My Desperate Journey in 40k

"Snapped!"

Just as Mortarion was about to inject the virus into "Wang Ming's" neck, "Wang Ming" suddenly grabbed Mortarion's arm and stopped the needle in mid-air.

"A little gift from Nurgle."

"Wang Ming" grabbed Mortarion's arm, looked at the syringe in his hand, and said with a smile.

Then "Wang Ming" kicked Mortarion away, and when Mortarion was kicked away, he caught the syringe in his hand.

"I collected it for you."

"Wang Ming" looked at the syringe the size of a mineral water bottle in his hand, pulled out the needle directly, and then drank the virus solution in it.

"what?"

Mortarion looked at Wang Ming's behavior and felt extremely confused. Why did he drink it? What was going on?

"It's OK, but not strong enough."

After "Wang Ming" drank the virus, he walked towards Mortarion as if nothing had happened.

"You..., you..., don't come over here!!"

Mortarion watched "Wang Ming" walking towards it nonchalantly, and thought of those kind-hearted Dabidu.

"Hey, time's up. I'm a man who keeps his promises. Okay, next time we can have a good talk. Now I need to solve another child's problem."

"Wang Ming" walked up to Mortarion, looked at the frightened Mortarion, and said regretfully. Then, after experiencing five minutes of happiness, the Emperor finally returned Wang Ming's body to Wang Ming.

"Oh my god! What's going on? Why is my mouth so bitter? Damn it, Lord Emperor! What did you do with my body? And where's my helmet?"

Wang Ming woke up from his deep sleep. Although it was only five minutes, it seemed to Wang Ming that he had already spent 1K. Moreover, Wang Ming now felt as if there were ten thousand imperial guards crawling on his body, which was very uncomfortable.

"Wait? Mortarion? Where's my sword?"

Wang Ming looked at Mortarion in front of him, who was still in a state of fear after being scolded by the Emperor, and hurriedly drew the golden giant sword from his waist.

"Eh? Wait, Mortarion isn't in the right state."

Wang Ming looked at Mortarion and noticed its current state. It was like a bad boy who was educated by his father using seven wolves. Confusion and fear filled its face. By the way, Mortarion's breathing mask had turned into a piece of debris under the Emperor's beloved Dabi.

"I don't have any weapons. I'll take this opportunity to kill it."

Wang Ming looked at Mortarion in front of him, raised the golden giant sword, and chopped it down.

Mortarion was not stupid either. When it saw Wang Ming draw out the golden giant sword, it quietly used its psychic power to open a subspace portal, preparing to quietly return to the realm of Nurgle.

It knew very well that it was impossible for it to fight against Wang Ming in its current state. Not to mention that all its weapons were gone, even if it had them, they would be of no use at all. Wang Ming's big monsters had caused great harm to its "young" mind that was more than ten thousand years old. What's more, the virus given to it by Nurgle had no effect on Wang Ming at all, so there was no way it could win!

When Wang Ming's sword fell, Mortarion quickly entered the warp portal and returned to Nurgle's garden at his fastest speed.

Wang Ming's strike missed and the golden giant sword slashed the ground. The enormous power of the Primarch caused the ground to explode like an explosion, with flying rocks and smoke. Wang Ming looked at the big hole on the ground and felt sorry in his heart.

After Wang Ming looked at the place where Mortarion disappeared, he walked towards Li Yongkang, who had watched a parent-child drama on the side. He was going to fulfill his promise and help Li Yongkang get rid of his pain.

"May your soul rest in the Golden Throne."

Wang Ming looked at Li Yongkang and raised the giant golden sword. Golden flames surrounded the sword edge. Wang Ming spoke to Li Yongkang.

"My fellow Earthlings, you know this is basically impossible, but thank you for your blessing, and do it quickly."

Li Yongkang listened to Wang Ming's words, smiled with his distorted face, and then said that he was very grateful for Wang Ming's blessing, but in fact they all knew how unrealistic this blessing was.

