Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 250 "God Poison"

Typhus expressed disdain for Mortarion not corrupting Wang Ming before. After he heard the news, he thought that if it was him, he would be able to corrupt Wang Ming.

It has now begun to practice what it thought at the time, it will do what Mortarion failed to do, it will corrupt Wang Ming, and it has received the news that the three Primarchs are together, if it If it can corrupt all three Primarchs, it will definitely win the favor of its loving father and be promoted to be his prince, surpassing its so-called father Mortarion.

"Kakaka…"

Just when Typhus imagined that he had corrupted the three Primarchs, became a fatherly demon prince, and trampled Mortarion under his feet, automatic laser cannons slid out of their heads silently.

Those laser cannons were aimed at the plague fighters, and at the moment when the laser cannons were about to fire, various parts of the laser cannons suddenly began to age abnormally, and the various parts turned into pieces of corrupted pieces as if they had experienced thousands of years. debris.

"Automatic Defense System..."

Typhus looked at the shattered laser turrets, a psychic light flashed in his hand, a metal-corrupting virus that he had used when he first boarded the "Sunbastion".

The metal floor and various equipment around it were stained with rust, and Nurgle represented the power not only of life, but also of terrible corruption.

"Clap clap clap!!!"

Just when Typhus was about to take a good look inside the Sunbastion, a burst of bombs rained down on the Plague Warriors, a battle group that had been notified to come here.

"Fuck! Typhus! Tell the boss!"

When the traversers saw Typhons, they hurriedly told the mortal auxiliary army to retreat, and then pulled out their power swords. Some traversers directly moved out heavy weapons, a super melta cannon from the [-]st Engineer Company, they As soon as he saw Typhons, he set it up. The speed of mechanical assembly can even amaze the oil guys.

"No need to notify, I'm already here, it's not bad to kill this guy."

Wang Ming's voice came from behind the traversers. The traversers looked back and saw three huge figures standing behind the retreating mortal auxiliary army. Wang Ming waved his hand to let those who wanted to approach them The mortal auxiliaries of the Sky Eagle Ritual withdrew quickly.

"When did you come?"

The traverser company commander looked at the three Primarchs, when they came over, the Astartes of his own company didn't even notice.

"The teleportation technology inside the "Sun Fortress", a star castle of this size is equipped with internal teleportation."

Wang Ming looked at the company commander of the traversers, and brought Guilliman and Fulgrim to the front of them, blocking them and the Plague Warrior.

"Typhus, uh... come on."

Wang Ming drew out his long knife and was about to charge towards the plague warriors, but Guilliman was faster than him. He charged forward with the Emperor's Sword. Wang Ming and Fulgrim were a little confused. People still wanted to cooperate, but Guilliman rushed forward directly.

Wang Ming and Fulgrim looked at each other, and rushed together helplessly.

As soon as Guilliman rushed up, Typhons raised a hand. It is also a psyker. In the era of the Great Crusade, its talent was always suppressed because Mortarion did not like psionic power, but in the Great Rebellion After that it no longer suppresses its own psionic abilities, it is also a powerful psyker.

The psychic light in Typhons' hand flickered, and a green disgusting poisonous mist appeared from its side, and then they all rushed towards Guilliman. on the wall not far away.

"As expected... Brother Thirteen, the results of your single-handedly singled out psykers are indeed like this."

Wang Ming looked at Guilliman who was slapped on the wall speechlessly. This is almost a law. As long as Guilliman is singled out, it will definitely not be easy to please. Either he will be slapped on the wall or he will be seriously injured in the ICU.

"Kill Typhus first!"

Wang Ming said to Fulgrim beside him, and then he used his ability, golden flames covered his whole body, continuously burning the poisonous mist created by Typhons.

Under the tremendous pressure of the poisonous mist, Guilliman forcibly came down from the wall. Various systems of the Destiny Armor were alarming. The poisonous mist was not only corroding his body, but also corroding his power armor.

"Brother Thirteen, don't fight alone, isn't it good for us to fight in a righteous group?"

