Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 777 Wang Ming’s “Great Gift”

The laser cannon on Perturabo's arm hit Wang Ming's head directly. This time, even Wang Ming's helmet could not withstand it and was instantly evaporated. Under the helmet, Wang Ming's head was also instantly evaporated by the energy beam of the laser cannon. Even the Primarch could not withstand such a terrible attack.

However, at the moment when Perturabo's laser cannon killed Wang Ming, Wang Ming's body suddenly moved. The headless body twisted and turned, and ran in front of Perturabo strangely, and then punched Perturabo on the head. This strange scene made Perturabo feel confused, but it reacted quickly and raised its hand to grab the arm that Wang Ming hit it.

"Why haven't you died yet? Even the immortals can't do this..."

Perturabo looked at Wang Ming's moving headless body. He was very confused about Wang Ming's situation. Even immortals would die for a short period of time after losing their heads, but why could Wang Ming continue to move during the period of death?

"Because I am resurrected!"

Just when Perturabo was feeling puzzled, Wang Ming's head suddenly appeared on Wang Ming's headless body, just like a scene from some grotesque drama. The head first appeared on Wang Ming's neck in the form of a skull, and then a large amount of flesh and blood instantly appeared on his skull. The flesh and blood continued to cover the skull, gradually repairing Wang Ming's head.

Wang Ming, to be honest, didn't know what the hell his immortal physique was. He originally thought that this was just an ability given to him by the system, but this ability had the characteristics of the immortals in this universe. Every time he died, his resurrection speed would be accelerated, and every death would make his next resurrection faster. Up to now, Wang Ming was just passing through the subspace. He was slapped back as soon as he saw the emperor. As he returned to the real universe from the subspace, his body would be repaired in that instant.

This resulted in him being able to use his crippled body to continue moving after being killed by Perturabo, because his soul returned from the warp in the instant after his death.

Because of this situation, Wang Ming, to be honest, experienced the most uncomfortable resurrection among all his resurrections. His soul suddenly returned to his body, but his head was repaired slower than his soul. This resulted in Wang Ming not being able to see where Perturabo was when he just returned to his body. He could only rush towards Perturabo based on the position where he had seen Perturabo before.

The blow towards Perturabo's head was purely an unintentional action by Wang Ming. His head had begun to repair at that time, and he could barely see a blurry thing in front of him. He identified that thing as Perturabo, and then he punched it directly. Unexpectedly, the punch hit Perturabo's head directly. This was really a bit like a cat meeting a dead mouse.

After Wang Ming's arm was caught by Perturabo, Wang Ming immediately swung his other arm towards Perturabo's head. He didn't even want to break free from his caught arm. After all, his resurrection speed was too fast now, and he could completely exchange his life for injury. Since he could do this, he would not fight too skillfully with this demon primarch. He would try his best to play to his advantages.

When Wang Ming's other fist swung towards Perturabo's head, Perturabo responded immediately. The hand that was grabbing Wang Ming's arm instantly turned into a sharp blade. When that arm turned into a sharp blade, the arm of Wang Ming that it had previously grabbed was instantly chopped into pieces by the blade. The power armor and flesh and blood flew in front of Wang Ming, but Wang Ming did not feel too much pain. After all, the feeling of pain was something that everyone in the 21st Legion was already very accustomed to. It was just an arm. It was not a direct death. It was not a big problem.

As Perturabo's arm turned into a sharp blade and smashed Wang Ming's arm into pieces, Perturabo also raised his warhammer to block Wang Ming's other fist that was swinging towards his head. Wang Ming's fist hit directly on the hammer head covered with the decomposition field.

In that instant, Wang Ming's arm also turned into pieces, but this was not something that Wang Ming paid too much attention to. This kind of injury could be recovered in an instant. Now, Wang Ming's goal had been achieved, and he had successfully gotten very close to Perturabo.

As the distance between him and Perturabo got closer, Wang Ming kicked Perturabo on the body. However, that kick was with Perturabo's hammer, which was carrying Wang Ming's warp-space essence. He did not have time to swing it to dispel the warp-space essence. Almost in an instant, Perturabo was ignited by Wang Ming's golden flame.

After Perturabo Station was ignited by the golden flame, it let out a very painful wail. The pain was heart-wrenching and unforgettable. After all, under the burning of the essence of the warp, the pain this guy felt acted on his soul, just like the pain of a mortal being burned by flames. This kind of pain was something Perturabo had never felt before.

And now it also knows why its brothers are so afraid of Wang Ming. It is not only because of Wang Ming's power of the warp essence, but also because of Wang Ming's immortal physique that can never be killed. This guy is not a normal Primarch at all. To quote Konrad Curze, this guy is a monster, a monster created by their father.

Wang Ming looked at Perturabo who was burned by the golden flames, his eyes full of admiration for him. At least this guy was not like other demon primarchs who committed suicide and returned to the warp after being burned by the golden flames. He was still standing there and being burned. How brave he was.

