Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 736 Hell
"Can you fix some more? Just some..."

Wang Ming looked at the scientists of the Human Federation in front of him who were a little exhausted due to extreme tension. He asked them unwillingly, for this repair work, these federal scientists only repaired some very small parts of the Golden Throne. It can indeed delay the collapse of the Golden Throne, but the delay time is not as long as previously thought. It can only be said that it is better than nothing.

"No, that's the best we can do, unless we shut down the Golden Throne, but that's totally impossible... Damn it! If only we could learn more about the design of the Golden Throne, Captain Wang Ming, it would be great if you could take us to find the black colored glaze you mentioned before. According to you, that thing is the prototype of the Golden Throne. If we can study it, we probably can repair it... or even completely repair the Golden Throne without shutting it down and affecting its operation."

The scientists in front of Wang Ming looked at Wang Ming. Among them, an old professor from the Federation who was the most authoritative in the research of various scientific and technological creations of the Federation explained to Wang Ming the difficulty of repairing the Golden Throne. They could indeed repair a lot of functions of the Golden Throne to a certain extent, but this was based on having the original design of the Golden Throne and being able to temporarily shut down the Golden Throne. However, they could not do either of these two things. They did not have the original design. They only had some simple understanding of the Golden Throne, which was told to them by the Emperor.

The Emperor is also a scientist from the Federation era, but even He cannot completely solve this problem. They have no choice but to repair as much as they can. So if they want to repair the Golden Throne, they still need to find the black glass. At least they need to get more information about the Golden Throne.

After the task of repairing the Golden Throne was completed, Wang Ming brought the federal scientists back to the fleet. There was no way he would leave them on Holy Terra. If these old comrades were to see the immoral things of the Human Empire, if one or two of them died of anger, he would have no place to cry.

"Well, we've almost killed off all the Chaos Space Marines, but I feel like there are more and more demons."

At the same time, in the webway, Hu Jin looked at the Chaos Space Marine's head that had been pierced in his hand. For them, this was the best trophy and their sacrifice to the God-Emperor. They had killed countless Chaos Space Marines so far, and the number of Chaos Space Marines had obviously decreased a lot. However, although the number of Chaos Space Marines had decreased, the number of demons, demon princes, and great demons seemed to be increasing for some reason. These Chaos things had now filled the webway space on the front line.

Their terrifying numbers even made the time travelers a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, two time traveler corps had already arrived in the webway, along with a large number of mortal auxiliary troops and a large amount of new equipment from the First Engineer Corps, as well as the Titans and pilots of a newly formed Titan Corps in the fleet. Although the Titan Corps currently had no combat effectiveness due to the on-site assembly of Titans,

But the other supports also barely stabilized the front line. At present, the battle here has begun to infinitely approach the First Webway War. Endless demons continue to attack the Empire's troops in the Webway. A large number of traversers have died many times. If it were not for their immortal ability, this battle might not have lasted so long.

On the front line today, countless corpses of time travelers, Chaos Space Marines, and demons have covered the entire ground. It can be said that the time travelers are now fighting among the corpses. Today's front line of the Webway battlefield is like a real hell. No, it is the real hell. The demons are roaring in hell, and the human angels from the mortal world are fighting those demons desperately. Hell and demons cannot threaten the human home planet through them. This is human territory, and they will definitely take it back.

Today's time travelers don't even need supply companies to supply weapons and equipment. After they are resurrected on the front lines, they just search among the piles of corpses on the ground. No matter if it's a demon weapon or any other weapon, as long as they can use it, it's a good weapon. No matter what it is, the power of chaos cannot affect them anyway.

"Ah, why is it the second group's powered folding stool again? There are also powered bricks, and a bloodletting sword would be fine too."

A traverser who had just resurrected picked up two weapons from the pile of corpses on the ground, and then he was ready to continue chopping the demons. However, after seeing the appearance of the two weapons he had just picked up, he felt terrible. How did he get the weapons of the Second Regiment? As we all know, the weapons of the Second Regiment are very good, but this is only for the traversers of the Second Regiment. However, for the traversers who are not from the Second Regiment, these things are just a bunch of shit, because these weapons are really too weird.

Things like power bricks and power folding stools. There were even time travelers from the second group who carried power toothpicks with them. Time travelers from other groups didn't understand why such things appeared on the battlefield. The item printer on the Sun Fortress was easy to use and the fleet's technology was powerful, but they wouldn't come up with such weird things. And they thought power toothpicks were weird enough. Then, time travelers from other groups found a pair of power shorts on the body of a time traveler from the second group. Yes, power shorts.

Who knows what purpose this guy had in making this thing? And I only wore it on my body. The key point is to look at the condition of this guy's body. This guy also killed several demons with this pair of shorts. It is hard not to remind people of a legend of the 21st Legion, that is, after being possessed by the emperor, the emperor may let go of himself and run naked on the battlefield.

So everyone thought that this time traveler must have been possessed by the emperor, otherwise they really didn't want to admit that there would be such an abstract existence among their comrades. However, everyone in the Second Regiment didn't take these situations seriously. They didn't have too many requirements for their weapons, and they often customized them according to their own wishes. In fact, the weapons and equipment displayed by the Second Regiment now were just the tip of the iceberg of their abstract style.

In fact, in the Second Regiment’s base in the fleet, their abstract weapons can fill up several warehouses. Things like power bricks and power folding stools are endless. It looks like a furniture store at first glance, with all kinds of daily necessities and even clothes. But God knows what kind of deal they have reached with the First Engineer Regiment. Anyway, so far, the First Engineer Regiment still has a production line dedicated to supplying the Second Regiment. As for the things produced in it, they are varied.

