Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 630: A Knife Game
"It's useless to scold this guy. His perversion is beyond our imagination. You are complimenting him by scolding him."

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim. He walked towards Fulgrim step by step with the eternal statue in his hand. The golden flames spread from his movements. With each step, they seemed to have life. They jumped and roared, wanting to pounce directly on Fulgrim, but under Wang Ming's obstruction, they remained very quiet and did not really pounce on him.

After seeing Wang Ming's actions, Fulgrim also retreated in a hurry, and a very strange scene appeared. Wang Ming kept moving forward and Fulgrim kept retreating. Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim speechlessly, while Fulgrim looked at Wang Ming with fear.

"Why are you retreating? Aren't you the most proud phoenix? Why are you like a chicken with its tail feathers plucked? You are really useless."

While Feng Fan was watching this scene, he suddenly thought of a very good point of ridicule, and then started his standard trash talk session, but Fulgrim ignored him. He was now paying full attention to Wang Ming. After all, he couldn't stand being provoked by Wang Ming's golden flame. The blessings and true pain in his body would appear on his body the moment he touched the golden flame, and he couldn't stand that kind of extreme pain.

"My brother, why are you retreating? Don't you want to kill me? Come, kill me, and then give my body to your blasphemous master. Let him corrupt my soul and make me his demon prince."

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim and said to him with a mocking look on his face, "Although Fulgrim was angry, he would not rush forward. He was not a fool, right? He knew the pros and cons of this matter."

So Wang Ming advanced and Fulgrim retreated, and the two sides continued to consume ten kilometers of territory. Finally, Fulgrim could not bear it anymore, and he told Slaanesh about the current situation. Slaanesh assured him that he would protect him and told him to go straight ahead. After hearing this answer, Fulgrim hesitated for a moment, and then rushed directly towards Wang Ming. Anyway, he had already made preparations, and he would run away instantly if anything went wrong.

It was working for Slaanesh, but it could also cost it its life, right? It was definitely not impossible for it to risk its life on this. It still had so many things to enjoy, so many sensory stimulations to experience, it didn't want to die in vain.

At the moment when Fulgrim rushed towards Wang Ming, a warp portal suddenly appeared beside Wang Ming, and then a figure in red armor suddenly rushed out of the warp portal. His body was not as huge as the two Primarchs, but just the size of a mortal.

But his speed was no slower than the two Primarchs. He swung the blood-red sword in his hand and slashed directly at Folgrim in front of him. The blood-red sword collided with the sharp blade in Fulgrim's hand, making a sound of metal clashing. As a series of superb sword skills appeared on the figure that looked like a mortal, Fulgrim was actually beaten back for a while. At this moment, Wang Ming also saw the true appearance of the figure clearly.

He recognized his identity instantly; he was the Chaos traveler, the Chosen One of Khorne, Wang Qing. He waved the blood-red sword in his hand, bathing in the golden flames, letting the golden flames burn his body. He looked at Fulgrim and laughed calmly, feeling the pain of the golden flames burning on his body.

"Brother Wang, I'm here to support you. Let's kill this disgusting big loach together."

Wang Qing looked at Wang Ming, who was bathed in the burning golden flames and laughing calmly. Only at this moment did he feel that he had returned to the human collective. He was not the chosen one of Khorne, but a warrior of mankind, the blade of mankind.

"it is good."

Wang Ming responded to Wang Qing, then watched the green flame burning his body and moved some of the golden flame away from him. He didn't want Wang Qing to be burned to death by the golden flame. Although this might be Wang Qing's wish, if Wang Qing didn't really say this to him, he would never kill Wang Qing.

"Brother Wang, please don't put away that fire, burn me more. Those blessings of Khorne are corroding my body all the time. You just kill the poison for me."

Wang Qing watched Wang Ming take away the golden flame from his side, and he became anxious at that moment. He was burning with joy, but as soon as Wang Ming took away the golden flame, the blessing of Khorne came up again. He didn't want to be reduced to a madman who only knew how to kill by the blessing of Khorne. At that time, in the Khorne domain, his reason could not suppress the blessing of Khorne, and he killed and slashed the Khorne demons next to him.

Then after that incident was over, he received the blessing of Khorne again, which made him feel worse than eating shit. He was originally very resistant to the blessing of Khorne, and that damn thing actually gave him more blessings because of his madness. This was what he could not accept the most. He did not want to become a madman, never. He hoped that he could clearly know his identity and what he should do.

He is a human being, not the so-called Demon Prince. He has never been loyal to the Brass Throne, but to the Golden Throne on Holy Terra. He is loyal not to the Kobolds on the Brass Throne, but to the saint on the Golden Throne who shoulders the pain for mankind.

"Row."

After Wang Ming heard what Wang Qing said, he rekindled the golden flame. The golden flame burned Wang Qing's body. Wang Qing just smiled at Wang Ming, and then covered in golden flames, rushed towards Fulgrim like a true warrior of the God-Emperor.

"Damn it, how dare you!"

Fulgrim looked at Wang Qing who was rushing towards him. He looked at this Chaos Chosen who was just like a mortal. He felt that this Chaos Chosen was insulting him. This guy did not use the power he had blessed, but suppressed all the blessings as much as possible. He only relied on his body that had been transformed countless times by the blessings and fighting skills to fight him. Fulgrim felt that this guy was insulting him. When Wang Ming fought with him, he would at least be cautious and go all out. But this guy was fighting with him at his worst state, which was an insult to his pride.

"You damn guy!"

