If he was not the Primarch of the genes and had awakened the essence of the Warp, and his soul was not original to this world, he would probably be completely corrupted by this thing the moment he faced it.

While Wang Ming and Mortarion were fighting, Nurgle did not disturb them. He just smiled happily and bestowed his blessings on Wang Ming and Mortarion. And every time the blessing came, something deep in Wang Ming's soul, those things did not belong to Wang Ming's warp essence, but some other things. Every time at that time, they would instantly burst out from Wang Ming's soul and burn all the blessings brought by Nurgle.

Nurgle did not give up on corrupting Wang Ming. He was not stingy with his blessings, and they kept coming down upon him. However, only Mortarion received these blessings. To Wang Ming, these blessings were merely fuel. Tzeentch had come very close to corrupting him once, and it was absolutely impossible for Nurgle to replicate that corruption.

You know, even Wang Ming himself didn't know how many tricks the Emperor had put in his soul. If these Chaos Evil Gods wanted to corrupt him, they might as well try to corrupt one of the Imperial Guards. At least, it should be possible to corrupt a Imperial Guard to the heat death of the universe, but if they wanted to corrupt Wang Ming, who had all the buffs stacked up, then Chaos was really crazy. Even the Chaos God himself could not do such a thing. Besides, who said that only Chaos could have its own God?

Behind Wang Ming, there is a god of mankind. He is the faith of all mankind in the galaxy. With the faith of mankind as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges, He already has enough strength to compete with the Four Gods of Chaos.

It's just that He cannot really break off with the Four Chaos Gods. After all, if He really wants to break off with the Four Chaos Gods, then the human species will, at the moment it truly becomes a god, just like the ancient Eldar Empire, and will completely become a sacrifice for the ascension of a god in this galaxy.

This is what He absolutely does not want to see, so He has been enduring, enduring the pain that the Golden Throne has brought Him. When He sees the immense suffering of the human race, He still silently endures His own pain. He loves humans, but He does not love a specific human being. He loves the entire human species, and He must carry the burden for His own species and move forward.

However, not being able to fall out does not mean that he cannot have some small-scale friction with the Four Chaos Gods, and this is Wang Ming's confidence, he has the Emperor behind him, and he is not afraid of any Chaos God.

While Wang Ming and Mortarion were fighting, the time travelers suddenly appeared on the battlefield. They directly faced Nurgle, one of the four chaos gods. The time travelers were not afraid of this thing in front of them. They looked at the twisted existence in front of them, although just one look made their eyes almost blind, and a large amount of extremely corrupt aura appeared on their bodies. This was the price of facing the chaos gods directly, and their souls were being corrupted by Nurgle.

And just when their souls were being corrupted, the backup plans that the Emperor had arranged on their souls were also activated. Originally, the souls of the time travelers were similar to Chaos Demons, demons under the seat of a certain "Chaos God", representing the power of that god. To truly hatch them, it would really be like corrupting a demon under the seat of a different Chaos God.

A golden light instantly appeared in the bodies of those travelers. A burst of golden flames suddenly burned on their bodies, just like the cursed legions. They revealed their true forms. The demons under the fifth evil god...

Chapter 601 The Fifth Evil God's Demonic Army

Golden light shot up into the sky in the garden of the Chaos God, and Nurgle also felt that power, the power coming from the saint on the Golden Throne. He locked onto this space through those travelers, and knew what Nurgle was doing.

Golden light appeared in the garden. The green color, which symbolized infinite life and corruption, was swallowed up by the overwhelming golden light. At this moment, Wang Min took advantage of the opportunity to grab Mortarion's head. The golden flames continued to burn. He dispelled the chaos blessings from Mortarion's body and tried to kill the demon prince directly.

Just as Mortarion was screaming in agony as he was burned by the golden flames, Nurgle finally made his move. He grabbed Mortarion from Wang Ming's hands and prepared to return to his castle in the garden. He did not want to confront the man directly. After two heavy blows to the garden, his strength was already the weakest among the Chaos Gods. However, Nurgle's weakness could only be considered temporary. As a Chaos God, his abilities were directly linked to the sufferings in the real universe. Given the current state of the real universe, he could not be much weaker.