Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 131 Nurgle's Revenge

"I am José Indel, the commander of the "Star Traveler" Primarch's Guards. Now I have completely taken over the combat tasks of your regiment. Your regiment can go back to the rear for repairs."

On the position of the Thirteenth Regiment, Jose stood beside Laust and told him the order to take over the position.

"Okay, Commander Jose, the position will be handed over to you, and we will go back and repair it."

Lauster looked at Jose in front of him, smiled and said to him.

"You have 10 minutes to organize your weapons and equipment, and then evacuate."

Jose looked at Lauster, nodded and said to him, they have 10 minutes of preparation time to organize the equipment on the position.

"It's okay, we've sorted it out, and I'm leaving now."

After hearing what Jose said, Laust waved his hand and said to him.

"Finished? Impossible, I just saw soldiers from your regiment shooting in the trenches."

Jose looked at the laser rifle in front of him and was about to walk to Lost, and said to him suspiciously.

"Commander Jose, please look over there."

Laust looked at the puzzled Jose, and pointed to the soldiers of the thirteenth regiment who were carrying weapons and equipment and marching to the rear of the position.

Jose looked at the soldiers, he was in a bad mood. He had just talked to Laust for less than 2 minutes. How did they put away the heavy weapons and equipment on the ground in this short period of time? yes?This speed is too fast.

"Okay, Sergeant Roster."

Jose took a deep look at Laust, and then took the Primarch Guards to the position and took over the battle.

"For the holy Primarch!"

Jose looked at the Primarch Guards on the ground, drew out his power sword, pointed at the group of Nurgle's walking corpses, and roared their battle cry.

After the Primarch Guards led by Jose took over the battlefield, Nurgle's corpses were quickly eliminated. The neat laser rifle salvos wiped out Nurgle's corpses like cutting wheat. All kinds of heavy fire support made Nargle Plague warriors and demons of Nurgle hidden among the ghouls cannot approach the position.

The actual combat effect of the [-] experimental mechas is very good. The heavy firepower and power weapons on them can make them well adapted to far and near battles.

"Boss! Boss! We captured that plague warrior back!"

At the door of Wang Ming's office, Qin Ji shouted while knocking on the door.

"Crack."

The door opened slowly, and Wang Ming walked out with a report on the establishment of factories by the First Engineer Company in some safe areas in Gobe World.

"Where is the man?"

After Wang Ming put the document on a small chair at the door, he went out and looked at Qin Ji and asked.

"It's at our station."

Qin Ji looked at Wang Ming and said hastily, now he can't wait to see that plague warrior burned to death immediately.

"Okay, let's go then."

After Wang Ming heard Qin Ji's words, he was ready to go directly to kill that plague warrior, but he still had a lot of things to deal with.

"Well, boss, don't you put on the power armor?"

Qin Ji looked at Wang Ming who was about to leave the castle, and asked him, you must know that Wang Ming is only wearing one, the starry sky camouflage uniform of "Star Traverser".

This is the uniform of the "star traveler". Travelers almost always wear this when they are not fighting, so Wang Ming also made one for himself. Of course, it was designed according to the original body's body shape.

"Forget it, it's too troublesome to wear power armor, so let's go."

In fact, Wang Ming still likes his set of power armor. The main body of the golden armor is matched with silver trim, and there are exquisite embossed patterns. Wang Ming can't put it down.

But when he was dealing with paper documents, Wang Ming was surprised to find that he, a Primarch, couldn't even pick up a pen when he was wearing power armor.

Just as Guilliman's ruling hand couldn't hold a pen, Wang Ming's body was much bigger than Guilliman's, and his normal armored hand was about the same size as Guilliman's ruling hand.

Wang Ming could only take off the power armor every time he was dealing with documents, but it was too troublesome to put it on every time, so Wang Ming simply stopped fighting and did not wear the power armor, and only wore normal clothes.

"Let's go."

Wang Ming looked at Qin Ji and walked towards the exit of the castle.

But what Wang Ming didn't know was that he would pay a small price for not wearing power armor this time.

Wang Ming and Qin Ji walked out of the castle, took a Land Raider, and headed for the travelers' residence.