Compared to the depression of other regiments after getting these strange weapons, the second regiment did not have such troubles. On the battlefield, they could use everything around them as weapons. Although other regiments could do so, they were still a little uncomfortable. After all, most of the troops fighting with the second regiment were newly formed regiments. These traversers were not the traversers who fought with Wang Ming in this galaxy at the beginning, but were recruited by the subspace fraud in the later period. Most of the old regiments had actually been taken away by the second fleet of the 21st Legion. At present, they were following Wang Xiaofa's first regiment to continue exploring a dark corner in the galaxy. Most of the regiments on the fleet were newly established regiments that had only followed the 21st Legion in the war for decades, but they were actually not much worse than those old traversers. Anyway, traversers could not die, and their combat experience could be accumulated in battle. This cyber war was a good opportunity for them to accumulate combat experience.

As the time travelers on the front line were resurrected one by one, they continued to fight against the demons, waving all kinds of weapons in their hands, including the standard power swords of the 21st Legion, various strange weapons and equipment of the Second Regiment, and weapons of the demons. Today's time travelers are not picky at all. Of course, except for those too strange weapons of the Second Regiment, after all, no one would want to wave a pair of shorts equipped with decomposition force around on the battlefield.

Compared to the time travelers who are almost going crazy with killing, their enemies are a little puzzled. A large number of demons are confused by the warriors of the 21st Legion who cannot be killed at all, especially the demons of Khorne. It is the first time for them to see mortals who are crazier than themselves.

These guys have no fear of death, nor of getting hurt. There is no tactics in their fighting. At most, they use some techniques, and dodging is not one of them. Everything is for attacking, even if they get stabbed a few more times. They even want to keep attacking at the moment they are killed. They have never seen such an enemy before.

If it weren't for the numerical advantage, these demons really wouldn't be able to fight against these demons in the real universe. Yes, demons in the real universe. This is what the demons think of these guys. Some of these guys have the same immortal ability as them, and are even crazier than them.

These guys are definitely the demons of that man, the demon army of that cursed man, but in the name of their gods, they will definitely complete their mission and will not let their master down.

The thunder of the Warp appeared in the webway. It was the power from the Great Demon Tzeentch. The thunder from the High Heaven swept across the entire battlefield, and then hundreds of traversers were turned into pieces in the thunder. However, hundreds of traversers rushed towards Tzeentch who was casting spells under the thunder. Even though their bodies would be smashed into pieces by the thunder on the way of charge, their footsteps did not stop at all. The speed of the Astartes was brought to the extreme in them.

However, this extreme speed did not have much effect in front of the thunder from the Supreme Heaven. Their bodies were still being shattered in this thunder, but this thunder from the Supreme Heaven would always dissipate, and the moment it dissipated, a power sword burning with golden flames was directly inserted into the head of Tzeentch.

After being hit by the power sword, the body of the Great Demon Tzeentch was quickly ignited. The person who threw the power sword was a royal guard covered in golden flames. He pulled out the power sword from the pile of corpses. After doing all this, he nodded to the traversers around him and continued to join the battlefield.

The Legion of the Damned stands with the time travelers. They fight together with these souls from other worlds. They kill enemies together with their colleagues. This is not only an order from the Emperor, but also their wish. In the First Webway War, they disappointed the Emperor. They died in the endless tide of magic. They did not complete their mission, and now they have the opportunity to make up for this regret.

Loyal men will never let the Emperor down. They use their guns and swords to block countless evil demons from the lives of all living beings in the Empire. The blades in their hands are stained with the blood of demons and heretics, and the power armor on their bodies is stained with their glory. On the battlefield today, whether mortals or Astartes, they all have the same glory and the same faith. They understand what they are doing and what kind of existence they are protecting. They are solving problems for their God-Emperor and helping their God-Emperor fight the enemy.

They knew that the Emperor was with them!!
"Boys! The Emperor is with us, the Lord Protector is with us, who are we!"

The political commissars of the Mortal Auxiliary Army held up the flags of their own corps and shouted loudly to the soldiers. They were the elite troops of the Mortal Auxiliary Army who came to support the front line. Compared with their comrades who were ready to support in the rear, they were the real elite of the Mortal Auxiliary Army above the fleet. The history of these Mortal Auxiliary Army corps can be traced back to the first time Wang Ming came to Saint Terra to recruit Mortal Auxiliary Army. Wang Ming once personally delivered their flags to the Mortal Auxiliary Army of these corps.

As the successors of those warriors who have fought with the 21st Legion until now, they have not brought shame to the military flags awarded to their legions by the Primarch himself. They are the ever-victorious army of the 21st Legion's Mortal Auxiliary Army, the elite of the elite in the Mortal Auxiliary Army. They are qualified, like the Astartes, to join the battle against those monsters on a priority basis. They all have medals of honor awarded to them by the Primarch himself for various combat exploits, and they will not let down the glory given to them by the Primarch himself.

"We are the army of the Emperor of God! We are the elite among mortals! We are warriors who are no less powerful than angels! We are the pride of His Highness the Duke of the Protectorate! We are the ever-victorious army of the 21st Legion of Mortal Auxiliary Forces! All of our equipment was personally customized for us by His Highness the Duke of the Protectorate! We will not let His Highness the Duke of the Protectorate down!"

The mortal auxiliary troops looked at their political commissars. They responded loudly to their political commissars, then straightened their bodies and walked towards the hell ahead without hesitation.