My Desperate Journey in 40k

Chapter 611 Antimatter Bomb

"For the sake of the Human Emperor! We have to hold on here for ten minutes. In just ten minutes, our mission will be accomplished and we will return to the throne of the Human Emperor!"

At the door of the artificial intelligence computer room, a group of mortal soldiers from the Fuxi world were guarding here. They looked at the corridor in front of them, tightly grasping the power Han sword they had obtained before setting out from the mother planet.

The swords in their hands are ready, and the courage in their hearts is boiling. They swear to kill the demon for the Emperor of Man. Their physical fitness is much stronger than that of other mortals. They are descendants of the humans of the Federation, and descendants of the Federation born on a tourist world. You know, in the Human Federation, the right to use genetic modification technology can be obtained by the middle class who can travel to other worlds.

Moreover, when traveling to a theme world, their ancestors must be either rich or noble, and their physical fitness is inherited from their ancestors' expensive genetic modification surgeries. Although their physical fitness is not as good as that of Astartes, it is still much higher than those of mortal soldiers.

They guard here to delay Abaddon's entry into the artificial intelligence room. They must hold on until the ship is destroyed and let the light of the ship's self-destruction devour those evil demons.

Just as they were preparing, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the corridor in front of them. It was Abaddon, who had killed all the mortal warriors who blocked his way. He looked at those mortal soldiers with his bloodshot eyes, and his power armor was covered with various marks left by power swords, which were caused by those mortal soldiers.

But unfortunately, they cannot kill Abaddon. As the co-chosen one of the Chaos Gods, Abaddon cannot be killed by mortals. Now, it is going to seize the real control of this ship. It will first use the power of Chaos to corrupt the artificial intelligence of this ship, and then use the corrupted artificial intelligence to kill all the Imperials on this ship.

This is its plan. Having once robbed federal ships, it knows that there are artificial intelligences on federal ships.

After seeing Abaddon, the soldiers immediately drew out the Han swords in their hands. They understood that even if they were stronger than their comrades, they could not really fight Abaddon. The only thing they could do was to use their lives to delay time until the ship's self-destruction system was fully activated.

The ship's self-destruct system has a certain time insurance, ten minutes. If it is proved that the artificial intelligence is wrong, then it can be stopped by human intervention within these ten minutes. Or if the artificial intelligence computer room is occupied by the enemy and the enemy controls the artificial intelligence through electronic intrusion means and activates the self-destruct system, it can also be stopped by human intervention.

This kind of insurance is very necessary, especially when facing chaos demons that may emerge from any corner of the ship at any time.

"For the Emperor!"

The captain of the mortal soldiers held the long sword in his hand. He looked at Abaddon who was walking towards them, yelled to his brothers, then held the power sword in one hand and the bolter they had taken from the equipment warehouse in the other. With their strong physical fitness, they can now hold the bolter with both hands and shoot. Although the recoil is still very strong, at least they can fire, right?

They held up their arms which were painful from the recoil of the bolters, and with the help of their power armor, they managed to reduce the accuracy of the bolters. The shells flew towards Abaddon and hit the psychic shields around him. Abaddon stared at the mortal soldiers who fired at him. He knew that these guys were not real mortals. At least, it was impossible for mortals to hold the bolters that only Astartes could use.

These guys were definitely special humans, sub-humans, or something else that could only appear in the 21st Legion, but Abaddon didn't care. He stared at those mortals and raised one arm. He didn't really want to use this ability, which was the power given to him by Chaos, the powerful psychic power. A thin layer of frost suddenly formed on the ground.

Just as Abaddon raised his arm, all the mortal soldiers felt the change in gravity around them. The bullet casings they fired suddenly began to fly upwards, and their bodies began to become lighter. Gradually, they floated up and then stuck tightly to the ceiling, as if gravity was reversed.

And just when they were tightly attached to the ceiling, a huge gravity suddenly pressed down on their bodies. When the power armor was gradually deformed by the force, their bodies suddenly exploded, just like fruits crushed by heavy objects.

"mortal."

Abaddon looked at the bloodstains on the ceiling and the fragments of power armor that were deeply embedded in the ceiling. He walked towards the door of the artificial intelligence room again. There was nothing on the ship that could stop him. He would get the ship and turn it into his strength, just like his troops had already robbed several ships of the 21st Legion.

The operation was very successful this time. Without those damn star travelers to stop it, their forces had been fully deployed in this star region. They didn't even know that their fleet had been attacked by Abaddon. This was what Abaddon wanted to see. It was like stealing your home while playing a game. You were fighting outside, but when you turned back, someone had stolen your home.