In the garrison of the traversers, large and small vehicles and various aircrafts come and go in and out of the garrison. The mortal auxiliary army and the traversers are together, riding various vehicles to each battlefield, just like the scene of the era of the Great Expedition.

After arriving at the station, Wang Ming, led by Qin Ji, went to the place where the plague fighters were detained.

It was an open space, and a water tank that was one meter long and half a meter high was placed on the ground. Around it, five traversers were looking at the contents of the tank, and from time to time they used their bolt guns to make gestures at it.

Wang Ming looked at the five traversers, and walked towards them under the leadership of Qin Ji.

"Boss, you are finally here, hurry up, burn it to death!"

The five traversers saw Wang Ming and quickly ran towards him, shouting as they ran.

Wang Ming nodded, and then walked to the side of the water tank. He had just walked five meters away from the water tank when a smell of alcohol rushed into his nostrils. Wang Ming frowned and walked directly to the side of the water tank , looking into the water tank.

I saw a plague warrior who had been shaved into a stick, wearing a bone conduction earphone, lying in a pool of alcohol.

Wang Ming looked at the plague warrior in the water tank, and a golden flame was ignited in his hand, ready to directly burn him to death.

Just when Wang Ming stretched out his hand to the Plague Warrior, that Plague Warrior suddenly began to twitch violently. Its flesh and blood that grew together with the Power Armor suddenly began to squirm rapidly and continuously, like countless worms scrambling in its body. The surge is general.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Ming quickly backed away and quickly distanced himself from it.

Just when Wang Ming stepped back, the water tank containing the Plague Warrior suddenly exploded, and the liquid alcohol flew into the sky. The Plague Warrior had already turned into a bloated and disgusting monster with many disgusting tentacles growing out of it. It was obvious that Nurgle must have blessed him on the scene, and the scene was immediately bewitched, with disgusting tentacles attacking Wang Ming.

"Fuck!"

Wang Ming looked at those disgusting green tentacles, and subconsciously touched his waist, trying to draw out the golden giant sword.

But Wang Ming didn't touch anything, only his own belt. After thinking for a nanosecond, Wang Ming pulled out his belt with a swipe. Having a weapon is at least better than having no weapon, but there is no weapon. Without the belt, the trousers are a bit loose.

The traversers also saw the changes here, and hurriedly raised their bolt guns to support Wang Ming, but a bomb hit the plague warrior who had already ascended to demons, and did not cause any harm. The bomb exploded on his body. , can only blast out pieces of disgusting green pus.

Wang Ming held the belt, and the golden flames were burning on the belt. Holding the burning belt, Wang Ming rushed towards the plague warrior who was ascending the devil.

Wang Ming rushed towards the Plague Warrior with his trousers in one hand and a belt in the other. The belt was drawn towards the Plague Warrior. The powerful force of the Primarch even made the sound of an explosion. Several tentacles were immediately cut off. Flames blazed at the severed tentacles, preventing the Plague Warrior from regenerating.

"Fuck me, I should be wearing power armor."

Wang Ming held up his trousers, looked at the plague warrior in front of him, and thought to himself.

"Roar!"

Enraged by the burning pain of his soul, the plague warrior who ascended the devil roared and danced towards his bloated and disgusting body. Wang Ming rushed forward. , running at a rapid speed.

Wang Ming looked at his twisted body rushing towards him, turned around and ran towards the traversers, fastening his belt while running.

"That guy was blessed by Nurgle himself. You killed Nurgle God before, and this is to revenge you."

Wang Ming was running when suddenly the voice of the emperor appeared in his head.

"What the hell? Blessed by Nurgle himself? Wait, how did Nurgle know I was here?"

After Wang Ming heard the voice of the emperor, he turned his head and glanced at the plague warrior who looked like a great unclean person, and asked the emperor while speeding up.

"He has already calculated it, and you have completely angered him."

The emperor told Wang Ming that the fact that Wang Ming killed Nurgle's god-chosen completely enraged Nurgle, so Nurgle calculated Wang Ming. (Definitely not because the emperor snatched away the soul fragments)
"What now?"

