Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 632: Unreal Dream

"Power... is not worth mentioning. In front of the justice of this race, everything is just a matter of seconds. I am loyal to humanity and the Emperor. These illusions have no effect on me."

Wang Ming looked at those illusions, he looked at those guys who praised him, a huge golden flame burned around him, and a giant sword made of golden flames appeared in his hand. The giant sword was waved in his hand, and as he waved it, a large golden flame burst out. Those golden flames continued to burn those people's bodies, burning all these illusory things into ashes.

From Wang Ming's perspective, after those things were all burned, the scene in front of him changed again. The golden flame ignited everything around him, space, time, people and things, everything, seemed to collapse in front of him, ashes drifted like snowflakes, and Wang Ming walked out of this illusion. He walked out of the fourth realm of Slaanesh, which represents the realm of illusory power.

Wang Ming continued to move forward, and suddenly a group of familiar people appeared in front of him. They were a group of time travelers wearing silver armor. Just when Wang Ming saw them, the scene around him suddenly changed. The scene that had turned to ashes instantly turned into an endless wheat field.

"Boss, we have finally destroyed the Four Gods and made humans the overlords of this galaxy. This galaxy will once again be under the control of humans. Look, that transport ship is carrying food and wine. Humans will no longer need to go through war. We have succeeded, boss."

When Wang Ming walked in front of the group of people, he suddenly saw Wang Xiaofa and Hu Jin appear in front of him strangely. Wang Ming looked at the two of them and listened to them say the things he wanted most. In addition, he also silently paid attention to the surrounding environment. He looked at the time travelers who were farming in the golden wheat fields, and also saw the twisted vines that were eager to try and were about to stretch out in the golden wheat fields. Those things will strangle their necks after these guys achieve their goals, and let them die after seeing their cruelest failure.

"Yes, this is such a great future. We defeated the Four Chaos Gods, we destroyed them, we turned them into the history of the galaxy, and let humans completely own a safe galaxy. But what is the price?"

Wang Ming looked at Hu Jin in front of him, he suddenly grabbed his head and lifted him in front of him. He looked at the Slaanesh demon in front of him who had turned into Hu Jin, and said to it with a mocking look on his face that Wang Ming would not fall into the illusion created by Slaanesh for him, because he has always been very clear that he is a human being, and he is the lord of the 21st Legion of the Empire. He has always been working hard to fight for humanity, sticking to his original intention and rejecting those desires. This is why Wang Ming has been trying to keep himself awake.

In fact, in Wang Ming's cognition, he has always been just a tool, a tool to fight for humanity, a tool to strive for the great ideals of the human race. He does not reject this identity of his, because this is the fact. Everything he does is for humanity. He understands his mission and is clear about his identity.

"The price is that countless humans wail in front of the evil god. The terrible evil god uses his dying power to sweep across the entire galaxy. Is this the price you want to pay me to achieve this goal? I said you have seen me in your eyes. I am right. I will be destroyed in that dying power. My dream will also be destroyed with him, and the entire human race will be destroyed."

Wang Ming looked at Hu Jin in front of him, threw him to the ground with a mocking look on his face, and then said these words to him. After hearing his words, Hu Jin's expression instantly became distorted, and then, as if he could no longer maintain his lie, his whole body turned into a purple light, and then became the appearance of a lustful demon.

However, at the moment when it revealed its true appearance, a golden flame suddenly burned around Wang Ming. In that golden flame, everything around was ignited again. Everything golden was burning, the wheat fields, the vines in the wheat fields, and the illusions of the traversers who were working. Wang Ming looked at these burning things, and for some reason, he suddenly said something, and this sentence instantly made his neck tighten.

"How wonderful it would be if this were true. The future of mankind should be like this. There would be no Chaos God, no external threats, and mankind would once again become the overlord of the galaxy. How... Damn it!!"

When Wang Ming was talking to himself, a vine suddenly stretched out from the golden flames and strangled Wang Ming's neck from behind. The sudden feeling of suffocation surprised Wang Ming very much, but that was all. Wanting to strangle a Primarch to death was just something he could only think about.

If the Primarchs could be strangled to death, then there would be nothing impossible in this world. It is totally unscientific to try to strangle a Primarch to death. With the Primarchs' terrifying physical fitness, they are creatures that can move in a vacuum. How could they be killed by something as simple as lack of oxygen?
After a brief surprise, Wang Ming reacted quickly. His words had already fallen into Slaanesh's trap. In his heart, he yearned for this kind of future and hoped that he could achieve this kind of future. It was this idea of ​​his that triggered the rules of the divine realm here, allowing the power of Slaanesh to finally find an opportunity.

Wang Ming could feel the corrupting power on the vines. Those powers were constantly entering his body through the vines, but this degree of erosion did not have much effect on him. His soul was quite special, and this degree of erosion was not enough to really affect his soul.

