Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 285 A World of Despair

"Look, what a fright it looks like."

Wang Ming looked at the plague fighters who were retreating ahead, and said to Wang Lei who was shooting at them.

"Boss, it's not that you use your abilities anymore. Seriously, you are too hot like this, even power armor can't stop you."

Wang Lei looked at Wang Ming, who was covered in golden flames all over his body, and complained to Wang Ming. Wang Ming's golden flame was too outrageous. The temperature of Wang Ming's golden flame ignored the power armor and directly acted on his body. , although there is no harm, but he is too hot.

It's like being wrapped in a layer of cotton-padded jacket in the summer, and then turning on the heater, even Astartes like the traversers will feel a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, I turned it off, is it really that hot?"

Hearing Wang Lei's complaints, Wang Ming quickly extinguished the golden flame, but he didn't feel the high temperature. The golden flame had no effect on Wang Ming himself, and Wang Ming didn't feel anything about it at all.

"Yes... Boss, do you think your so-called subspace essence is psionic ability?"

While shooting at the plague fighters on the battlefield, Wang Lei asked Wang Ming. He felt that the so-called subspace essential ability of the Primarch should be the application of some kind of psionic ability.

There is a conspiracy theory that the soul of the Primarch itself, one is the Emperor, imprisoned in the human body by some kind of powerful subspace creature. The mighty creature of the Warp will be freed.

"It should be, the thing given by the emperor should be related to the subspace and belong to psionic energy, but the source of this psionic ability should not be completely relying on the Supreme Heaven. I am under the anti-spiritual ability field of the necromancer, Abilities can also be used."

Wang Ming nodded towards Wang Lei, and he also agreed with Wang Lei's statement. Wang Ming also felt that his ability might be some kind of spiritual power, but he personally felt that it should be related to the emperor himself.

"Okay, let's go back and think about this issue, let's go, these two chaotic things need us to clean up."

Wang Ming patted Wang Lei's shoulder armor and walked towards the street ahead. There are still two Chaos Space Marine troops to be resolved. We should go back and discuss other issues.

The troops continued to move forward. The method for the first regiment to deal with the two chaotic troops was very simple. It dispersed each company and formed an encirclement circle from various ranges. Then, with the help of the infinite resurrection points of the passers-by, it slowly advanced towards the inside of the encirclement to clean up. Chaos Space Marines.

Facts have proved that this tactic is very useful. The plague warriors fell under the guns of the traversers one by one. The remaining death guards and the plague army even put aside their mutual grievances and united together to deal with the empire. s attack.

However, their resistance was in vain. The Star Travelers were different from other legions. As long as they were targeted by them, they would kill the targeted thing no matter what price they paid.

Plasma energy clusters and laser beams illuminated the dark space in the Hive City. A number of Chaos Space Marines trampled on their corpses and launched a frenzied attack on those Chaos fighting trapped beasts.

"Advancing, there are Chaos Space Marines in front of us, about five, get ready, they may have psykers."

A squad of traversers marched in a street on the battlefield. The surrounding buildings that could hide had been destroyed in advance by traversers, completely preventing the possibility of street battles. As veterans of the first regiment, they all participated in the Markkula They still remember how troublesome the street fighting was, and they don't want to fight that kind of fight again.

"clear."

The traversers replied to their squad leader, and then dispersed. The destruction of the building also gave some benefits, that is, the range of activities of the troops became wider, and the traversers had more flexibility to use Space.

"Clap clap clap!"

As soon as the traversers approached the Chaos Space Marines, they were crushed back by a series of explosive shells. This was the case no matter which direction the traversers attacked. There was a wizard among these Chaos Space Marines, who was always watching the traversers. The status and location are equivalent to opening a big map.

"Sure enough, it's a wizard, bring up the heavy weapon."

The squad leader of the traversers looked at the buildings ahead where the Chaos Space Marines were hiding, and said to the traversers around him.

Soon the heavy weapon was taken out, and a traverser held the automatic cannon in his hand, with a smile of "Nuclear Association" on his face, and excitedly pulled the trigger.

"Go to the highest sky with your bunker! Hahaha!"

The traverser laughed arrogantly, while the other traversers around him dispersed speechlessly, and rushed towards the building in front of them that was being bombarded by the automatic cannon.

"Zizzizi!!"

When the traversers rushed to the position not far from the bunker and wanted to rush into the bunker to kill those Chaos Space Marines, a series of psionic lightning suddenly appeared from the bunker, which passed through the solid matter and directly hit the traversers In an instant, the three traversers turned into ashes and floated in the air.

"Psyker!"

A traverser looked at the psychic lightning in front of him, yelled in the communication channel, and then rushed towards the bunker holding his power sword. Those psychic lightning had been reduced after killing several traversers. The latter smashed through the wall with the psychic lightning in this way.

The bunker was breached, and the traverser looked at the dazed Chaos Space Marine in front of him. He could smell the stench from his body through the fully enclosed helmet. The blessings of a poop that can move by itself in armor are a hodgepodge of viruses.

The reaction speed of the original Astartes of the traverser must be faster than the plague warriors of Nurgle. The power sword was cut off by the traverser, and it slashed across the head of the plague warrior in front of him, and took it straight head.

The plague warrior's head rolled to the ground, and the plague warrior beside him finally reacted. He raised his bolt gun and aimed at the traverser, but the traverser moved faster than him. He resisted the stench and grabbed He took the headless corpse of the plague warrior and used it as a shield in front of him.

The explosive bomb hit the plague warrior's body, it penetrated the rusty and corrupted power armor on his body, and directly entered his body, because his body was already rotten, the explosive bomb that entered his body could not be destroyed at all. Exploding in this environment like a lump of slime.