So this situation is very disgusting, and Abaddon also knows that when Wang Ming returns to the fleet, he will learn about what happened on the fleet. Imagining Wang Ming's angry face, Abaddon is very happy. This is exactly the effect he wants. Wang Ming has destroyed his plans too many times before, and this time, he will bring a huge blow to Wang Ming's legion. Without these fleets, no matter how powerful the 21st Legion is, after losing the power of void warfare, they will no longer be able to fight against themselves.

It knows the preciousness of these ships. These ships are creations from the ancient dark technological era, creations of the Human Federation. The Human Federation existed before the Human Empire. It was the pinnacle of human civilization, and these remaining creations of the Human Federation were among the most technologically advanced products of that time.

And today, Abaddon will obtain them and turn them into his own power.

The Claw of Horus tore open the door of the artificial intelligence computer room. The special metals commonly used by the Human Federation on ships were like a pile of shoddy work in front of the power claws. They were easily torn into pieces. The scattered fragments fell to the ground with a crackling sound, and Abaddon also walked into the door that was torn into pieces.

Just as it entered the artificial intelligence computer room, several lasers shot directly at its head. That was the defense system of the artificial intelligence computer room. In addition to these lasers, ten combat iron men also began to besiege it. For the core area of ​​the ship, its defense system is still very high. There are several high-energy laser turrets that can kill an Astarte instantly, and ten combat iron men that have been transformed into anti-psychic special warfare machines.

These things can prevent both traitors and chaos demons. The value of the ten combat iron men is very high. You know, when Wang Ming first encountered the combat iron men on the Starry Sky, he was beaten very badly by the combat iron men. Although his combat ability was indeed not very good at that time, it can indirectly prove the strength of the combat iron men.

After all, these guys can really suppress the Primarch. Although it's just suppression, it's enough. Let's ask, what if thousands of combat iron men attack a Primarch together? Then, can these guys surround and kill the Primarch?

The answer is a meaningless possibility. You have to know that back then on Nuceria, the mortals of that world were even able to restrain a Primarch through the legacy Federation technology, forcing this Primarch to flee with his troops, and finally besieged by those mortal troops. This is enough to prove that the Primarch can be suppressed by using some technological means.

Although Angron was already a shame among the Primarchs, as the only Primarch who had not conquered his own home planet, he was also branded as a butcher's nail by the mortals on his home planet.

Back to the present, when Abaddon was surrounded by ten battle iron men, he subconsciously wanted to use psychic power to directly destroy the electronic components of these battle iron men. However, when the psychic power touched the armor of those battle iron men, the black stone coating on them offset most of the psychic power.

The fighting iron men still rushed towards Abaddon, waving their arms. Their artificial intelligence system had been fully activated. This was the last resort. If it were not under the most dangerous circumstances, humans would never activate the artificial intelligence systems of those fighting iron men. Although these things could greatly enhance the automatic judgment of artificial intelligence in combat and enhance the combat capability of the fighting iron men themselves, they were also very dangerous.

If the combat iron men equipped with artificial intelligence suddenly rebelled, the humans fighting with them would be slaughtered by them immediately.

But if the artificial intelligence had not rebelled, these combat iron men equipped with artificial intelligence would be the most terrifying nightmare of mankind's enemies. The artificial intelligence waved the power sword in its hand, and they continued to fight with Abaddon. The movements of both sides were so fast that even Astartes could hardly see clearly, and the ten combat iron men seemed to be suppressing Abaddon.

After all, the numbers are there. Abaddon is not a real Primarch. He is just a Chaos Astartes blessed by the Chaos Gods. Even if the Chaos Gods have given him endless blessings, he is still just a Chaos Astartes.

"die!"

Abaddon was besieged by ten fighting iron men. He finally couldn't bear it anymore. He roared at those fighting iron men, and then a thin layer of ice suddenly condensed on the ground. It was a psychic reaction. The temperature around him also dropped a lot, and even a normal human could feel the cold.

That was Abaddon using his own psychic power, the psychic power blessed by Tzeentch, the evil god among the Chaos Gods, represented by all kinds of strange psychic spells and countless schemes. Psionic spells appeared around Abaddon one after another, and those psychic spells took the form of flames, flames that emitted endless evil light.

These ominous fires emitting evil light burned on the bodies of those fighting iron men. The terrible temperature directly burned those fighting iron men into molten iron. But the strange thing was that as it burned, the thin ice on the ground began to spread continuously. The flames that could burn the fighting iron men into molten iron kept burning. Abaddon looked at the molten iron around him. It passed through the flames and went directly to the host of the artificial intelligence.