"Huh~, what's your name?"

Wang Ming sighed deeply and asked Li Yongkang.

"Li Yongkang, forever Yong, healthy Kang."

Li Yongkang looked at Wang Ming and said his name.

Wang Ming nodded, then swung the golden giant sword towards Li Yongkang's head. Golden flames were burning on the blade of the giant sword, and it was like a golden stream of light, passing through Li Yongkang's bloated neck and cutting off Li Yongkang's twisted head.

This soul from another world eventually died in a foreign land. He died in this damn universe. He was unfortunate. After being noticed by the Emperor, he was snatched away by the evil god and turned into a twisted monster. But he was also lucky. His soul would completely disappear in the fire of karma of all human beings and would not go to the sea of ​​souls where the evil god was raging.

"Farewell, our compatriots."

Wang Ming looked at the corpse burned by the golden flames for a long time without saying a word. This was the first death of a fellow Earth native, and he died in his hands.

Just as Wang Ming was staring in a daze at the corpse that was gradually turning into nothingness, Hu Jin brought the second group of time travelers to Wang Ming. Edwi and Kloas Raingar also followed Hu Jin to Wang Ming.

Kloas Raingar's injuries are now under control, and the various injuries caused by the virus are slowly recovering. Although not as fast as before, they are recovering.

Wang Ming looked at the flames gradually dying out on the ground and took out a federal army urn from the mall. Wang Ming carefully collected the soil from Li Yongkang's body into the urn.

"Li Yongkang, a human."

Wang Ming typed this sentence on the electronic screen on the urn: Li Yongkang is a human being, and he can only be a human being. No matter how the damn evil god of the subspace distorts his body, he always insists on his human identity.

Wang Ming gave the urn to Hu Jin and asked him to keep it safe. After finding a way home, he would take this compatriot home and bury him in his hometown.

At the same time, in the subspace, two powerful consciousnesses, one green and one gold, were fighting fiercely for a soul fragment. In the end, the golden consciousness was better and snatched the soul fragment. The golden consciousness brought this poor soul to a large blue ball of light. This poor human soul would be protected by the Emperor, even though it was just a soul fragment.

Now let us turn our attention to a position above the Gobe world.

This is the position of an Astralis Legion. They arrived at the world of Gobe earlier than the "Star Travelers" and fought against Nurgle for three months together with the local humans.

"Laust! Laust! Wake up!"

In the temporary hospital of the position, Laust was lying on a camp bed. Wang Xiaofa and several time travelers were staring at Laust.

Lyle was sitting beside his bed, slapping Lauster in the face with a Dabito and a Dabito, trying to wake him up.

The time travelers looked at Laust and remembered the first time they met this star army sergeant. At that time, the time travelers were riding on transport planes to support various battlefields.

When they arrived at the position of the Star Legion and prepared to support them, the time travelers saw a scene that they would never forget.

A naked Astra Militarum soldier holding only a pair of shorts was pressing a plague soldier to the ground. He also put his shorts over the plague soldier's head and pressed the plague soldier to death with his shorts.

The time travelers were completely stunned and frightened, and then they quickly recorded a video of the scene for future research.

The Celtic Political Commissar was also in the makeshift hospital. He looked at the silver-painted Astartes in the room and couldn't help swallowing.

"I'm back. Fortunately, I didn't lose any limbs. Why does my face hurt a little?"

After being beaten by Lyle one after another, Lauster finally woke up. The first thing he did when he woke up was to feel whether there were any parts missing from his body. Fortunately, his body parts were intact, and fortunately the old man did not harm his body.

"Wait, who are these people?"

Laust saw the time travelers at first sight. He had never seen an Astartes with this kind of paint.

"Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Wang Xiaofa looked at the awakened Star Army sergeant, walked to his bedside, and looked at him with complicated eyes. As for this Star Army soldier who killed a plague warrior with his underpants, Wang Xiaofa felt that he must be an E-level demon of the Emperor, otherwise he could not be so brave.

