Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 718 White Horse Knight
"Oh my god! Lord Emperor! You forgot!!"

Wang Ming looked at the demons in front of him and the huge figure in the distance. He roared and then rushed directly into the group of demons. Facing these demons, and even the Nurgle behind them, Wang Ming was not afraid at all. He would not die anyway. Even if he could not hurt the Chaos God, he could disgust Him. After all, he was now a secondary god of the Warp.

No matter what, it's impossible for him to be beaten all over the subspace...

"I (Gutai swear), I can't kill them all!!"

It was unknown how much time had passed, one year, two years, or maybe even decades. Wang Ming's perception of time in the subspace was too vague. He didn't know how long he had been killing demons. He only knew that no matter how hard he tried, he could not kill all the demons in front of him. They were endless, forming mountains and seas.

"Kill as many as you can! Come on! Nurgle! You damn disgusting thing, why don't you come over after being here for so long!"

Wang Ming didn't know how long he had been killing but he was a little annoyed with the Nurgle demons. After he used the golden flame like a sun to kill a large number of demons again, he turned his gaze to the Nurgle who was standing still in the distance. He no longer doubted its identity. This disgusting power made him feel extremely uncomfortable. That thing was the gods of the warp.

Wang Ming couldn't stand it anymore. He roared at Nurgle in extreme anger. The sound resounded throughout the entire space through psychic energy. Wang Ming was very sure that Nurgle definitely heard his voice, because the thing immediately began to move slowly after he said this, and the surrounding Nurgle demons also retreated immediately, as if clearing a way for their master.

"I see it again. It's still such a disgusting, nauseating thing."

Wang Ming looked at the huge distorted existence in front of him. Even though he has now become a lesser god of the warp, he will still be affected when facing such an existence. Wang Ming felt as if his spirit was distorted. The disgusting Nurgle demons in front of him suddenly turned into a group of laughing elves, and in the blink of an eye these elves turned into those disgusting Nurgle demons.

This is the influence on him. Wang Ming knows that this is a kind of corruption, and this kind of corruption does not have much effect on him. Even if the scene in front of him becomes full of birdsong and flowers, he knows what these ghost things really look like. This thing can affect his vision, but it can never affect his consciousness and soul.

"Birds chirping, flowers blooming, laughter and harmony, what a beautiful scene, but it's all fake. You are just a twisted monster, and the demons under you are just a bunch of twisted little monsters."

Wang Ming looked at the huge indescribable existence in front of him. His subspace essence was burning violently. At the same time, the huge halo behind his head was shining brighter than ever before. For a moment, he seemed to have turned into a giant covered in golden light, like a god existing in the world. However, when facing the thing in front of him, no matter how much he looked like a god, the thing in front of him was the real subspace god, and he was just a mortal who had just embarked on the road to becoming a god.

"I saw a monster. He ran towards me in the place humans named Hell. He appeared in front of me. He called himself a god, but in fact, he was just a monster. Now, if you are a true god, can a true god die?!"

Facing the extremely uncomfortable feeling, Wang Ming raised one of his arms, his arm pointing directly at Nurgle himself in front of him. As he raised his arm, a golden sea of ​​fire appeared with him as the center. This sea of ​​fire was like a burning star, so dazzling, so bright, as if nothing could retain its evil under the purification of this star.

At the same time, the sea of ​​fire of the star was surging, like a giant roaring, and with his roar, countless golden swords flew out from the star. They were transformed from golden flames and appeared beside Wang Ming.

"The special effects of abilities in this kind of hometown culture are still better."

Wang Ming looked at the golden swords around him. These were all transformed from his subspace essence. Ever since he discovered that his subspace essence could change into various shapes, Wang Ming immediately thought of this use. This is also the most powerful long-range attack psychic ability he currently has.

"Come on, let me see how big the gap is between the gods in the universe!"

Wang Ming sighed, then pressed his palm downwards. As his palm pressed downwards, the golden swords rushed directly towards Nurgle himself in front of him under his control.

"No harm..., as expected."

As those golden swords rushed towards Nurgle himself, the effect that Wang Ming expected was not achieved. Those golden swords did not even really hit Nurgle's body. They were directly offset and disintegrated by Nurgle's power in the void. He was too weak. A lesser god of the Warp did not have much power to resist when facing a real god of the Warp. However, this was also expected by Wang Ming. He never thought that he really had the ability to compete with Nurgle himself.

Just after Wang Ming launched an attack on Nurgle, the twisted being in front of him suddenly raised one of his arms. He did not say anything to Wang Ming, but just raised the part of his body that could be called a finger and pointed it at Wang Ming. When the finger pointed at Wang Ming, Wang Ming's consciousness seemed to leave his body in an instant, and when he came to his senses, he suddenly appeared in an unfamiliar land.

This land is full of birdsong and flowers, countless elves are dancing in the woods, people are walking in the streets and villages with laughter, and everyone is hugging each other as if they are the best friends. There seems to be no pain or suffering here, and everyone is happy as if they are one big family.