While rushing towards the plague fighters, Wang Ming said to Guilliman who was adjusting his state and preparing to rejoin the battle.

Wang Ming entered the group of death guards. Those distorted plague warriors were like dolls in the hands of Wang Ming, the Primarch. In Wang Ming's simple and rough fighting style, Fulgrim was extremely elegant. The flame blade slid across the heads of the plague warriors and directly severed their heads.

Once Guilliman adjusted himself, he also joined the battle, brandishing the Emperor's Sword, which burned the Plague Warriors with its eternal flame.

Typhus looked at the three Primarchs, it was extremely calm now, since it dared to set foot on the "Sunbastion", it was ready to face the three Primarchs.

"My Lord has predicted this time, and He has bestowed on me a gift, and I will definitely be able to use the gift to pull the three Primarchs into the arms of the loving father."

Typhus looked at the three Primarchs, and a strange green psionic light flashed in his hands. The virus that Nurgle gave Typhus to corrupt the Primarchs appeared from the high heavens on the mortal world.

Typhons looked at Wang Ming, and raised his hand towards him. The psychic wrap quickly flew towards Wang Ming with the virus. When it first touched Wang Ming's body, it was actively burned by the golden flame, and it consumed the golden flame. When the golden flame was about to burn it out, the "God Poison" at the core of the virus cluster finally entered Wang Ming's body, and it instantly corroded the Power Armor and entered Wang Ming's body.

Compared with the "God's Plague" that killed the Primarch, the "God's Poison" is a complete torture, using endless pain to make a loyal Primarch embrace his loving father willingly.

Wang Ming watched the virus enter his body. He originally thought that the golden flame could completely incinerate it, but he didn't expect this thing to break through his golden flame defense and directly enter his body.

As the virus entered Wang Ming's body, Wang Ming instantly felt the changes in his body. His body movements slowed down, his muscle reaction speed even dropped to the level of Astartes, and his reaction force slowed down. Wang Ming, who had lost the terrifying reflexes of the original body, couldn't even control his body for a while, and almost fell down.

"hiss……"

These are not the worst. After a second, Wang Ming felt an extremely painful feeling all over his body, and every part of his body was in crazy pain. If this kind of pain was placed on an Astartes The body is completely enough to make him feel the pain to fake death in an instant.

"Your uncle! Guilliman! Fulgrim! Take the traversers and retreat first! Colonel Radulovich! After they retreat, seal off this area! Use anti-virus devices! Regional anti-virus!"

Feeling the pain in his body, Wang Ming cursed angrily, and then shouted at Guilliman and Fulgrim, he could use death to get rid of the influence of this virus, but Guilliman and Fulgrim could not, this This virus is definitely designed to deal with the Primarch, and he must not allow his two brothers to be infected.

The plague fighters around Wang Ming also took advantage of Wang Ming being affected by the virus, and stabbed all kinds of corrupt weapons into Wang Ming's body, and the virus on them also entered Wang Ming's body. Those viruses are fighting together, from the perspective of Wang Ming's body, it is no less than the Milky Way in the era of Horus's Great Rebellion.

Fulgrim and Guilliman heard Wang Ming's shout, and both of them hesitated. Fulgrim looked at Wang Ming who was tortured by the virus. He could see Wang Ming's body trembling because of the pain. Those death guards who took advantage of Wang Ming's weakness and kept attacking him, Fulgrim immediately prepared to rush up to save Wang Ming, just like when Wang Ming saved him from the alien, he couldn't just watch Wang Ming die like this .

After hesitating for a moment, Guilliman was ready to follow Fulgrim and rush forward. He couldn't let his brother die anymore, he had already lost too many brothers.

"Snapped!"

A scorching blast hit Fulgrim's feet precisely. It was a shot that Wang Ming forcibly drew his own bolt gun and fired. This shot stopped the two Primarchs from advancing.

"go!"

Wang Ming changed the direction of the bolter, pointed it at the head of a death guard, and while pulling the trigger, shouted at the two brothers.

