My Desperate Journey in 40k

It stared at the falling blade with its bloodshot eyes, and pushed itself out with its feet to avoid the knife. After dodging the knife, the greenskin WarBoss quickly stood up and stared at Wang Ming with a vigilant look. The pain just now had made the beast sober. The greenskins who can become WarBoss usually have a high IQ.

"Haha, that's fair."

Wang Ming looked at the beast in front of him, held the power knife horizontally in front of him, and pointed it at the green-skinned WarBoss. Now the Green-skinned WarBoss had a broken hand just like Wang Ming, but this time the weapon was in Wang Ming's hand.

"You... you are the boss of Xiami. I thought you shouldn't be that strong. You must be the 'Rehmannia' Xiami mentioned!"

The green-skinned warBoss looked at Wang Ming, its blood-red eyeballs rolled in its sockets, and then it spoke, as a follower of Brother Mao, it was favored by Brother Mao, but it was very cunning and ferocious. After all, it got the position of warBoss through various green-skinned "tricks". Of course, its own strength was not weak, otherwise it would have been beaten to death by other bosses long ago.

"Trying to get my attention."

Wang Ming looked at the greenskin in front of him and thought to himself, Wang Ming could tell at a glance what this greenskin warBoss wanted to do, mainly because its hand reaching for his trouser pocket was too obvious.

"brush!"

Wang Ming rushed to the green-skinned warBoss in an instant and chopped off his hand with one knife. WarBoss looked at Wang Ming in astonishment, his small blood-red eyes full of disbelief. How come this "trick" that had fooled so many bosses didn't work on this little boss?

"Well..., you're so stupid."

Wang Ming looked at the warBoss in front of him and cut off its head with one knife. There was no hindrance. The decomposition force field smoothly passed through its neck and its head fell to the ground.

"Paji!"

Wang Ming stomped on the hideous greenskin head on the ground, and then kicked down the headless body of WarBoss. Wang Ming grabbed the broken neck of WarBoss's head and dragged the headless body in front of the group of greenskins.

"Your boss is dead!!"

Wang Ming threw the headless corpse away, and it fell in front of countless green-skinned boys. The green-skinned boys looked at each other, as if they were thinking about something.

"Waaaagh!!! Whoever kills him will be the warBoss!!"

Suddenly, a greenskin who was obviously the leader of the greenskins jumped out from the group of greenskins. After roaring at the greenskin boys around him, he rushed towards Wang Ming. The other boys saw that the boss rushed forward, so they followed suit. Everyone wanted to be the warBoss.

"Um..., do you think there is any meaning to what the boss did?"

A time traveler witnessed the duel between Wang Ming and WarBoss. He looked at Wang Ming who was besieged by the greenskins again and asked his companions.

"Hmm..., the boss must have a reason for doing this..., right?"

The companion thought for a moment, then answered the time traveler, but there was great uncertainty in his tone.

"What do you mean by that?"

The time traveler listened to his companion's words and asked curiously, "The last one of my companions was very spiritual."

"Uh..., nothing interesting. I'm just a little unsure what the boss is doing. Is he going to take on the entire greenskin tribe by himself?"

The time traveler's companion answered, he looked at the green-skinned corpses that kept flying out from Wang Ming's side, and said slowly.

"Indeed..."

The time traveler looked at Wang Ming, wondering whether he should help the boss. He thought that the boss should be able to solve it himself, right?

"Damn it! This is different from before. Before, the greenskins collapsed immediately after the WarBoss died. What's wrong with these greenskins? Why are they getting more and more excited?"

Wang Ming kept killing the greenskins around him. The greenskins' power knives were still very powerful. Although there were many greenskins, Wang Ming killed them like a piece of cake. The decomposition force field could instantly cut the greenskins' bodies like tofu.

"Clap clap clap..."

While Wang Ming was fighting hard, the time travelers were also fighting with other greenskins. Surprisingly, after the death of warBoss, the command system of the greenskins did not collapse. They just went through a short period of chaos, and then started fighting with the time travelers again under the command of the bosses.

"Damn it, these greenskins are really abnormal!"