"Greetings, honorable Lord Astarte."

Laust quickly got off the camp bed and gave Wang Xiaofa a Sky Eagle Salute.

Wang Xiaofa looked at Laust, nodded, helped him up, and then handed him a data tablet.

"Sergeant Lauster, can you explain how you did it?"

Wang Xiaofa looked at Laust who was watching the video with a data tablet and asked curiously.

The video playing on the data board was exactly that of the Laust Underpants God of War, who used his underpants to pin a Plague Warrior to death, and then ran naked on the battlefield while being chased by a large group of Plague Warriors.

“This old wall lamp!”

Laust took the data board and watched his unforgettable battle scene. He felt numb all over. In his heart, Laust had complained about that old wall lamp a thousand times.

After He took over his own body, he let himself go so much that his behavior was even more outrageous than that of the patients in the Hive City Mental Asylum.

"Well, sir, I don't know about that either. I fainted on the battlefield at the time. I have no idea what happened. I was completely unconscious at the time."

Laust told Wang Xiaofa what happened at the scene. Every word he said was true, without a single lie. After all, Astarte was already at his doorstep, so he had to tell the truth.

"Ah."

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaofa just nodded to indicate that he understood, and said nothing else. After looking at Laust deeply, Wang Xiaofa picked up the data board and uploaded the video to the communication terminal.

In a transport plane, Wang Ming was holding Li Yongkang's urn and feeling sad, when suddenly the terminal rang.

Wang Ming and the other travelers on the same plane opened their terminals and checked the information in the communication terminals.

"Fuck!"

Wang Ming was watching the video on the screen and almost slipped, dropping Li Yongkang's urn on the ground. Fortunately, Eddie next to him reacted quickly and caught the urn.

"What the hell is this? The God of War in Underpants?"

Edwi put her head close to the holographic screen in Wang Ming's hand. She almost slipped and dropped the urn on the ground. She looked at the holographic screen and saw a naked man holding a plague warrior to the ground and killing him with just a pair of shorts.

"This... this is a bit too much, isn't it? Pinning a Plague Warrior to the ground and killing him?"

Wang Ming looked at the scene on the screen and lamented the behavior of this mortal soldier.

"Boss, have you seen the video?"

In the communication channel of the terminal, Wang Xiaofa asked Wang Ming.

"I saw it. It's outrageous. Is he the God of Pants? He was pinned to death!"

Wang Ming also watched the video again and still felt it was outrageous. It was a pair of pants! Just like that, a Chaos Astartes was pinned to death.

Chapter 128: Gobe World War

"Are you Lauster? The director of the recruitment office?"

Wang Ming and Laust were talking in a separate tent. After Wang Ming learned of Laust's name, he instantly remembered the director of the conscription office that the emperor had told him about before.

"Yes."

Laust breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the time-traveling Primarch in front of him. When he saw the paint on these cans before, he thought they were Grey Knights, which scared him.

"It just so happens that I have met you now. Please do me a favor. The Emperor said that you can recruit psychics in a targeted manner. Please help me recruit a group of reliable psychics. I need a group of think tanks. Of course, we will pay you, but in the future, you will be given priority in the supply of high-quality talents."

Wang Ming went straight to the point and said that he needed Laust to recruit a group of time travelers who could use psychic powers as a think tank for him. Currently, there was only one think tank among the time travelers, and he was a Night Lord from the Great Crusade era.

Wang Ming had seen the soul of the Midnight Lord. His soul was the same as those of the time travelers. A light golden soul was in his body, and the Emperor also blessed him.

Although there is no need to worry about him being influenced by the evil god, Wang Ming is very worried about his mental state. He always feels that the Midnight Lord is a little weird.

After Wang Ming finished speaking, he handed a list to Laust. It was a supply list. Wang Ming selected a batch of weapons and equipment from the equipment warehouse of the Mortal Auxiliary Army to replace the 13th Regiment.