Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

"Keep the kids safe, I need to have some contact with them."

The man narrowed his eyes as he watched the time-travelers, and then walked towards their hiding place. The gang members looked at their boss and followed them.

"I really don't want to wear this armor anymore. We are obviously not traitors..."

After the man returned to the hiding place, in his room, the man looked at the power armor in front of him. He touched the logo of the First Legion on it and said in a painful tone, even as he slowly put on the power armor. , the memories of that year reappeared in his mind, the burning sky, the Taliban covered in war, and the dark angels who killed their brothers.

"Damn it, I..., I'm not a traitor!"

The man put on the power armor. He looked at himself in the mirror, let out a long sigh, and then walked out of his room.

Outside the room, several gang members were extremely confused after seeing their boss wearing power armor. How could they suddenly become the emperor's angels despite being a good boss? This is really incredible. .

"Boss, this is you?"

A gang member looked at the man wearing power armor. He felt that the armor was very similar to those of the time travellers, so he told the surprised man that he was extremely surprised that his boss had turned into an angel.

"Don't ask anything, don't say anything, protect those children. If I can't come back, you take the children and find a way to escape. You know the location of that passage."

The man looked at the several gang members in front of him, and he said to them. He patted his mortal deputy, and then walked out of the hiding place. As an Astartes, he had always completed his mission, protecting He has always performed this task as a mortal, and now he will protect the world.

"Zizzizi..."

The perspective shifted to the battlefield. Several time-travelers ran to the Chaos Egg with super melt. The light from the explosion of the melt-bomb was like a sun, instantly engulfing the time-travelers and the Chaos Egg together.

"do you died?"

Hu Jin looked at the exploding light of the melta bomb that was gradually extinguishing. He immediately went to confirm the situation of the chaos eggs. There were at least six melta bombs that had just exploded normally. Hu Jin didn't believe it. The vitality of this thing could withstand six Super hot melt.

"Woooooooo..."

Just when Hu Jin wanted to see if the Chaos Egg was dead, a strange cry suddenly came from the explosion point of the melt bomb. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the time travelers could even hear the cry for survival. Desire, this is a strange feeling.

"What the hell... what is this? It's really weird."

He felt the desire to live in the cry of Captain Hu Jin. He could feel the emotion of the owner of the cry not wanting to die. This was a strange feeling of empathy.

"Fuck your uncle's empathy, keep firing and kill it!"

Hu Jin yelled, then raised his bolter and fired at them. They were the second regiment. It was impossible for them to feel any guilt for the heretics. Everything they did was done with a clear conscience and for the sake of Of Man and Empire.

"Gu Gu Gu..."

The time-travelers launched another attack, and at this moment, that weird smooth sound appeared again, and a twisted monster covered with green carapace squirmed out of the melting explosion point, It rushed straight towards Hu Jin. This monster, who didn't know what it was that turned into a chaos egg, actually intended to behead the commander of the time-travelers.

But how could the time-travelers let it succeed?

The time travelers collectively rushed towards the Chaos Egg. They held their power swords high and slashed at the Chaos Egg crazily. The blade of the power sword waved, cutting off pieces of flesh and blood. In an instant, dozens of time travelers were traversed. The traveler fought with the Chaos Egg, and the Chaos Egg was not without attack power. When its twisted tentacles grabbed a traveler, the power armor on the traveler was instantly broken, and the traveler was also in the Chaos Egg. Turned into ashes under the power.

"You guys are in trouble, it's not common."

Just when Hu Jin was watching the fighting travelers and was helpless, a very familiar voice suddenly appeared behind him. When Hu Jin heard the voice, he turned around excitedly and saw that behind him, Wang Ming didn't know when he had arrived here.

"Boss, why are you here? Aren't you in charge of the battle at the Governor's Mansion?"

Hu Jin looked at Wang Ming who suddenly appeared behind him. He asked him doubtfully, shouldn't Wang Ming be directing the planetary war situation in the Governor's Mansion?Why are you on the front line again? It's really because the headquarters can't stay for a second, right?

"I have received your news that the characteristics of this chaos egg should be Nurgle's blessing."

Wang Ming looked at the chaotic egg. This twisted big ball of flesh seemed to have felt Wang Ming. It quickly killed several time travelers who besieged it, and then rushed towards Wang Ming desperately.

"Well, have you been given an order?"

Wang Ming looked at the Chaos Egg in front of him, and then the golden flame on his body ignited directly. Wang Ming quickly pulled out the "Eternal Existence" with just one sword. Wang Ming directly cut open the Chaos Egg, and the Chaos Egg was directly chopped by Wang Ming. It became two sections.

"Zizzizi..."

Golden flames burned on the two halves of the Chaos Egg, and a disgusting smell of burnt proteins spread into the air. Wang Ming smelled the disgusting smell. He frowned but did not do anything. For this kind of When the monsters of Nurgle come, they must know the pain they have caused to mortals.

The Chaos Egg wailed and gradually turned into ashes. Wang Ming's golden flame was a natural enemy of Chaos gadgets. It was like the Emperor's Fire on the Emperor's Sword, but there were some differences. Wang Ming's Golden Flame was not A completely psychic thing, he is connected to the soul and hope of mankind.

"The original body..., the original body, the original body that I have never seen before, is he really the original body?"

Among the ruins not far from Wang Ming, an Astartes wearing the power armor of the former First Legion looked at Wang Ming. He hesitated that he should not go there now. He did not know this strange Primarch. Will he be considered a traitor? Moreover, he cannot be sure who the original body is that appears inexplicably.

"The original body..., the original body..., the original body..., just die. Anyway, 600 years of escaping is enough. Without the glory of the knight, there is no legion..."

