Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 778: The Essence of Perturabo

The thousands of travelers looked at Perturabo, their bodies covered in golden flames. They drank the blood of their own original gene bodies. They had never felt their bodies were so strong. The improvement brought to their bodies by the blood of the original gene bodies was too great. The think tanks among them even possessed some of Wang Ming's powerful psychic power.

Originally their psychic powers were very terrifying, and now their psychic powers have been enhanced to an even more terrifying level by the blood of the Primarch. The powerful improvement in physical fitness has made the traversers full of confidence. Even when facing a demon Primarch, the traversers have the confidence to defeat it completely. They will let this demon die on the spot under their swords, completely die under their swords.

The golden flame burned on their bodies, and the light of the power weapons mixed with the golden flame on the sword's edge was like a divine weapon melted by thunder and golden light. Behind them, Wang Ming had no idea when he ran here. He was behind them, watching the traversers quietly. He trusted the traversers very much and could kill Perturabo, but he still needed to make an insurance. If the traversers failed, he would have to kill the demon primarch himself.

The appearance of Perturabo was not like the other two demon primarchs before. Wang Ming and the others were informed of this guy's appearance in advance, and Wang Ming also made many countermeasures in advance. This time it could not escape at all. The psychics completely blocked the subspace activities of the entire Light of Humanity. No matter where Perturabo ran, he could not leave the Light of Humanity. Although this might cause some psychological and physiological problems to the mortals on the Light of Humanity, it was all worth it. No one would lose their life because of a demon's attack on the spot.

"For the Emperor! For Mankind! Kill this traitor!"

As the first traverser roared out this war cry, all the traversers took action. They rushed towards Perturabo, who had turned into a huge monster in front of them. The golden flames on their bodies continued to burn, following their running, as if a golden sea of ​​fire was rushing towards Perturabo. In this golden sea of ​​fire, the traversers were like the Emperor's demon army, bathing in this golden flame, and launched an attack on the Emperor's son who betrayed Him.

Perturabo looked at the golden sea of ​​fire rushing towards it, and roared forward. Then the flesh and machine-made body tissues on its body began to change and twist wildly, shearing off the flesh and those steel twisters, and then transformed into terrible weapons. He seemed to be the embodiment of the concept of weapons. Every part of his body was filled with thermal weapons, lasers, rockets, and explosive bombs. These things rushed out from Perturabo's body like raindrops, and then flew towards the traversers.

Facing those traversers with hot weapons, they were still a little unprepared, but there were psychics among them. The psychic power distorted the laser beams, stopped the rockets in mid-air, and tore the bombs into pieces in the air. For a moment, facing the rain-like firepower, the traversers' charge did not stop at all, but accelerated. They had squeezed out all their physical limits. They didn't need to worry about their own death and were not afraid of death at all. As long as they could kill the demon primarch in front of them, they had no worries at all.

The echo of the magnetic boots stepping on the ground spread throughout the space. When the golden flames collided with the chaotic power, the burning sound exploded like a bomb. That sound represented that the travelers had finally reached Perturabo. The power sword was swung, and a traveler chopped directly at Perturabo's ankle, but how could Perturabo not notice the traveler's movements? On its giant-like legs, countless weapons were aimed at the traveler and the other travelers charging behind him. At this distance, the psychic spells of the psionicists were completely unable to stop Perturabo's attack. After all, the speed of those psionicists could not be faster than the speed of light. The laser refraction was called before only because they were prepared in advance. This time, they were not prepared at all. In addition to protecting themselves and some travelers around them, those psionicists could not protect too many people at all.

But this is not a big problem. Originally, the traversers protected their comrades only to prevent too many people from rushing to Perturabo during the charge. But now, they are already in front of Perturabo. As long as the company commanders and regiment commanders of the traversers they are protecting are not dead, their offensive will be endless. They will rush towards Perturabo like waves again and again, making its countless attacks have no effect as if they fell into the sea.

In the instant that Perturabo attacked the time travelers, thousands of them died in the attack, almost two-thirds of the number of people who attacked Perturabo. However, this had no effect on the time travelers. They could be resurrected, they were endless, and they could not be killed.

With the ability to completely kill the Chaos Primarch and the high physical fitness brought by the Primarch's blood, they don't need to worry about anything at all. As the corpses of the time travelers almost covered the ground in front of Perturabo, Perturabo suddenly found that the number of time travelers did not decrease at all because of this attack. They still stood in front of it, still launched that desperate charge towards him, still with the golden flames all over their bodies, they still shouted, kill the traitors for the Emperor, for the sake of mankind.

This made Perturabo doubt their identity as Astartes. After all, compared with Astartes, this group of guys were more like the demon army under the Chaos Gods in the Warp. Thinking of this situation, Perturabo looked at Wang Ming and thought he was more like a Chaos Demon. That's right, this guy was not a real Primarch, he was the Demon under their father's command, the most beloved and blessed Demon by their father.

"Hahaha!"