"My lords, our... father, it is not so easy to die, he must have his own plan for letting us go."

The traverser company commander also came to the two Genes, and the traversers almost surrounded the two Gene Primarchs. While using explosive bombs to try to support Wang Ming, they tried to persuade Guilliman and Fulgrim Hurry up, they are the ninth company of the first regiment, they know very well what their boss is going to do, hurry up now, otherwise they will definitely be affected by the work that the boss will do in a while.

"go!"

Guilliman hesitated for a while, and then said to Fulgrim, Fulgrim was still a little hesitant when he heard Guilliman's words, he was worried that Wang Ming would be killed.

"Go..., I..., I can't die..., think about Vulkan..."

Wang Ming's voice came like a ghost, and he was already a little bit out of breath, but there were no death guards around him, and those guys were all driven back by the bombs, plasma, and meltdown of the traverser.

"Vulkan..., Fulgrim, let's go, don't worry about Wang Ming."

After hearing Wang Ming's words, Guilliman remembered what happened on Macragge that year, and he understood why Wang Ming let them go without fear. Wang Ming is an immortal.

"Can…"

Fulgrim was still hesitant, he didn't understand what Wang Ming meant, why did he only think about Vulkan?
"Wang Ming is an immortal, don't worry about us, he won't die..."

Guilliman grabbed Fulgrim and pulled him away. The surrounding traversers also retreated while covering each other. Several security robots were also activated by Colonel Radulovich. Those who are broken.

After the traversers had completely evacuated, the area was completely sealed off by Colonel Radulovich.

"It hurts..."

Wang Ming struggled to stand up from the ground. He had just been rescued by the security robots activated by Colonel Radulovich. He looked at the security robots fighting the death guard not far away, thinking about what to do. You can't really die once, can you?

But this is also a way, his immune system is fighting against the Nurgle virus, and Wang Ming is in pain right now.

"By the way, panacea..."

Wang Ming suddenly remembered this Nurgle depressant, and was about to open the system mall to have a look, when a sound of metal falling to the ground suddenly attracted Wang Ming's attention.

Wang Ming looked up, and saw that the security robots that were still exchanging fire with the plague fighters just now fell to the ground in disorder. use.

Typhons led the plague fighters through the wreckage of the security robots, and came to Wang Ming. It looked at the dying Wang Ming happily. It thought that its plan had succeeded, and it gave it its loving father, Nurgle. The "divine poison" infected Wang Ming. It is only a matter of time before Wang Ming falls into the embrace of his loving father. He will never endure that kind of pain. He will definitely pray to his loving father and let his gentle loving father embrace him.

"Do you feel the pain? As long as you serve my lord, my lord can help you end these pains. My lord will make you his prince and live forever..."

Typhus looked at the dying Wang Ming, and said triumphantly, his heart was already full of joy, he did it, he did what Mortarion failed to do, and he is the one most worthy of his father's blessing People, Mortarion is a "weak" coward, he is the army commander of the Death Guard, he is the prince of Nurgle's benevolent father, and he wants to use Wang Ming's corruption to overwhelm Mortarion.

"Hahaha…"

Just when Typhons was getting carried away, Wang Ming's laughter suddenly reached its ears.

"what are you laughing at?"

Typhons looked at Wang Ming. Although Wang Ming was dying, he still smiled hard. Black blood contaminated by the virus sprayed out from his mouth and nose. He looked extremely embarrassed now.

"I'm laughing. It's funny that a person voluntarily becomes a piece of shit and wants others to become like him, hahaha..."

Wang Ming smiled, looked at Typhons, and said mockingly, it's fine to turn himself into a piece of shit, but turning others into a piece of shit is really disgusting.

"You..., your dying struggle is useless, I will dedicate you to the great loving father."

Typhons listened to the sarcasm in Wang Ming's words, it was not angry, it didn't feel any anger for these words, Wang Ming just didn't understand what a great existence he was about to become.

(End of this chapter)