"A traitor. A traitor to the Empire."

The holographic projection of Captain Jiang Tao looked at Abaddon. He just stared at Abaddon without any movement. In fact, he could not make any movement. The holographic projection was always a false thing and he could not turn it into reality.

"A demon who killed my children."

Minerva's holographic projection was also looking at Abaddon. She was full of hatred for this guy, who was the one who killed those humans on the fleet. She had always regarded those humans on the fleet as her own children. Abaddon's act of killing those humans was tantamount to killing her child in front of a mother.

"Captain Wang Ming said that traitors must die."

Captain Jiang Tao looked at Abaddon who was walking towards him. He said this slowly, and then the ship's reactor was overloaded. In ten minutes, the ship's reactor had been overloaded for ten minutes. The energy released in those ten minutes directly exploded at this moment. At the same time, the two artificial intelligences also used the self-destruct program to activate the antimatter bombs that were originally prepared for them in the artificial intelligence room.

The moment these things started to move, Abaddon felt it. He looked at the antimatter bombs that were about to explode in horror, and wanted to quickly open a subspace portal to escape. He did pull out a portal, but just when half of his body had just entered the subspace portal, the antimatter bomb began to explode!

Chapter 612 Rage

"My soldiers!! My ship!!!"

In a certain world, Wang Ming looked at the demon in front of him, and then he looked at the traverser from the First Engineer Corps who came to him to deliver the fleet news. He was now completely furious. That damn Abaddon! He actually attacked the fleet while they were away, this damn traitor! This damn Chaos thing!

Wang Ming looked at the demon in front of him with rage. He finally understood that the war in this area was just to delay their time. This was a damn conspiracy. They had fallen into it. The encounter of the fleet was just the beginning of the conspiracy. Maybe Abaddon's real goal was the entire Renaissance Expedition Fleet.

Thinking of this, Wang Ming didn't want to waste any more time. He looked at the huge demon in front of him, used his psychic power to drag his body, let his body float in the air, and then flew directly towards the demon's head.

This was the first time that Wang Ming did such a crazy thing. After he obtained psychic power, except for fighting with the alien emperor's psychic power, he had never used psychic power on such a large scale. And now, he was going to use all his theoretical abilities again.

Wang Ming's body floated in the air and flew rapidly. His figure instantly appeared on the head of the demon. The demon also saw Wang Ming. It swung the giant axe in its hand and chopped directly at Wang Ming. The huge axe made a sonic boom in the air. Its huge body could easily cover something the size of Wang Ming.

Wang Ming looked at the giant axe that was chopping down at him, he did not dodge at all, golden flames appeared beside him, and then quickly spread out, just like a golden cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, but it was not a cloud, it was a flame, it was tumbling and burning, illuminating the entire battlefield with golden light.

After a burst of tumbling, these golden flames directly enveloped the big demon, and the big demon's movements stopped instantly. As a Khorne big demon, it felt the pain for the first time. The pain of its essence being burned continued to appear on its body. It wailed madly. Even with the blessings given to it by the Blood God, it could no longer resist the burning of the golden flames.

The golden flame burned the big demon, and the burning speed was very fast. After just over a minute, the big demon was burned to only the skeleton. However, the golden flame was still burning on its skeleton, and it was not dead. It was still roaring in pain. God knows how it roared after losing those organs.

Its painful roar resounded throughout the entire battlefield, and it wailed in agony. This was a pain it had never experienced before. This was the pain of a normal human being. It never thought about one thing, which was how terrified and painful humans were when they died in its hands.

As the skeleton was burned by the golden flame, the great demon died completely. For the Warp Demon, this was the real death. The skeleton turned into countless ashes and scattered on the earth. Wang Ming looked at the pile of skeletons and did not care so much. He issued an order to the troops of the whole world, to clear all the chaos pollution in this world as quickly as possible, and then return to the fleet. He wanted to capture Abaddon and kill him!

As Wang Ming's order was issued, huge transport planes appeared above the world. Their troops that had completed the cleanup mission all left the planet and returned to the huge Renaissance Expedition Fleet. On the Renaissance Expedition Fleet, the battle was still going on. Countless demons entered the real universe through the portal created by the Chaos believers. They tore open the barrier between reality and illusion and descended on this world. They continued to kill the mortal soldiers on the ships, trying to seize those warships for their masters.

