Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 640: Wang Ming was chopped into dumpling stuffing

"Oh my god, this is what you call unlocking psychic power!! That's how you unlocked it!? It's useless!"

On a street, Wang Ming and Xin Jian kept running. From time to time, they turned their heads to look at the demons chasing them from behind, but they did not release psychic spells as before, because some previous events had consumed all their psychic energy. And they also discovered one thing, that is, they could not replenish their psychic energy, and now they could only be chased and hacked by these demons.

"Brother Wang! You have to think of a solution! If we keep going on like this, we'll both be turned into dumpling fillings!"

Xin Jian looked at Wang Ming who was running beside him. He spoke to Wang Ming with a look of horror, but Wang Ming just looked back at him and then lay directly on the ground. This action made Xin Jian confused. Xin Jian looked at Wang Ming on the ground. He was completely confused. He had no idea what Wang Ming was trying to do.

"You go first and don't worry about me. I won't die anyway. Let them chop me into dumpling stuffing to buy time for you."

Wang Ming looked at Xin Jian and gave him a thumbs up, then spoke to him seriously. The moment he said this, the atmosphere between the two became very touching. Xin Jian looked at Wang Ming with great emotion, then he turned around and ran away without even saying a word. He was so decisive and so quick, without any hesitation at all.

"Oh my god... you run much faster than me..."

Wang Ming looked at Xin Jian who ran out in a flash. He felt sick looking at his back. Xin Jian's speed was too fast. He still needed him to delay time for him. Damn Xin Jian, why didn't you tell me earlier that you were running so fast? I'm just lying here alone.

But just when Wang Ming was about to curse at Xin Jian, he no longer had the chance, because the demons had already rushed up, and their big feet stepped directly on him. They came in groups, like mountains and seas. They didn't even need to attack directly, they just stepped on Wang Ming into dumpling stuffing. This should be the most frustrating death for Wang Ming, as he was trampled to death by demons.

"Tannd..., wait for me..."

Wang Ming, who had been trampled into dumpling filling, got up from the ground and reassembled into a human body. He looked at the demons chasing Xin Jian, thinking about how to bring the time travelers into this space, and then kill all the way to the realm of Tzeentch, and think of a way to directly blow up Tzeentch's palace.

But just when he got up, he suddenly felt something staring at him from behind. Then he turned around and was stunned. There were groups of demons standing behind him, staring at him silently.

Wang Ming was not afraid either. As the protector of the human empire and the leader of the 21st Legion, he had never been afraid. He looked at the things on the ground and found the Hell's Blade that he had tied behind his back. He picked up the Hell's Blade from the ground and prepared to fight those demons.

Wang Ming raised the Hell Blade high and pointed it at the demons. For a moment, Wang Ming had the aura of a man standing alone against ten thousand men. But was this really the case? Of course it wasn't.

The demons looked at Wang Ming who was holding up the Hell Blade, their eyes full of mockery. They knew Wang Ming's current level. He was just an ordinary person. Even if his nerve reaction was strong, if his hardware was not up to the standard, no matter how powerful his software was, it would only be a burden.

But they still underestimated the current Wang Ming. Although the current Wang Ming could not solve them cleanly and neatly, he could run away cleanly and neatly. What could he do to the demons in front of him? Before, those demons were trampled into dumpling fillings by him. Now if people start fighting, they will be chopped into pieces directly. What's the point of fighting? Whoever wants to fight, let him fight.

"The mountains remain unchanged, the rivers remain flowing. Just wait, I will run first, and then I will find a way to kill you..."

Wang Ming looked at those demons, his momentum was so strong that it seemed as if he was going to rush towards them at the next moment, but he said something harsh to those demons in Chinese. Anyway, those demons absolutely could not understand Chinese, so it was okay to talk nonsense, since they couldn't understand it anyway.

However, Wang Ming missed an important factor in his consideration, that is, other demons could not understand it, but the Tzeentch demons could understand it. These demons who were good at exploring all the knowledge in the entire universe definitely had their own learning of the ancient Chinese language.

I don't know which Tzeentch demon was the first to yell that Wang Ming wanted to run away, and then all the demons knew about it, and they started to move. Looking at these moving demons, Wang Ming wanted to slap himself a dozen times. Why did he say those things? ?

But now, Wang Ming's momentum was gone. He turned around and ran away the moment those demons started to act. It was absolutely impossible for him to fight them. He would never be able to fight them in his entire life. He had no physical fitness, no psychic power, and he was just a fool. If he rushed forward, he would be a dead end.

Just as Wang Ming was running away, a piece of space was suddenly torn apart on the path that Wang Ming had to take, just like a piece of white paper was torn apart, as if the surrounding space and the torn space were not on the same layer. In this extremely incongruous thing, a man in blood-red armor finally squeezed out of the thing, and his armor almost got stuck in the hole of the thing.

“Oh my god, this place is exactly like the Earth, except that those demons are too annoying. Well... I’ll throw the teleportation beacon here first, and then... I can kill as many people as I want!” Wang Qing looked at this illusion designed based on the Earth, and at the demons chasing humans on the streets. The anger in his heart overwhelmed his reason again, but before he rushed up to chop the demons, he threw the teleportation beacon he had taken from the traversers to the ground.

According to the time travelers from the First Engineer Corps, all you have to do is start this thing and throw it on the ground. You don't have to worry about anything else and can just do your own thing.

