Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 639: Psychic Power and Corruption Speed
"Sure enough, death is useless. I can be resurrected..."

Wang Ming looked at the two-dimensional corpse of the vampire on the ground. He shook the Hell Blade in his hand and looked at the other demons. He had just been killed by a vampire. Even though he fought to the limit of a mortal, his physical shortcomings and the lack of a suitable weapon still prevented him from using a piece of glass to kill a vampire.

However, after dying once, he still found a way to kill the vampire, using some very underworld means. After all, no matter how powerful the vampire is, you can't beat a steamroller. After dying once, Wang Ming went directly to a construction site, then found a steamroller, and drove the steamroller directly to the second dimension.

After sending the bloodletter to the second dimension, Wang Ming directly took away its weapon. Although this was a chaos weapon, the material of this weapon was completely a magic weapon on the earth in the 21st century. Using this thing to chop down demons could definitely break through their defenses.

"No, damn, you really want to use this kind of outburst to make me collapse? But this won't work on me. I have seen so many people die over the past few hundred years. Do you think I still care about this... I really do care. Stay away from those mortals!!"

Just when Wang Ming was thinking about putting an Imperial Sky Eagle on the Hellblade and engraving some Emperor's Words on it, he suddenly saw a group of demons and a group of humans walking towards him. He looked at those humans. Those humans were not strangers, but his relatives and friends.

Wang Ming looked at those demons and first fell into a burst of anger, but after a while, he immediately adjusted his emotions. The original body's thinking mode and the original question's thinking speed allowed him to adapt to various emotions very well. After he calmed down, he did not rush forward with the Hell Blade as he had said before.

After thinking for a while, Wang Ming prepared to run away. This was an illusion and it was not real. These relatives and friends were all fake, all fake. Wang Ming must remember this situation at all times.

But just when Wang Ming was about to run away, his body suddenly stopped in place. Wang Ming looked at his body in surprise and saw that it started to move directly and walked towards the demons and people without his control. He knew what was going on. This was the mental control of the psychic spell. It controlled his body, but his original-level mind could not be truly affected by the psychic spell. The psychic spell could only control his body by force.

And just after the psychic spell took control of his body, he walked step by step towards his relatives and friends. He raised the Hellblade high, and then swung it at them under the desperate eyes of his relatives and friends.

Wang Ming, who was unable to control his body, looked at this scene and the people who were being killed by his own body. He felt despair in his heart. Originally, he should not have had any reaction to these emotions, but now when this situation was really put in front of him, he still had a very strong emotional reaction.

He wanted to roar out and cry out, but his body was unable to make such movements. His body was completely controlled and he could only watch. He could not control his body, nor could he stop the massacre. He killed them with his own hands.

"Still a step too slow..."

Just as Wang Ming was standing on a pile of corpses, watching the people he had killed but unable to control his body, a subspace crack suddenly appeared beside Wang Ming. Xin Jian crawled out of the subspace crack. He looked at Wang Ming standing on the corpses and the demons around him. He sighed deeply. He was still a step late, or it could be said that this step was actually part of Tzeentch's plan.

But he no longer cared about these. He had thought one thing through clearly before. With his strong calculating ability, his action would definitely be calculated by Jianqi. So he found Lu Xiaoxiao and Wang Qing in advance and asked them to join the action. At least in Xin Jian's eyes, Lu Xiaoxiao and Wang Qing could at least be regarded as two things beyond Jianqi's calculations.

But these are just some possibilities. Tzeentch's ability to calculate is definitely not something he can guess. Maybe he has already stepped into Tzeentch's trap and has become a part of Tzeentch's calculations. But he has no choice. He knows how terrifying Tzeentch's illusion is now, so he must find a way to stop him, or at least provide some help to Wang Ming.

"You already have psychic powers, so let you regain your power in this illusion and make a big fuss in it. Make sure those demons will no longer be a threat to you and they can no longer control your actions. Make it easy for you to attack and defend, and become their nightmare!"

Xin Jian looked at Wang Ming, and suddenly he spoke to himself. Then psychic light began to flash around him. At the same time, layers of thin ice began to form on the ground. A huge psychic reaction appeared around Xin Jian. This was not a huge psychic spell or something like that, it was just a huge psychic effect.

Xin Jian was just changing Wang Ming's environment in this illusion. Wang Ming's body in this illusion was just a mortal's body, but it was not his real body. It was just an illusion created by magic. What Xin Jian had to do was to give Wang Ming's power back to him, allowing him to kill everyone in this illusion and destroy the entire illusion.

But the current situation is completely different from Xin Jian's idea, because he found that he could not change Wang Ming's body. At most, he could only allow Wang Ming to regain his psychic power. As for the physical fitness of the original body, that was not something he could do. But it's better this way. In this situation, it is better to have psychic power than not. At least the combat effectiveness is improved, right?
After Xin Jian unlocked Wang Ming's psychic power, Wang Ming finally got rid of the control of those demons. He looked at the corpses around him, and then felt the familiar power in his body. He pulled the Hell Blade out of the corpse on the ground, and then turned to look at the demons that had controlled his body before. A terrible feeling emanated from Wang Ming's body, and those demons also felt that strange feeling. They looked at Wang Ming and suddenly realized something, and then suddenly laughed, as if they saw something very funny, but just as they were laughing, an invisible force directly shredded them all into pieces.