Wang Ming looked at the plague warrior behind him, and asked the emperor, he doesn't have any equipment now, how can he fight?
"Lend me your body, and I'll help you solve it."

The emperor seemed to be waiting for Wang Ming's words, just when he heard Wang Ming say these words, he couldn't wait to say them.

"Well, my lord, forget it. I suddenly remembered that I still have a system. I'll get some equipment to kill it. I don't need you to do it yourself."

After Wang Ming heard the Emperor's words, he immediately turned around and took out a power sword from the system, and rushed towards the Plague Warrior, jokingly, rather than being possessed by the Emperor again, he might as well deal with the Plague Warrior by himself.

"No, you want me to do it."

Just as Wang Ming took the Power Sword and charged towards the Plague Warrior, the Emperor suddenly said.

"What the hell?"

After Wang Ming heard the emperor's words, he suddenly felt his eyelids become heavy, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

"My lord! You..."

This was the last sentence Wang Ming said before he lost consciousness. Wang Ming had already greeted the Emperor tens of thousands of times in his heart, and Wang Ming fell headfirst to the ground while running.

"Why are young people so angry? Why don't you just borrow your body?"

"Wang Ming" stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and then threw the power sword directly on the ground. He didn't need these weapons.

"It's just a matter of borrowing your body, and you won't lose a piece of meat."

"Wang Ming" looked at the bloated and disgusting body of the plague warrior in front of him, and walked towards it leisurely, dragging his clothes while walking, and took out a bottle of wine from the system mall, "Wang Ming Ming" just dragged his clothes while showing off his wine crazily.

"It's still a physical body at ease."

"Wang Ming" dragged himself down to only a pair of underwear, and then directly threw the clothes to the travelers who were far away.

After finishing all this, "Wang Ming" just put on a pair of underpants, carried a wine bottle, and rushed towards the plague warrior. "Wang Ming" had golden flames surging all over his body, and fought with the demon-raised plague warrior with his bare hands.

"Fuck, this scene."

Qin Ji watched "Wang Ming" fight the plague fighters who were ascending demons, and turned on the recording function of his helmet. This scene is really too funny.

A Primarch wearing only a pair of white pants and carrying a wine bottle, and an extremely bloated, disgusting, twisted, and rotten green monster are outrageous.

Qin Jilu was very happy, but he didn't know that he would be severely punished by Wang Ming because of this incident.

"Wang Ming" is like some kind of Terran animal in Sa Huan'er. With his fist wrapped in golden flames, he hits the twisted body of the plague warrior one by one. Every attack can make the golden The flames bloomed like fireworks on the plague warrior's body.

Human karma burns on the plague warrior's body, not only burning his body, but also burning his soul polluted by the evil god of chaos.

The pain that burns the soul makes the plague warrior who has lost the pain of his body feel heart-piercing pain.

The plague warrior roared, waving his bloated giant claws to grab "Wang Ming", "Wang Ming" nimbly dodged the giant claws, and slapped the plague warrior's body with a backhand.

This powerful bidou immediately knocked out the huge body of the plague warrior. Because of the blessing, the body of the plague warrior, which became more than five meters high, flew into the air, and after drawing a parabola in the air , directly smashed into the tent of a traverser team, and a few seconds later, there was a sudden burst of gunfire in the tent.

The traverser team in the tent was originally going to perform a mission, but who knew that just as they walked to the door, a big monster fell from the sky and smashed into the tent.

After a few seconds of bewilderment, they reacted quickly. They happened to have just prepared their weapons and supplies, and started fighting the monster directly.

"Wang Ming" smiled when he heard the battle sound in the tent not far away, and then quickly ran over there. The speed of the Primarch was vividly displayed by "Wang Ming", and the surrounding people watched the battle None of the traversers could clearly see the movements of "Wang Ming", and "Wang Ming" disappeared from their field of vision.

"Wang Ming" was so fast that even the camera function of Qin Ji's helmet could only capture a little afterimage.

"Wang Ming" just disappeared from the eyes of the traversers, and then appeared in front of the squad of traversers fighting the plague fighters.

　Brothers, look at the picture of the Easter egg chapter, I live it all.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)