So after completing such a simple task, Wang Qing rushed directly towards those demons. He waved the blood-red sword in his hand and killed those demons with great enthusiasm. However, he seemed to have forgotten one thing. Although the teleportation beacon can be used by throwing it on the ground, you have to activate the teleportation beacon first. What's the use of just throwing it on the ground!
"What's going on now? Didn't they say that we could drop the teleportation beacon there in ten minutes? It's already been eleven minutes, why is there still no movement?"

Just when Wang Qing had forgotten about transmitting the beacon and was constantly killing demons, in a certain world in the real universe, Hu Jin and Wang Xiaofa were looking at the data board in their hands. They looked at the time on it and found that it was now more than one minute past the stipulated time. Did this mean that their plan had failed?
According to their previous plan, the teleportation beacon would be activated by Wang Qing the moment he entered that area, and within one minute after activation, all the travelers would be teleported to that area to start the rescue plan for Wang Ming, and at the same time find a way to burn the Tzeentch Realm to ashes. But now that one minute has passed, is there something wrong with the teleportation beacon? Or did Wang Qing not get in at all?

"Don't be so anxious. Wait a little longer. Wang Qing must have brought the teleportation beacon with him. It is impossible for the teleportation beacon to fail. I am very confident in my creation."

Xu Zheng, who had just returned from the Webway, looked at his companions around him. He spoke to his brothers, and then kept thinking that his technology should be fine, and it could be used normally in the subspace. He had experimented with this more than once in and outside the Webway.

At the same time, the legion think tanks who were used as guinea pigs by him had complained about the effect of this thing more than once. Crossing the barrier between the real universe and the subspace and forcibly opening a subspace portal only cost the drain of the psychic energy of all the think tanks once.

"Let's just wait a little longer. If that doesn't work, we can have a large number of think tanks ask the local authorities how to get there, and then send a warship directly into the subspace and fight our way there."

Hu Jin looked at Xu Zheng beside him, nodded to Xu Zheng, agreeing with his decision to wait a little longer, then took out a box of canned ant bull food and started roasting it with the promethium flamethrower beside him. He had not eaten before because he was busy finding this wild planet for teleportation, so now Qianqian would eat a can of ant bull food.

Time passed by minute by minute. The time in the real universe and the subspace are definitely different. Only about one minute passed in the real universe, but half an hour had passed in the subspace, and Wang Ming had been chased by those demons for half an hour.

During this process, he also saw Wang Qing, and Wang Qing's condition was not very good. He didn't know if his abilities were deprived after coming to this space, or if he was sealed by the power of Tzeentch. When Wang Qing just came in, he could chop demons like chopping watermelons, but now only half an hour has passed, and he has begun to show some reactions of exhaustion. This is extremely abnormal.

You know, among the many blessings that Khorne gave him, the blessings regarding physical strength were simply outrageous. It was impossible for his physical strength to be completely consumed in just half an hour. However, in this illusion, his physical strength was indeed consumed in half an hour. Now he is being suppressed by demons, all kinds of demons, including those of Khorne.

Khorne does not care what is loyal to him. All he cares about is killing and war, and the eternal courage. These are what Khorne, the God of War, really cares about.

Today's Wang Qing just fits this characteristic. Even though he does not have much physical strength now and is completely suppressed by various demons, he has not given up the desire to fight. He still swings the blood-red sword in his hand, constantly killing demons. He roars for humanity and for the Golden Throne, with his blasphemous chaotic body, swinging the blade to fight for humanity.

As for Wang Qing's situation, although Wang Ming wanted to help, seeing how fierce the battle was, he would just be chopped into dumpling stuffing if he rushed forward. What was the point of rushing forward? Was he just delivering food?
Now Wang Ming can only rely on Wang Qing to attract a large number of demons' firepower, and then continue to move step by step in this place, trying to find tools that can help Wang Qing. The city where Wang Ming lived before he crossed over was not too big. Wang Ming still knew the locations of some places in this city, such as where the militia training camp was in this city.

Wang Ming just wanted to go to the militia training camp in this city to get some weapons. After all, with his current physical condition, it would be safer to use hot weapons. He also didn't have to worry about the lack of hot weapons in this illusion. Since this illusion was created according to Wang Ming's subconscious memory, some of the details in it were definitely consistent with Wang Ming's previous memories.

When Wang Ming was walking, he suddenly had a feeling that if he walked in a certain direction, he would definitely find something. Wang Ming didn't know where this feeling came from, but his subconscious mind still made his body move in this direction. And just as he was moving, Wang Ming was suddenly tripped by something and fell directly to the ground.

When Wang Ming got up from the ground and looked at the object that tripped him, he suddenly ran with the thing in his arms. Although he didn't recognize this thing and didn't know what model of teleportation beacon it was, he recognized the words on it. It was a teleportation beacon produced by the 21st Legion. Sure enough, Wang Qing and the others brought in the things that the time travelers brought into this place.

Just as Wang Ming was running away with the teleportation beacon, Xin Jian suddenly appeared from somewhere. He ran side by side with Wang Ming, and then looked at the teleportation beacon in Wang Ming's hand. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that something was wrong with it. It seemed that the thing was not started.

"Brother Wang, is the teleportation beacon you are holding not activated?"

Xin Jian looked at the teleportation beacon that Wang Ming was holding. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was an unactivated device. Finally, he couldn't help but remind Wang Ming. Wang Ming looked at the teleportation beacon in his hand and fiddled with it awkwardly. He didn't recognize the model of this teleportation beacon at all. It should be a new product of the First Engineer Corps. He was really embarrassed.