And even as they were invading, the imperial warriors on the ships were still resisting. They took their weapons and kept shooting at those damn demons. Plasma projectiles were flying in the corridors of the ship. They kept resisting the attacks of those demons. Among those demons, there was an extremely terrifying existence. Half of its body had been blown into a bloody mess. The flesh kept wriggling, as if trying to repair it to its original appearance, but a long time had passed and it was still wriggling.

"Damn you guys, those damn bastards!"

Abaddon felt the intense pain in half of his body. It was a blessing from Slaanesh, allowing him to feel all the extreme emotions in the world. Any feeling in his current body seemed to be magnified thousands of times, especially the damn pain. It hurts! It hurts so much!

And the blessings of chaos on its body seemed to not want to help it repair the damage to its body. Its flesh and blood kept wriggling, and whenever its flesh and blood wanted to solidify into its original state, they would quickly collapse and turn back into a pile of disgusting, rotten meat.

It was the antimatter bomb that brought it here. When it wanted to enter the subspace portal, the antimatter bomb exploded directly, and half of its body was blown into pieces. Its body now cannot be repaired, and its flesh and blood keeps wriggling, but it cannot be restored to its original state. Abaddon tried his best to repair his body, but its blessings could not repair these wounds.

It is now very angry. The damage has made it extremely angry. It looks at those mortal auxiliary soldiers angrily. It is now blinded by anger and wants to tear all those mortal auxiliary soldiers into pieces.

Abaddon was running in the corridor of the ship, he tore open the positions of those mortal auxiliaries, and then tore all of them into pieces. Those mortal auxiliaries looked at the terrible Abaddon, they were not frightened by his coming, they were still fighting, holding their weapons, looking at the terrible Chaos demon, they were not afraid of Abaddon, in their eyes, that guy was just a damn traitor corrupted by Chaos.

The plasma rifles kept firing, and those plasma projectiles kept hitting the psychic shield in front of Abaddon. They did not cause any damage to Abaddon, but the mortal auxiliary troops were still firing at Abaddon. They had even activated the melta bombs on their bodies, because they knew that they would never be able to activate such bombs instantly while they were alive. Their nerve reaction speed was no match for those terrible Chaos Astartes.

As Abaddon tore open another line of defense, a ray of light from a melta bomb explosion suddenly appeared above the mortal auxiliary army's line of defense. It was like a sun exploding in the corridor. Abaddon was hit by this bomb. He felt the temperature of the melta bomb explosion and became even angrier again.

It continued to tear apart the corpses of those mortal auxiliary troops. Even though those corpses had already become mutilated by the explosion of the melta bombs, Abaddon tore them apart and still turned them into shapeless lumps of meat on the ground. It was too angry at these mortals. Their resistance was a complete blasphemy to its name as the Chaos Warmaster. It despised those mortals.

At this moment, a transmission light suddenly appeared in front of it. It was the flashing light of the transmission system on the ship. Something was transmitted from the ground to the ship through the transmission system. When the transmission light disappeared, Abaddon saw clearly what was in front of him. In front of him was Wang Ming with an angry face.

Wang Ming looked at it with anger. His face originally looked like a Greek god, but now it looked like a devil.

He looked at Abaddon in front of him and showed an extremely terrifying smile. What a terrifying smile it was! Even though Abaddon had seen countless demons in the subspace, the moment he saw this smile, a trace of fear still appeared in his heart. Fear was like an instinct. It was something that he could not avoid. It was something that he absolutely could not avoid.

Abaddon looked at Wang Ming in front of him. He originally wanted to say something like "fake emperor" or something like that, but when he saw the look in Wang Ming's eyes, he was completely speechless.

"Fuck you, you stole my boat!"

Wang Ming looked at Abaddon and spoke to Abaddon in an extremely angry tone. That tone was already devoid of any spirit, but it was an extremely angry tone. It was a tone that was angry to the extreme, and even Abaddon himself could feel the horror in that tone.

"That's it! You bastard! You stole my bed!"

Wang Ming looked at Abaddon in front of him. He looked at Abaddon who didn't say a word and took out a hammer from the system. It was a huge power hammer. The hammer body and the handle were completely disproportionate, like a huge piece of metal that was welded on it. However, the equipment on it proved that it was a power weapon. It was hard to imagine that this weapon was actually a power weapon. This kind of high-tech weapon actually had such a form.

This thing looks like a bloated, ridiculous, funny, prop from a stage play, but it is indeed a power hammer, and an extremely powerful power hammer. Its huge hammer body does not mean that it is bloated.