Wang Ming looked at the demons that were strangled to pieces. He didn't know why he suddenly understood why those demons were looking at him and laughing. It was because those demons knew that he had obtained psychic powers, and psychic powers were what Tzeentch loved the most. Psychic powers might also accelerate the speed of his corruption.

"Everything is calculated, and I have gradually begun to think in that way, as if everything is within my thinking range, and I can't stop this kind of thing..."

After Wang Ming thought about these things clearly, he looked at Xin Jian who had walked to his side, and Xin Jian had obviously thought of this place as well. His face was as green as a bitter gourd, his teeth were clenched and his brows were furrowed. He originally wanted to help Wang Ming, but he didn't expect that after Wang Ming regained his spiritual power, this would actually accelerate the corruption process. He wished he could give himself a few big beatings right now. Sure enough, Jianqi had calculated everything.

"Don't be so sad. This is not a big problem. He wants to corrupt my soul. Let's see if He has the ability to do so. Now let's continue and completely destroy this damn place, and then find a way to leave the illusion."

Wang Ming patted the frowning Xin Jian in front of him. He didn't really care about his concerns about his beliefs or his previous thoughts. Since he had been dragged here, he might as well just keep killing people here and see if he could kill his way out. If he could kill his way out, that would be great. But if he couldn't... To put it bluntly, Wang Ming knew one thing.

There is a fragment of the Emperor's soul in his body. If the time really comes that he is about to be corrupted, then this fragment of the Emperor's soul will become his last resort. He can use this fragment to completely burn his own soul to give Tzeentch a big blow, or see if he can use this fragment to pull the Emperor over and pluck all the feathers of Tzeentch's big blue birds.

Wang Ming always has a backup plan. If Tzeentch can plot, then can't Wang Ming do the same? Although his plot is like a child's trick compared to that terrible Chaos Evil God, under certain circumstances, he does have the means to counter the Chaos Evil God. You know, Wang Ming is not fighting alone. Behind him is the entire human empire, the saint on the golden throne, and the brothers of the entire 21st Legion.

The current situation has not reached the final moment, far from it. As long as the fragments of the Emperor's soul are in his body, he still has the last resort to use. Moreover, he believes that the Emperor already knows what is happening now. The Emperor will come and beat up the twisted mollusk in the subspace!
"You really have turned against me. I have always known about this. You have always believed that you are still a part of the human race, but humans no longer accept you, right? Your thoughts are just wishful thinking. You are no longer a real human being. You are my demon prince, the existence that humans hate the most in this universe. And now, because of your wishful thinking, Wang Ming is being corrupted by me faster."

Just as Wang Ming was thinking this, Jianqi's voice suddenly appeared in Xin Jian's mind. The tone of that voice seemed to be mocking, and sarcasm, but more of it was a kind of gloating. He kept mocking Xin Jian's ridiculous betrayal, mocking Xin Jian's current position and identity, and gloating that Xin Jian's actions accelerated the speed of Wang Ming's corruption.

"Get out of my mind! I am what I am now because of you! I am a human, I have always been a human! No matter how much you say I am a human, the fact cannot be changed, and I will always be loyal to humans! Shut up, you damned subspace bastard!!"

Xin Jian listened to Tzeentch's words in his mind and roared out loud. He kept yelling at Tzeentch, trying to vent his anger with curses, but his curses could only be responded with Tzeentch's mocking laughter. In Tzeentch's view, everything Xin Jian insisted on was ridiculous. Human beings no longer recognized his identity as a human being, and his true form now was fundamentally different from the human species.

A large amount of blessings have transformed his body into the form of a demon prince. In fact, because of his psychic spells, he can control the appearance of his body at will, but the state of the Warp Demon can never be changed. As long as he exerts his abilities to the fullest, he will reveal his true appearance, an incomparably terrifying Tzeentch Demon Prince.

"Damn Tzeentch, damn Chaos God! I was supposed to follow you to conquer the stars, but now I have become this monster! Damn Chaos God! Damn thing!"

Xin Jian looked at Wang Ming, and suddenly he grabbed Wang Ming's arms with grievance, as if he was telling Wang Ming all the grievances in his heart. He kept talking to Wang Ming with a little out of control. And as he kept talking, his terrible Naruto power turned everything around into pieces. The surrounding streets and buildings were all shredded into pieces by his terrible spiritual power.

Wang Ming looked at Xin Jian, who was obviously out of control, and he made a prompt decision to slap him on the head. The spiritual power went directly into Xin Jian's brain from his hand and forced him to calm down. Xin Jian, who had calmed down, looked at Wang Ming. He scratched his head awkwardly, and then tried to communicate with Lu Xiaoxiao and Wang Qing, asking the two people outside to think of a solution quickly.

After Wang Ming learned that he could communicate with Lu Xiaoxiao and Wang Qing, a very bad idea suddenly came to his mind. That is, can he let the time travelers in? Not to bring their souls in, but to let them kill them directly. According to what Xin Jian said about this illusion, it seems that this is indeed possible.

(End of this chapter)