Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 40 The Vulnerability of Mortals

"Stop, stop! Disinfect! Disinfect!" In a barracks of the Mortal Auxiliary Army of Ultramar, several traversers wearing biochemical protective suits specially made for Astartes stopped a car that was entering the barracks. Supplies truck.

The supply vehicle was opened, and a special disinfectant solution was sprayed on the materials inside. The driver of the supply vehicle also got out of the vehicle, and stood aside with open arms to accept the disinfection by the traverser.

This special disinfectant has been specially processed, and the living saint Celestine and the devout state church members have prayed.

I have to say that metaphysics is the last word in the 40k universe.

This has been the norm in the past few months. A few months ago, Wang Ming told Guilliman about the prophecy of his legion's "Think Tank".

Wang Ming said that the "Think Tank" of his legion predicted that there would be a plague appearing in the Ultramar galaxy, and Guilliman needed to cooperate with his plan in order to prevent the plague.

(In fact, the Traversing Legion does not have a think tank at all.)
Guilliman listened to Wang Ming's "prophecy" and agreed to Wang Ming's plan.

Although Guilliman still doesn't trust Wang Ming a bit, he still pays special attention to the safety of Ultramar.

And now everything in the Traversing Legion is under the supervision of the Ultramarines, and the support troops of the Empire have arrived in Macragge.

Moreover, Guilliman believed that it was impossible for Wang Ming to do anything that would endanger the empire. Guilliman still vividly remembered the scene where the traversers bravely fought against the traitors of Chaos.

After opening the supplies and inspecting them, the supply vehicles that were determined to be correct were driven into the barracks of the Ultramar Auxiliary Army.

The traversers installed many loudspeakers in the barracks, playing "The Emperor's Words" 24 hours a day to strengthen the belief of the Ultramar auxiliaries.

The war in the worlds around Macragge ended prematurely because of the entry of the traversers, and the traversers directly carried out epidemic prevention work in these worlds.

The traversers tried their best to stop the plague of Nurgle by means of physics and metaphysics.

But even so, Nurgle's plague cannot be completely resolved, and there are still many Ultramar auxiliaries, astral troops, and even civilians infected by the plague.

They were quarantined by the traversers at the first time, and in the isolation area, the traversers tried to prevent the infection in various ways and tried to cure them.

The medicines of science and technology and the belief in the emperor have been used, but all have little effect. The traversers can only watch the mortals in front of them being tortured by Nurgle's tears, but they can't do anything.

Their eyes were rotted by their own sticky and foul-smelling tears, and they wailed in front of the traversers, who could only watch their wailing but could not provide any help.

For the first time, the travelers really felt the despair of mortals in the 40k universe, and the sense of powerlessness appeared in their hearts for the first time in the past few months.

Travelers can use fearless death and powerful artillery to defeat the enemies of Chaos on the battlefield, but they cannot save even a mortal from the hands of evil gods.

Even if they have the medical equipment and medicines from the golden age given to them by Wang Ming, they are helpless in the face of the mighty power of the evil god.

They felt that they were being played by the evil god of the subspace, he wanted to see himself powerless, and he showed the endless might of the evil god in front of them.

"My lord, can I see things again? My eyes hurt so much." A little boy in the epidemic isolation area asked the traverser sitting next to him. His eyes had been completely wiped out by tears a few days ago. Corrosive, the automated surgical robot had removed his festered eyeball just a few hours earlier.

"Of course, little Roy, of course you can still see, but you still need to wait, the other uncles are still on their way to bring new prosthetic eyes from the world of Macragge, and when they arrive at little Roy, you will be able to re- I can see something." The traveler comforted him while injecting pain-relieving medicine into his veins.

"Go to sleep for a while, and you will see again when you wake up."

In addition to relieving pain, medicine can also provide sleep. These days, suffering patients can only rely on medicine to get a little sleep.

Little Roy fell asleep slowly under the effect of the medicine. This kind of sleep was very shallow and any loud noise might wake him up.

Drugs can only relieve the pain, but cannot completely remove the pain.

The traveler looked at the sleeping boy in front of him, and walked lightly to the next hospital bed.

The patients got a short period of sleep with the help of potions, but when they woke up again, they would be tortured by Nurgle's tears again.

The air in the quarantine area was filled with the smell of disinfectant water, but it could not eliminate any viruses in it.

(End of this chapter)