Fulgrim looked at Wang Qing who had rushed in front of it. It waved its four arms and kept slashing at Wang Qing. Its blades were constantly blocked by Wang Qing's bloody sword. Fulgrim couldn't understand how he could use a sword to block the attack of its four sharp blades.

"As expected of a swordsman, you are much stronger than those great demons."

Wang Qing's seemingly effortless movements were actually his full strength. This was the limit of his swordsmanship and combat skills honed in Khorne's domain. He did not want to use the blessings of Khorne on himself to turn himself into a terrifying existence like a demon. He wanted to fight in his own human body.

But this also meant that his physical fitness could not keep up with Fulgrim's terrible blessing. What he could do was already his limit, and he was almost unable to hold on. Blocking Fulgrim's wave of attacks just now was already his limit. But just when he couldn't hold on any longer, Wang Ming rushed forward, Yongcun passed in front of Wang Qing, cut off the sharp blade that was reaching towards his head, and then Wang Ming grabbed Wang Qing's head and threw him behind him.

Wang Qing had done well enough. Now Wang Ming should also kill Fulgrim. Four sharp blades and long swords were dancing in space. The battle between the two Primarchs was like some kind of artistic dance. Various techniques were constantly used by them. The speed of the two Primarchs had made it impossible for the traversers and demons around them to keep up. They could only watch the two Primarchs fighting there. They could not intervene at all.

The demons might be able to observe the course of the battle through some abnormal means, but the time travelers could not. When they watched the battle between the two Primarchs, they could only see the space being distorted by huge forces and various flashes like explosions. Their speed was simply too fast.

After being thrown behind by Wang Ming, Wang Qing also wanted to rush up to help, but with the speed of the two Primarchs, he was completely unable to participate in the battle since he had not activated the blessing. Wang Qing hesitated for a moment, then turned around and rushed directly towards those Slaanesh demons. He couldn't participate in the battle between the Primarchs, but couldn't he kill those demons?
"Hurry up! He's very strong, I'm not sure how long I can hold him down!"

While Wang Ming and Fulgrim were fighting, Fulgrim was constantly speaking to Slaanesh in his heart that they had already begun their plan to corrupt Wang Ming. Fulgrim would hold Wang Ming back, while Slaanesh would look for an opportunity to drag Wang Ming directly into his divine realm, and let Wang Ming be corrupted by eternal joy in his divine realm.

"You need to hurt him and let my power enter his body. Otherwise, I won't be able to drag his soul into my divine domain. His soul is very special. The previous spell worked only because he wasn't overly defensive at the time."

The voice of Slaanesh sounded in Fulgrim's mind, and after hearing Slaanesh's voice, Fulgrim helplessly speeded up his hands. He actually didn't want to get involved in Wang Ming's affairs. He felt that this was very troublesome, so it would be better for him to enjoy more pleasure.

Fulgrim's blade and Wang Ming's blade collided, and the speed of both sides was very fast. For a moment, the blades intersected, but neither of them could break the other's defense. But after Fulgrim communicated with Slaanesh, Fulgrim's speed and offensive were obviously improved. Wang Ming looked at the damn monster in front of him, and he began to be unable to keep up with Fulgrim's speed. If Fulgrim did not fight seriously before, then Fulgrim is now very serious. He wants to complete this task quickly and then go back to continue enjoying it.

Fulgrim's speed increased, and Wang Ming could not keep up with him. His psychic power was also activated. Now under the protection of Slaanesh's blessing, Fulgrim was not affected too much by the golden flame. When the flame touched him, it would be blocked by a purple shield, and the shield would withstand the burning of the golden flame for Fulgrim.

After the burning of the golden flame was blocked, Fulgrim's attack on Wang Ming became more and more fierce. Its blade was no longer something Wang Ming could block. You must know that the great Guilliman, the Lord of the Ultramarines at that time, was also defeated by Fulgrim in this way. His four arms waved like windmills. Although Wang Ming is not Guilliman, he is not much stronger than Guilliman.

This is not to say that Guilliman's combat ability is not good. Guilliman's combat ability can be regarded as medium to high among the Primarchs. But he gets carried away too easily in battle, and is easily suppressed by psychic energy or something.

What about Wang Ming? Although Wang Ming is not crazy, he is even worse. He does not care about his life at all. If he can kill a powerful enemy, Wang Ming will let himself die once. He can be resurrected anyway. He does not care about the strength of the enemy at all. If he can't kill it once or twice, what about a hundred or a thousand times? Even a god will be killed under this endless attack, right?

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim's condition and gave up the idea of ​​killing him perfectly. He stared at the blade that was opened by Fulgrim again and used his psychic power to attack it directly. The invisible blade appeared beside Wang Ming and slashed directly at Fulgrim.

The purple shield on Fulgrim's body flashed when it was cut by the invisible blade. This shield can not only defend against golden flames, but also block other psychic spell attacks.

But Wang Ming has already put in all his strength. With his full strength, countless blades appeared around Wang Ming. These blades kept rushing towards Fulgrim and hitting his shield. Wang Ming had no time to cast spells with excessive power. These basic psychic spells were quite good. Wang Ming had no shortage of psychic power anyway, so he could use as much as he wanted. At worst he could die once and then replenish it.

When Wang Ming cast a psychic spell, Fulgrim also cast a psychic spell. The evil psionic power in his hands flashed an ominous light. The light flashed continuously, and they turned into psychic lightning that rushed towards Wang Ming's invisible blades.

Although they had already begun to cast psychic spells, the two Primarchs had not stopped their actions, and their blades were still colliding. Now Fulgrim had already used all his strength, and as long as he could hit Wang Ming with one blow to break his defense, his job would be done and he could go back to enjoy himself.