Wang Ming struggled to fight his way out of the crowd of greenskins, picked up his sword and bolter from the previous place, and then rushed to a position completely opposite to the civilian evacuation point. Wang Ming knew that the greenskins' attention was now all on him, and he could just attract all the greenskins away.

While Wang Ming is attracting the greenskins, let's turn our attention to the previous island.

On the island, the traversers and the mortal auxiliary forces have cleared out all the greenskins. Of course, they don't know that there are still two greenskins and a fart spirit in a cave.

The First Engineer Company has arrived at this island from the "Imperial Truth", and various STCs have been deployed by them to various cities on the island. The industrialization plan of Kosel IV is carried out simultaneously with the war. Other traversal troops are responsible for fighting, and the First Engineer Company is responsible for construction.

In a development zone outside a city, Xu Zheng looked at the sky full of snow and wind. The time travelers and oil men around him were constantly busy, and the STC formwork was making various building panels.

"Ohm Messiah, the power of the God of All Machines will be manifested in this world."

Ohm Jarlaton was so excited looking at the STC templates in front of him that he almost leaked oil. These STC templates have always been managed by the First Engineer Company. The oilers who accompany the army have no access to them at all. The oilers certainly would not allow such a thing. In their cognition, all the sacred STC templates are the property of the God of All Machines. As the spokespersons of the God of All Machines on earth, these sacred STC templates should naturally be handed over to these devout servants of the God of All Machines for safekeeping.

Because of this incident, the oil man once bravely went to Wang Ming to make trouble, but after Wang Ming said something, they became completely silent.

"Will you maintain these STCs?"

At that time, Wang Ming looked at a group of aggressive oil men and uttered this sentence lightly, which made the oil men speechless. They really couldn't do it.

This makes these engine oil guys particularly want to act with the First Engineer Company. This is an opportunity to come into contact with the sacred STC template. Although all they can do is some work to appease the machine spirit, they are also very satisfied to be able to come into contact with the sacred SCT template.

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Title: The World of Gods

Introduction to the work: As a person abandoned by his own world, what would it be like to become a god in another world, and then look at the history of this world from the perspective of a god?

From the Age of Gods, to the Age of the Kingdom of Gods where humans played a supporting role and gods played a central role, and then to the Age of Humanity where humans are the centerpiece.

Humans will replace gods and, as the intelligent species of this world, write the history of this world. The disappearance of gods, the discovery of gunpowder, the development of science and technology, and the wars between people, I will write a history of another world.

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Chapter 158 Micro Nuclear Bomb

The oil men who travel with the time travelers are happy. They can access the sacred STC templates and various "Golden Age" technologies, which are difficult for them to access on the forge world.

"In this weather, do we need to add an artificial dome?"

Xu Zheng looked at the heavy snow all over the sky and wondered whether he should install a dome over the city. Of course, this was completely unnecessary. It was just Xu Zheng's occupational disease acting up.

"Captain, the sacred STC template has completed the work of pacifying the machine spirit. The machine spirit is very pleased."

Om Jarlaton looked at Xu Zheng who was looking up at the sky and spoke respectfully, as if he was talking to a foundry manager.

"Okay, let them know to start work. We need to speed up the current work and try to complete the industrialization of the island within a week. Then we can move on to the next island. May the God of All Machines bless our machines and make them happy forever."

Xu Zheng turned his head to look at Ohm Galladon, smiled and said that the time travelers from the First Engineer Company were almost half believers of the Mechanicus. After all, believing in the God of All Machines had no impact, and they could also learn various rituals about the Machine Soul from those engine oil guys.

"Yes sir, may the God of All Things bless you."

Om Jarlaton replied to Xu Zheng that he liked the time travelers from the First Engineer Company very much. The oil men believed that they understood the importance of believing in the God of All Machines, and their professional knowledge of machinery was also recognized by the oil men.

Although the time travelers of the First Engineer Company do not know how to appease or praise the Machine Spirits, the Engineers believe that under their guidance, these Lords Astartes will be able to become qualified technical sergeants.

The First Engineer Company and the oil men started working. In short, the time travelers of the First Engineer Company used STC templates to build the factory, while the oil men held incense and chanted binary prayers.