The decomposition field that can be covered by the huge hammer body is very terrifying. No matter what is hit by this thing, even a Leman Russ in front of it can be torn into pieces by it easily. Moreover, it has a very scary name, Giant Killer. It was designed by a scientist in the Federation for a special genetically modified warrior. The body of this genetically modified warrior is not much different from that of the original. When he was on the battlefield against the aliens, he used his defensive field and the power hammer in his hand to make the alien civilization mistake him for a demon from the subspace.

And now, when Wang Ming took out the hammer, his mentality was the same as that of the federal soldier back then. He had to kill something to calm down. Abaddon had robbed him of a large number of his fleet. This was the information he learned from the First Engineer Regiment. The First Engineer Regiment was still guarding the Sun Fortress in the fleet. Although Abaddon had transferred a large number of troops from the Sun Fortress, those scattered demon invasions were still inevitable.

This situation made Wang Ming extremely angry. What he couldn't stand the most was Chaos, especially Chaos invading his ships. How dare these damn things touch his fleet? Moreover, these guys killed a large number of his soldiers. The most important thing was that Wang Ming valued these soldiers more than his own life. Now, most of the first batch of mortal auxiliary soldiers who followed him on the fleet had died on the battlefield, and a large part of them were already old. Even the fleet's life extension surgery could not extend their lifespan.

Wang Ming plans to arrange these soldiers who have fought for the empire all their lives to retire in a paradise world. All arrangements have been prepared, including the location of the paradise world and the various expenses of the imperial soldiers in the future. Wang Ming has even arranged a complete set of medical procedures for them. After they have completed this medical procedure, they can go to that garden world to retire with peace of mind.

Wang Ming has always thought so. He cannot let the soldiers who followed him, after fighting for the empire for a lifetime, still fight desperately on a battlefield full of monsters and demons at the age of seventy. Wang Ming has arranged everything for them, but now, that damn Abaddon, that damn Chaos, has once again taken the lives of his soldiers. He can no longer tolerate it, and all his anger bursts out at this moment. He wants to smash Abaddon's head into pieces with his own hands, and he wants to blow Abaddon's body into meat paste with his own hands.

When he finishes all this, he will throw this damn thing into a star that burns forever, making it impossible for it to be resurrected. Even the damn Chaos Evil God cannot save it. He will burn its corpse thoroughly with golden flames and destroy all traces of its existence in this world.

Its soul, its body, including its so-called black army.

Wang Ming originally felt very guilty towards the Mortal Auxiliary Army because of Jose's death. Jose died on the fleet. Before his death, he was handling official business for the Mortal Auxiliary Army. Wang Ming didn't want to see those soldiers who dedicated their lives to the empire end up like this. Now, how many of those aging soldiers will be killed by Abaddon's invasion? Wang Ming didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about those things, because he would remember the name of every Mortal Auxiliary Army who died.

And the names he remembered were a blow to Wang Ming, just like he, with the body of the Primarch, could remember the name of every savior they did not have.

Chapter 613: Demon Ascension

"Die to me!!"

Wang Ming looked at Abaddon in front of him, and then smashed it with a hammer. The hammer was attached with decomposition power and golden flames. This blow would definitely kill Abaddon and smash him into meat paste.

Wang Ming swung the warhammer in his hand, and the hammer cut through the air and hit Abaddon directly on the head. Abaddon wanted to escape through the subspace portal, but how could Wang Ming, who had already returned, let it run so easily?

Wang Ming has used all his spiritual energy to suppress the surrounding space. This damn guy can't run away anywhere. Wang Ming is determined to kill it and then burn its body with human karma fire, so that its soul will turn into nothingness and there will be no possibility of resurrection.

This damn Chaos mouthpiece, this fucking Chaos Warmaster, Wang Ming roared, and the Giant Killer in his hand broke through Abaddon's psychic shield and directly blew it into a pile of meat paste. This blow was very beautiful, and at the moment Wang Ming smashed Abaddon to death with a hammer.

The lump of flesh that Abaddon's body had turned into suddenly began to wriggle continuously, and then evil rays of light flashed on the flesh. The flesh twisted, wailed, and roared. That was Abaddon's voice, and at this moment, Abaddon's soul completed its ascension to demon, and became a demon prince chosen by the four gods.

"Wang Ming! Wang Ming!"

Abaddon's corpse continued to twist on the ground, the flesh paste gradually turned into Abaddon's original form, but it had lost its human form, and its whole body was covered with the damn mark of Chaos. Its body was also twisted into something like a demon, but its shape still maintained the original appearance of Astartes, the power armor was the same, and the sky-high braid on its head had grown back.

"You think your fucking pigtail is your real body, right?"