Thinking of this, Perturabo suddenly laughed, because it figured out something, and it was also laughing at a guy, the guy who worshipped their father as a god during the Great Crusade, the god-like charlatan who talked about faith all day long. How ironic, it had always wanted to prove that their father was a god during the Great Crusade, and even because their father denied his divinity and destroyed its so-called perfect city, it turned to Chaos and said that it had found the real God. But now, their father really embodied his divinity, but that guy has completely embraced Chaos and does not recognize their father as a god. How ironic, if it were in the Great Crusade era, the current appearance of the Human Empire would be exactly what that guy wanted most. Their father showed his divinity, and the entire Human Empire regarded their father as a god. This is really too ironic.

Just thinking of this, Perturabo still did not stop his actions of killing the time travelers. Various weapons grew out of his body and attacked the time travelers. As for the psychics, Perturabo also took special care of them. A large number of attacks fell on those psychics. The psychic shields and psychic powers of those psychics were overwhelmed after bearing so many attacks. The power of those psychics was shattered by these countless weapons, and their bodies turned into pieces under the attacks of these countless weapons.

Without the protection of those psychics, those traversers were exposed to the power of these weapons and instantly turned into piles of fragments. The countless corpses of the traversers covered the entire ground, piling up like a small hill. And on the hill of corpses, countless traversers still crawled out from the pile of corpses and kept rushing towards Perturabo.

In fact, their attacks had already caused some damage to Perturabo. The blade of the power sword slashed on Perturabo's body, and each blow was constantly tearing open his flesh and blood, allowing the golden flame to rush into his body and burn. And every time the golden flame burned in his body, Perturabo needed to separate himself in time from the flesh and blood and steel tissue entangled by the golden flame. This was Perturabo's way of resisting the golden flame. As a demon primarch mixed with metal and flesh and blood, it could control the operation of its own body parts and allow these things to leave its body.

It is like a machine made of steel and flesh, a war machine that can be operated by its own mind. The steel and flesh on its body can change according to its mind. The weapons filling its body are the best proof of this. As a Daemon Primarch without Chaos, it is very powerful, but compared to those Daemon Primarchs who were blessed by the Chaos Gods, its strength is not just a little bit weaker than those Daemon Men. It's just that it has some things that those Daemon Primarchs don't have.

Wang Ming looked at Perturabo and wondered whether this guy still had his own Warp Essence. The Warp Essence of other Demon Primarchs who were promoted to Demons by the Chaos Gods were most likely swallowed up by the Chaos Gods, but Perturabo was not promoted to Demons by relying on the Chaos Gods. It was through Chaos itself, which meant that its Warp Essence was most likely not missing. After all, there were no four ghosts making a profit in the middle.

Wang Ming had watched some explanations and videos about Perturabo before traveling through time. Among them, there was a view that Perturabo's warp essence had not disappeared, and his ascension to the devil also embraced his warp essence, making it a part of his body. But looking at the current situation, Perturabo's ability to transform his body into weapons and steel does not seem like an ability that a demon primarch should have. It is very much like a manifestation of the warp essence.

"If this is really the case, then the current situation cannot be solved by the brothers. I still need to do it myself."

Wang Ming stared at Perturabo and the flesh and steel falling from his body. When each piece of flesh and steel fell from his body, a large ball of golden flame would burn on it, and the golden flame would burn all the broken flesh and iron into ashes. But that was not a problem for Perturabo. He used this method to prevent his body from being burned to ashes by Wang Ming's golden flame.

"Brilliant means, interesting abilities."

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Wang Ming looked at Perturabo's twisted body, and at the weapons that were constantly twisted from countless pieces of steel and flesh on his body. He picked up his golden power sword, and then with a look and a move, all the time travelers understood what Wang Ming was going to do next. This was the tacit understanding and connection between the Primarch and his descendants. Sometimes, Wang Ming didn't even need to speak to let the time travelers know what he was going to do, and let the time travelers directly know his orders and ideas.

Wang Ming raised his golden power sword high, and the golden flames around him ignited the entire area. Then his figure appeared directly in front of Perturabo. With the help of psychic power, he floated directly in the air and floated in front of Perturabo's head. He said nothing, but just swung a sword towards Perturabo's face. Facing such a quick attack from Wang Ming, Perturabo had no time to react. The sword directly cut open his face and implanted the golden flame directly into his body.

The golden flame continued to burn in its body, and Perturabo hurriedly separated the parts burned by the golden flame from its body, but its separation speed was definitely not as fast as Wang Ming's sword. With the terrifying speed of the Primarch and the value of its psychic power, Wang Ming's sword continued to tear apart Perturabo's flesh and blood. At the same time, the golden flame spread from Wang Ming's side and began to burn Perturabo's entire body. This time, Perturabo's previous methods were no longer useful at this moment. After all, no matter how it separated the tissues burned by the golden flame, the golden flame would still continue to burn its body, because it was surrounded by golden flames. Now, its entire body was burning with golden flames, and the fate of being killed by Wang Ming was almost certain.