And the golden flames burning around him were not for show, they were the essence of the subspace, the essence of a gene primarch, and the anger of all human beings. These things were very sensitive to the Chaos Force, the enemy of mankind, just like fire meeting gasoline. As long as they met the Chaos Force, they would immediately burn the Chaos Force to ashes. The Chaos Force was ignited by Wang Ming's golden flames. Those golden flames burned the Chaos Force in Wang Ming's body and burned the vines that strangled Wang Ming's neck into ashes. When the vines were burned to ashes, Wang Ming was freed. He looked at the things around him that were ignited by the golden flames and said nothing. He chose to move on. He didn't care about these things, just like he didn't know how long ago he started to not care about his own life.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, as if traveling through time and space, Wang Ming finally arrived at a golden beach. Under the warm sunshine, the golden beach formed a large expanse of golden color, and the sea surface was filled with soft waves. Soft music continued to sound in the surrounding space, bewitching passers-by to fall asleep here.

Wang Ming knew where this place was. He took out a power sword and stabbed himself without hesitation. The painful feeling from the wound forced his consciousness back to normal. He looked at the golden beach. If he closed his eyes for a few seconds, he would have fallen into the arms of Slaanesh. He must not have any thoughts of resting on this beach, otherwise he would die without knowing how.

However, the clarity that was restored after the pain only lasted for a moment. Under the instigation of those voices, thoughts about fatigue began to appear in Wang Ming's senses again. This time, Wang Ming would not make an action like stabbing himself with a sword, because this action has been proven to be an inefficient means of refreshing himself. If he wants to successfully pass through this place, he must find a way to keep his mind clear.

He knew that the drugs of the Human Federation might be able to achieve this effect, but the amount required was huge, and it was not ruled out that this fatigue directly acted on the soul. Although the pain in the flesh could temporarily refresh the mind, if it actually acted on the soul, then the effects of those drugs and the previous injuries were actually similar. This was an ability that acted on the soul.

But Wang Ming was not without a solution. He looked at the wounds on his body that were gradually healing. This was the result of his immortal physique beginning to take effect. Wang Ming finally didn't want to fight with Slaanesh anymore. His warp essence completely erupted at this moment. In an instant, golden flames enveloped the entire beach and sea.

In the golden flames, this beautiful scenery like a paradise revealed its true appearance, distortion, chaos, disorder, the original appearance of the chaos in the Supreme Heaven, exposed at a glance, the traces of the power of chaos filled this space at this moment, where is the golden beach and the blue sea? Everything is fake, everything is the domain of Slaanesh, that is His plan, His deception, the Lord of the Clouds in this subspace, this damn, twisted, blasphemous thing, looked at the first human in history to break through his sixth ring, and he laughed twistedly.

The laughter sounded like the voice of countless people combined, extremely distorted and terrifying, and at the moment this laughter appeared, Wang Ming's consciousness suddenly became blurred. He felt countless soft things wriggling on his body, and felt that his soul was being eroded by something, and at the moment this feeling appeared, a cold light suddenly appeared on his body, which dispelled those distorted existences and allowed Wang Ming's consciousness to return to his body.

Wang Ming opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, he was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him. It was a huge, magnificent and extremely beautiful palace. It was so perfect and beautiful, as if all the artists in the world came together and created something with their life-long learning and energy. Its beauty has surpassed time and space. It is an indescribable charm. All kinds of complex, perfect and twisted sculptures are used as decoration on the building. The concept they represent exudes a joyful power all the time.

The owner of this huge palace is none other than the Lord of Pleasure, Slaanesh, one of the four evil gods of the Warp. This damn thing finally dragged Wang Ming to his palace, and this means one thing, that is, Slaanesh himself is going to corrupt Wang Ming personally.

Wang Ming looked at the huge palace. Actually, he was still a little panicked, but the current situation did not allow him to panic. He looked at the huge palace and silently called out "Emperor" in his heart. At the moment he called out "Emperor", a cold light suddenly appeared beside him, and then the whole space seemed to be torn apart. The teeth-grinding sound of space cracking came from the entire space, and cold light also appeared from this space.

After hearing those voices, Wang Ming looked up at the sky, and saw a huge sun that had appeared in the sky at some point. The sun seemed to have no temperature, and the light it emitted had no temperature. It was not a real sun, but a subspace entity, a powerful subspace entity.

After seeing the huge Warp entity, Wang Ming smiled with relief. He finally completed his mission. Now he was looking forward to the moment when the Emperor would kill Slaanesh. However, he knew that it was absolutely impossible for the Emperor to kill Slaanesh. After all, each of these Warp evil gods was not easy to deal with. It was impossible to kill them easily.

This is indeed the case. Just after the cold sun tore through the defenses of Slaanesh's domain and entered it, Slaanesh put away his smile. He looked at the cold sun. Compared to the other Chaos Gods, Slaanesh's power was actually the weakest among them. He was actually very young when he was born. Even though gods already existed in the past, future and present at the moment of their birth, he was still the youngest Chaos God.

He looked at the cold sun, and after thinking for a while, he tentatively launched an attack towards the cold sun. Although he was the youngest and weakest among the Chaos Gods, he was not someone that could be easily killed by that man. A little bit of death was still possible for him. Moreover, Slaanesh had been looking forward to close contact with that man for a long time, and he expected the excitement and pleasure that guy would bring him.