The traverser successfully used the corpse of the plague warrior to block the bomb. He looked at the plague warrior holding the bolt gun in front of him and threw out the corpse of the plague warrior. The power of the Primal Astartes is very powerful. The plague The soldier's corpse was flying in the air, and it directly hit the plague warrior holding the bolt gun, knocking the plague warrior staggering.

The traverser also took this opportunity to rush in front of the plague warrior, and used the power sword to cut through the air again, and the head of the plague warrior was also chopped off by the power sword.

It only took a few seconds for the traveler to deal with the two plagues, but when the traveler was about to deal with the next plague fighters, a psychic lightning suddenly hit his body, splitting him into pieces.

The reality is not a game, the enemies cannot be dealt with one by one by you, the traverser just killed two plague fighters in seconds, just relying on the advantage of sneak attack, once the opponent reacts, this advantage will be gone.

"Huhuhu..."

The sound of heavy breathing came from the helmet of the plague warrior. It looked at the corpses of the two companions in front of it. Hatoli felt that he would die here today. It had this feeling when it saw Wang Ming before. It is not a legion The Astartes of the era, it is just a death guard of the new era, but it knows the horror of the Primarch and the horror of the Legion, all of which it has personally experienced.

Hattoli walked up to the gap in the bunker, wanting to continue to use psychic lightning to cover his remaining two brothers, but just as it reached the gap, a power sword suddenly appeared beside its head .

Hatoli subconsciously wanted to use his psychic ability to resist, but it was too late. The power sword slashed at its head, cutting its head in half. Without this psychic, the traverser Their offensive actions instantly became rapid.

Under the siege and interception of the traversers, the remaining two plagues successfully abandoned their bodies and returned to the subspace to meet their loving father.

"I still have some Plague Warriors on my side, and I need Thunderhawk's support."

"Squad three and two, please pay attention, those death guards in front have joined forces with the World Cleansing Plague Army."

"The area in charge of the second company has been cleaned up, and the corpses are being cleaned up."

"The area in charge of the fifth company has been cleaned up, and the corpses are being cleaned up. Wait, there is still a demon here."

Wang Ming walked on the streets of the hive capital, listening to the sound of various weapons firing in all directions, and checking the situation of each company in the command channel. Wang Ming smiled when he saw the reports. The clean-up operation was very successful. The area has been cleared by the scattered Primarch Guards.

To be honest, it is really not easy to clean up these Chaos Space Marines. In addition to those Chaos Space Marines who believe in Nurgle themselves, they also need to clean up the strange things summoned by them, such as demons, demon hosts, and plague flies. , Nurgle beasts, and those civilians who were infected with the virus and turned into walking corpses.

The damage caused by Nurgle is very difficult to deal with. It will cause a lot of collateral damage during the battle. Usually after a battle, all the places that have been invaded by Nurgle Space Marines will be filled with various All kinds of deadly viruses, any work that tries to deal with them must be careful, otherwise the staff who deal with them will be infected, and that will be a huge trouble.

"Let the plague disposal troops enter, they will take care of everything."

Wang Ming walked to a building, he looked at the scene, stopped his footsteps, and then he said to Wang Lei in an extremely indifferent voice.

"understood."

Hearing Wang Ming's indifferent voice, Wang Lei glanced curiously at the scene in the building, and then he replied to Wang Ming, with anger appearing in his words.

In the building, there were three corpses, two of adults and one of a child, each with a bullet hole in his head, and the pistol that killed three people was lying quietly on a male corpse In the hands of a man, a woman and a child, this is obviously a family of three. After being forced to collapse by Nurgle's walking dead and demons, they chose to understand themselves.

With Wang Ming's vision, he found that the three corpses were holding a small pendant in their hands. Wang Ming had seen that thing before. It was a small pendant issued to believers by the local state religion, a pendant designed with the divine image of the emperor .

The family of three did not give up their belief in the Emperor at the most desperate moment, but their piety did not bring about the miracle of the Emperor. No matter how powerful the Emperor is, he is not a real god after all. a human being.

Wang Ming took out an incendiary bomb from the system and threw it into the building. The pure flame spread to the room in an instant and quickly devoured the three corpses.

"May your souls rest on the Golden Throne."

Looking at the blazing flames in the building, Wang Ming silently thought that he was praying, praying to the emperor, hoping that all human souls would return to the golden throne and not be played by the evil gods in the highest sky.

In this universe with gods, human races with souls are the most painful after all. Death does not mean the end in this universe. After death, their souls will enter the highest heaven, and in the highest heaven there are countless The demons are coveting the souls of human beings. If they cannot be protected by the saint on the golden throne, they will fall into endless torture.

This is this desperate universe. The galaxy is huge, and the universe is even bigger, and human civilization is just struggling in an extremely hopeless universe. They hold their weak weapons, shout their own beliefs, and yearn for human beings. This civilization can survive in this cruel and hopeless dark universe. No matter what the price is, no matter how many sacrifices are made, all human beings are eager for this goal.

"Will do…"

I don't know if it was the emperor himself who said it in Wang Ming's ear, or because of the auditory hallucinations produced when the flames were burning, Wang Ming heard a voice, he smiled, and then walked towards the travelers. There are countless people in the universe who are similar to this picture For tragedies with similar scenes, what Wang Ming can do is to continue the tasks of human beings arranged by the Emperor, so as to reduce such tragedies in the future as much as possible.

In the bottom hive of a hive city, a group of Chaos Space Marines gathered together, and beside them was a group of psykers in black robes, who arranged the bodies of countless hive city residents into blasphemy dharma After a while, as he recited a series of blasphemous spells, the piles of corpses began to collapse into pieces of bloody water, and in the bloody water, hideous demons crawled out of them, and they were summoned to reality from the highest heaven in the universe.

(End of this chapter)