Wang Ming also took advantage of Perturabo's pain, and after his two arms were repaired, he picked up his golden power sword and chopped it off with one sword. He then snatched the hammer from Perturabo's arm that was holding the hammer. Wang Ming looked at the hammer that Perturabo had made for him, which was engraved with chaos runes and chaos octagon, but its relationship with chaos was limited to this. This thing was made by the Soulless One, and it was itself an anti-psychic weapon. The possibility of these things being corrupted is almost zero. At most, the user is a demon primarch. When the time comes, all you need to do is grind off the Chaos Runes and Chaos Octagon on it, and then engrave the Imperial Sky Eagle and the Emperor's Words on it, and it will be a loyal weapon again. Wang Ming just lost his Eternal Life recently, and it just so happens that Perturabo just happened to send him a warhammer. How great it is. This is a true good brother. Since he is here, why bring any gifts? Thinking of this, Wang Ming immediately took out a portable angle grinder from the system, then closed the decomposition position of the warhammer, and began to purify this so-called chaos weapon.

After Wang Ming got Perturabo's hammer, Perturabo also felt that the hammer in his hand disappeared. He endured the unforgettable pain and looked at Wang Ming in front of him. Then he saw Wang Ming using an angle grinder to grind his hammer madly. He watched the Chaos Eight-pointed Star and Chaos Rune on his hammer being ground flat by Wang Ming. Perturabo was so heartbroken. He spent a lot of effort to build it. Wang Ming not only snatched it away, but also used an angle grinder to grind the Chaos Rune and Chaos Eight-pointed Star on it. Is this something a human would do? Is this something a human would do?

“Wang Ming!!”

Perturabo endured the pain of his soul being burned and pounced directly at Wang Ming. However, his flexibility was definitely not as good as Wang Ming's. Wang Ming dodged sideways and avoided Perturabo's attack. He continued to use his angle grinder to grind the Chaos Octagon on the war hammer.

Perturabo is no longer a threat now. It even has difficulty walking, and it has no intention of escaping, so Wang Ming just ignores it and decides to smooth out the Chaos Octagon on the warhammer first and then deal some magical damage to Perturabo.

Perturabo watched in despair as Wang Ming continued to use his angle grinder to grind the Chaos Eight-pointed Star on the warhammer. The angle grinder grinded on the hammer head of the warhammer, sparks flew, and the sparks and the burning golden flames on Perturabo's body illuminated his body. Perturabo howled angrily, feeling the pain in his body as well as the pain in his mind. Wang Ming's act of seizing its weapon in front of it made it feel very uncomfortable. At the same time, Wang Ming's act of forcibly turning its weapon into his own made it feel very angry and annoyed.

Facing Perturabo's anger, Wang Ming expressed his great happiness, and then picked up the processed hammer without any carvings. He swung the hammer and smashed it directly on Perturabo's head. He did not activate the decomposition position, and he did not want Perturabo to die. After all, if this guy was really killed by the hammer, although the Soul Master's soulless force field might cause it to be seriously injured, it was not as good as killing it completely.

Wang Ming just hit Perturabo's head with one hammer, causing him to retreat several steps. When Wang Ming was using the hammer, he did not forget the characteristics of the hammer. He knew that the hammer was used to deal with his warp essence, so when he just took back the hammer, Wang Ming added some warp essence to Perturabo. The flames continued to burn, and Perturabo kept wailing.

At this moment, Wang Ming threw away the war hammer in his hand and picked up his golden power sword. The golden flame instantly covered the power sword, and Wang Ming also aimed the tip of the power sword at Perturabo's head.

"Hahaha! My brother..., do you really think you have a sure win? Do you really think I haven't considered this situation?!"

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Just as Wang Ming's sword was about to chop off Perturabo's head, Perturabo suddenly laughed, and then its body began to twist continuously. The body that originally looked like a Primarch quickly became larger and larger, until finally, it turned into a monster made of metal and flesh, like the kind of giant that only appears in nightmares, made up of countless machines, steel, and flesh.

The golden flame on its body slowly went out as its body gradually grew larger. This was a very abnormal phenomenon. After all, no matter how big its body became, it was actually a demon prince, an entity in the subspace, not something in the real universe. The golden flame burning on its body would not go out as its body grew larger, but would only burn more violently as its body grew larger. It seemed that this guy had put a lot of effort into dealing with Wang Ming. At least his plan definitely had a backup plan.

When Wang Ming looked at the situation, there was no panic or confusion on his face. He just squatted down and quickly picked up the warhammer on the ground. Then he held the warhammer in one hand and his golden power sword in the other. Except for the hammer head of the warhammer, his whole body was completely covered by golden flames.

His figure in front of the transformed Perturabo was like an ant, except that this ant could bite Perturabo's elephant to death. After Perturabo turned into that form, his height was at least fifteen meters, almost the same as Magnus. The difference in size was not a big problem for Wang Ming.

Wang Ming held the power sword in one hand and the war hammer in the other. Just when Perturabo thought that Wang Ming would engage in direct combat with him, Wang Ming suddenly turned around and ran away. That speed was something Perturabo could not catch up with at all. It is conceivable how difficult it would be to catch a Primarch running at full speed.

Just as Wang Ming's figure disappeared in front of Perturabo, Perturabo suddenly felt the temperature behind him suddenly rise. He immediately twisted his twisted head made of steel and flesh and looked behind him. Just as Perturabo looked behind him, he suddenly saw no less than thousands of traversers with golden flames burning all over their bodies staring at him.

This is the biggest gift Wang Ming prepared for Perturabo. Thousands of time travelers who had been possessed by him and drank the blood of the Primarch could completely suppress the demon Primarch with numbers. Even the demon Primarch could not feel any advantage under the continuous siege of these immortal fifth evil gods and demon armies.