Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 6 Dora Kaul, Figure King, Hurry up, both of you!
Wang Ming is very tired now, the Chaos demons seem to be endless, one wave after another, and the number of imperial troops is getting smaller and smaller.

Now all the imperial troops near Wang Ming have formed a defensive circle around Wang Ming, and Wang Ming and the Imperial Army blocked a large number of Chaos Demons in front.

The space fighters and mortal soldiers behind them provided fire support with a large number of bombs and lasers.

"Let them retreat! Retreat to the tunnel and reorganize their positions!" Wang Ming said to the golden-armored guards beside him after killing the first few demons.

Wang Ming uses Chinese. Wang Ming doesn't know Gothic, the official language of the human empire. He can only hope that the imperial army has learned the ancient language of ancient Terra.

You must know that the imperial army is not only an excellent fighter, each of them is a well-known artist, diplomat, philosopher, and many other experts.

They have learned a lot of knowledge and skills, they are different from the Space Marines, each Custodian is a unique work of art of the Emperor.

The imperial guards froze for a moment when they heard Wang Ming's words, as if they were recalling something, and only nodded to him after Wang Ming killed a wave of demons.

Then speaking in High Gothic to the space marines and mortal soldiers, slowly the space marines covered the mortal soldiers and retreated into the tunnel.

"You and them go first, and I will cut off for you." Wang Ming, who saw this scene, said to the imperial army. He has accepted his fate now, but the ten-thousand-year-old bacon brought him to this desperate universe, so he must do something. What.

He had noticed before that because of his appearance, the plot had changed. The figure king had released the figure in advance, and Chaos summoned more demons without breaking into the tunnel.

Looking at the raging chaotic tide, the forbidden army nodded to Wang Ming, and then entered the ranks to cover the mortal soldiers.

Wang Ming knew that the imperial troops should not be allowed to confront the Chaos demon army head-on in the open area. The Chaos demons could be summoned again after they were killed.

But the imperial soldiers are dead when they die. Instead of confronting Chaos head-on, it is better to let the imperial troops deploy defensive positions in the tunnels with the help of terrain.

"Dora Kaur, Figure King, hurry up!" Wang Ming urged more than once in his heart, he hoped that Kaur and Tralassin would quickly activate the Blackstone Obelisk.

Let these damned demons disappear quickly, he is already a bit soft on the demons, and he doesn't know psionics and can't do magic damage in a large area.

He could only chop one by one, the golden power sword had been danced by him so that even the space warriors could not see clearly, and the barrel of the exquisite bolter pistol was all red.

The ghost knows how many shots he has fired. The semi-automatic bolt pistol was abruptly fired by him.

"It's all demons, and there are also mortals bewitched by Chaos, not a single Chaos Veteran of Abbadan." Wang Ming looked at the Black Legion Chaos Space Marines and Abaddon in the distance, and complained in his heart.

Abaddon had no desire to use his Sons of Horus veterans of the Legion to fight a Primarch.

They all knew the horror of a Primarch. Abaddon wanted to use endless Chaos Demons and insignificant mortal traitors to kill the Primarch with human sea tactics, but now it seems that it should be impossible.

Even if it was armored firepower and Titans, Wang Ming destroyed an unknown number, which made Abaddon plan to take action himself.

At this moment, a strange feeling of depression suddenly appeared on everyone present, and the demons of Chaos disappeared. Only the Chaos Space Marines of the Black Legion and the mortal traitors remained on the battlefield. Wang Ming knew that Black Stone The Obelisk is finally activated.

(End of this chapter)