Astarte muttered, and then walked towards Wang Ming resolutely. Compared with death, he was more afraid of losing his glory. He no longer wanted to be chased, and those demons did not listen to anything he said. explain. "Lord Primarch, which legion are you from?"

Astarte walked up to Wang Ming. Among the travelers who surrounded him instantly, Astarte calmly raised his hands and asked Wang Ming.

"Dark Angel? Or Fallen Angel?"

Wang Ming looked at the Astartes in front of him. He looked at the logo on his shoulder armor and asked him with a smile. Wang Ming did not wear a helmet. With Wang Ming's physique in such a high-radiation environment, There was no problem at all. As one of the Emperor's greatest creations, the Primarch's body was no longer a normal creature.

"you know!?"

The fallen angel looked at Wang Ming. He subconsciously wanted to pull out the blaster from his waist. However, he realized how stupid he was in the next second. Wang Ming did not take action. Several time travelers directly Suppressed the fallen angel.

"Of course I know, traitor..."

Wang Ming looked at the fallen angel who was suppressed by the time-travelers. He knew what happened to the Taliban back then, and he also saw the soul of this dark angel. His soul was still a human soul and was not contaminated by chaos.

Wang Ming said to the Astartes, and then glanced at Hu Jin. Wang Ming admired this Dark Angel very much. As long as it was not contaminated by Chaos, everything would be easy. How many Astartes were there during the Great Crusade? How much he charges will be a big help in communicating with other legions later.

"I'm not a traitor!!"

When the Fallen Angel heard Wang Ming's words, he suddenly became excited. He kept struggling in the hands of several time-travelers, but how could the power of an Astartes resist several Primaris Space Marines? He was Several time travelers were suppressed to the ground.

The fallen angel looked at Wang Ming. He was struggling feebly. He knew it would be like this, but what he didn't expect was that the Primarch was so extreme, and those guys didn't completely hide their information. The Primarch actually knew their existence.

"Okay, let him go, I need to ask him a question."

Wang Ming looked at the angry Astartes and felt that the current heat was enough, and then ordered the time travelers to let go of him. The fallen angel looked at Wang Ming. He didn't move after being let go by the time travelers. Although he was extremely angry because he was considered a traitor by Wang Ming, he knew that no matter how angry he was as an Astartes, he could not fight against a Primarch. As an Astartes from the Great Crusade era, he knew very well This one thing.

"Are you loyal to the Empire?"

Wang Ming looked at the Astartes in front of him and asked him in a cold voice. This was a very interesting question. Although he knew that his soul was not contaminated by Chaos, his own attitude towards the empire was very important. If he If he was the kind of pirate who was dominating the world of the empire, then Wang Ming wouldn't mind killing this fallen angel.

"What's your problem? Are you humiliating me!!"

When Astartes heard Wang Ming's words, he shouted with great emotion. In his opinion, the Primarch, who thought he was a traitor, was humiliating him by asking this question to him. It would be better to directly Kill him, he doesn't want to be humiliated in "the last days of his life".

"Answer my question, son of Leon El'Jonson."

Wang Ming did not show any anger after being offended, and his tone remained calm. This was an important question. If his answer did not satisfy Wang Ming, Wang Ming would kill him instantly.

"I..., me! Zaryla Vargas! Absolutely loyal to the Empire! Whatever you say! I am not a traitor! I am the Dark Angel!"

Astarte looked at Wang Ming. He heard the calmness and seriousness in Wang Ming's words. He spoke loudly to Wang Ming without any hesitation.

"lie…"

Wang Ming looked at the emotional Astartes. He slashed at Astartes' neck with one knife. Astartes watched the Primarch's long knife fall. He felt that he was going to die. Astartes closed his eyes. He closed his eyes and waited quietly for death to come.

A stinging pain came from his neck, and Astarte suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the blade that stopped on his neck in surprise. He looked at Wang Ming, his eyes full of doubts. He had clearly promised to kill him. Kill yourself, why did you stop just like that?

"You are not a traitor. Welcome back to the Empire, son of Leon El'Jonson."

Wang Ming looked at Astartes. Wang Ming said to him with a smile and handed him the bolt gun on the ground.

Astartes looked at Wang Ming with a look of disbelief on his face. This Primarch actually believed in him. He didn't know that Wang Ming could see his soul.

"Everything before was your temptation?"

Charela Vargas stood up from the ground. He hesitated for a moment, and then took the bolter handed over by Wang Ming. He looked at the strange Primarch in front of him and couldn't help but praise Wang Ming's attempt. Technique.

"It's just a small test. Zarella Vargas, the descendant of Leon El Jonson, I declare in the name of the leader of the No. 20 First Legion that you will no longer be afraid of being chased. You are loyal and do not deserve this."

Wang Ming looked at Astarte and retracted the blade. When the blade was retracted, it fell on the shoulders of Charela Vargas. It was like one of the knight canonization ceremonies in ancient Terra Europe. The session was average, which also caused the time-travelers who were watching Wang Ming and Charela Vargas to discuss collectively. Regarding this ritualistic scene, many time-travelers even directly used The battle recorder in his helmet recorded the scene at this moment.

They thought about printing out this photo and making it a hanging picture in their dormitory, which would be very ceremonial.

"Sir, I don't think they will obey your orders."

Charela Vargas put the bolt gun back into the holster on his waist. He said helplessly to Wang Ming that he didn't really believe that Wang Ming could protect him. He knew how crazy his brothers were. Even the guarantee of a Primarch could not completely protect him.

"No, trust me, Charela Vargas."

Wang Ming looked at Charela Vargas in front of him, he said to him with a smile, and then turned to look at Hu Jin who was walking slowly with something in his hand. Charela Vargas also looked at Hu Jin saw Hu Jin dragging a huge box in his hand. The box was as big as an Astartes and had the logo of the No. 20 First Legion printed on it.