Now the view turns to the cave, where two greenskins and a fart elf are praying to a canvas with a sacred portrait of the Emperor.

"Ayala, Mad Doctor, are you sure it will work?"

Dakla asked Mad Doctor Ayala puzzledly. He was still a little skeptical about Mad Doctor Ayala. Could believing in the big golden guy really turn him into waaaagh?

"Of course it works. Think about it, isn't that golden-skinned warBoss transformed by the god of faith in shrimp? I thought about it, if we believe in the golden big guy, we must be able to transform into waaaagh too!"

Mad Doctor Ayala was holding a copy of "The Emperor's Words" and spoke seriously to a green-skinned boy and a fart spirit beside him.

"For the Emperor~"

Then, a green-skinned creature and a fart spirit in the cave began to worship the emperor's statue in a strange way, chanting prayers from the "Emperor's True Words" while worshiping.

Although he still felt something was wrong, in order to become as powerful as Boss Xiami, Dakhla still followed them to worship.

Having talked about some changes on the island, let us now turn our attention to the protagonist.

Wang Ming is now like a player in the game who attracts monsters. Behind him, a tide of green skins is constantly chasing him.

"Fuck! I've already run to the plains, and you're still chasing me?!"

Wang Ming looked at the group of greenskins behind him and thought helplessly in his heart that these greenskins were like possessed by a demon. Each of them was crazy about becoming a war boss and would not let go once they caught Wang Ming.

Wang Ming ran all the way out of the valley and came to a plain far away from the valley, but the greenskins behind him were still chasing him. Wang Ming even learned from the time travelers that there were not many greenskins left in the greenskin tribe. All the greenskins came to chase him, and only some fart spirits and the like were left in the tribe.

"Waaaagh!!! Boss, don't run!"

The greenskins behind Wang Ming kept roaring, hoping that Wang Ming would stop so that they would have a chance to become warBoss.

"Is this distance enough? It's far enough."

Wang Ming looked at the plain environment around him, stopped instantly, and then quickly took out an item from the mall.

"bring it on!"

Facing countless greenskins, Wang Ming smiled and threw the object into the group of greenskins. It was a miniature nuclear bomb. Since he couldn't die anyway, he might as well go for the kill.

The micro-nuclear bomb exploded the moment it was thrown into the group of greenskins. A sun instantly appeared on the plain, engulfing a large area of ​​greenskins and Wang Ming. The shock wave of the nuclear bomb explosion also spread through the air, blowing away the greenskins around who were not engulfed by the fireball.

The greenskins were gathered very densely, and the fireball area of ​​this micro-nuclear bomb covered almost 90% of the greenskins. A large number of greenskins were evaporated by the high temperature of the nuclear fusion fireball, and the remaining lucky ones were directly blown up by the shock wave.

"Why are you here again? How long has it been?"

In the subspace, the Emperor looked at Wang Ming who appeared before him again and asked in confusion.

"Uh..., this is part of my plan."

Wang Ming looked at the emperor awkwardly and spoke hesitantly.

"Alright, alright, Your Majesty, send me back quickly."

Wang Ming looked at the Emperor and said to him that Wang Ming felt very bad facing the Emperor. He felt like a child who had made a mistake and was discovered by his father. He felt embarrassed and guilty.

"alright."

The Emperor sensed Wang Ming's emotions, and with a psychic power he used his backhand to pull the physical universe back to Wang Ming.

"Take off from Wuhu!"

Wang Ming slowly opened his eyes, looked at the scene in front of him, and shouted happily.

I saw a huge pit appearing on the plain. The thick snow around it had been melted into liquid water by the high temperature. The land in the pit had been vitrified and was emitting flashes that appeared and disappeared under the natural light.

The greenskins around had suffered heavy casualties. Wang Ming looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction, took out a set of ceremonial armor from the mall, and quickly put it on. The biggest difference between Wang Ming's resurrection and that of the time travelers was that the time travelers were resurrected with power armor, while Wang Ming's resurrection was just a resurrection, except that the person came back to life, and all the items on his body would not reappear.

"There are still people alive. It's okay. Let's have some fun!"