The atmosphere on this land seemed to infect Wang Ming. He took the apple handed to him by a child and looked at the happy crowd and the dancing elves with a smile. He seemed to have integrated into this big group and become a relative and friend with everyone in this group. "No matter how beautiful the illusion is, it is still an illusion after all."

However, as Wang Ming was laughing, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. No, it didn't disappear, it just turned into a sneer, as if he had seen the most ironic and ridiculous thing in the world.

Just as he sneered, suddenly a knight on a white horse came running towards him from afar, and wherever the knight on the white horse went, the forest that was originally full of flowers and birdsong became a rotten and bitter land, with countless twisted flies and maggots wriggling in it, and those elves who were dancing just now instantly turned into distorted Nurgle demons.

And those people who were originally laughing and hugging each other, turned into twisted zombies after the knight on the white horse passed by. For a moment, the laughter turned into twisted laughter. Those things had stupid faces and made their own twisted laughter. They were immersed in the plague of Nurgle. This distorted scene had a huge impact on the previous scene of birds singing and flowers blooming. The most beautiful and the most disgusting things in the world were replaced at this time.

"I saw a white horse, I saw a rider, He came on a white horse, He came from hell, bringing plague and death."

Wang Ming looked at the knight on the white horse. The apple in his hand, which was originally full of sweet fruit fragrance, suddenly turned into a rotten, twisted, and struggling monster when the knight on the white horse came in front of him.

Wang Ming held the monster in his hand and looked directly at the knight on the white horse in front of him, then said the words just now. As he said these words, golden flames flashed around him, as bright as stars.

The golden flame burned away all the filth around him, except for the knight on the white horse, who was not burned at all. It was not that the golden flame deliberately avoided him, but that the golden flame had no effect on him at all. He could not be ignited by the golden flame, at least not now. He was the filth itself, the source of all the plague.

"I am deeply saddened that you cannot be part of this family..."

Just as the golden flames burned everything around, the knight on the white horse suddenly spoke to Wang Ming. His voice was extremely sad, as if it came from the heart, and he even shed two lines of tears.

It's just that His voice turned into an extremely distorted and decadent sound in Wang Ming's ears. The sound almost ruptured Wang Ming's eardrums and made his mind go crazy. But it was only almost. Wang Ming still retained his consciousness. He was extremely sober. Facing this thing in front of him, he was extremely sober.

"One of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, riding on a white horse, Plague. In my subconscious, this image is the most suitable to represent you, right? Disgusting monster, Nurgle."

Wang Ming forced himself to raise his head and look at the knight on the white horse. In his subconscious, the image of Nurgle was actually like this, which was really quite artistic.

"I am truly sad for you, my child. You cannot be part of my family and be happy in the eternal paradise like everyone else. I am really very sad..."

The knight on the white horse seemed to be truly sad. He cried and choked, but Wang Ming knew that this was its distorted worldview. He felt that all living beings in this universe should join his garden. Only in this way could all barriers be eliminated and all life could have eternal joy.

"Your Majesty, can you still hear me? If possible, send me to the realm of Nurgle!"

Wang Ming looked at the knight on the white horse in front of him whose vision was distorted. To be honest, it really made him lose his mind to look at this thing. If he was not already a lesser god of the subspace with his soul from another world, this thing could really distort his soul. Wang Ming did not want to waste any more time on the matter. He was ready for a big job. The oracle was definitely repaired after being burned by the emperor. Although it was repaired, Wang Ming did not suggest adding another fire to burn it back to its previous state. He was a kind and enthusiastic human being.

And just as Wang Ming said this, the power that had been surrounding him instantly enveloped him. The power presented a strange black light. Compared with the blinding golden light that the emperor showed to the world, in fact, this strange black light should be the power that comes from the Dark Lord, the true manifestation of the power of the fifth evil god from the subspace.

But Wang Ming didn't care so much. The emperor still had his humanity, and that was enough to know.

The power wrapped Wang Ming and directly tore open a subspace portal to transport Wang Ming into the realm of Nurgle. At the moment Wang Ming entered the realm of Nurgle, when he saw the disgusting appearance of the Nurgle Garden, he suddenly laughed from the bottom of his heart, and then golden flames appeared beside him and began to burn in the largest range.

On that day, a golden sun appeared in the Garden of Nurgle. It appeared on the ground in the Garden of Nurgle. Wherever the golden sun went, all the demons in the garden and those happy Nurgle believers were burned to ashes. In the golden sun, a laughter that terrified the demons and believers resounded throughout the entire Nurgle domain, as if the existence in the golden sun was the devil, and they were just mortals targeted by the devil.

The golden flame burned the earth. The evil god from the real universe invaded this beautiful garden. He spread his golden flame in this beautiful garden, burning the children that the loving father loved the most. The children's hobbies made the loving father's heart feel like a knife, making the loving father extremely sad. Finally, in order to protect his beloved children, the loving father threw the demon from the real universe out of his garden. When his children saw the loving father throwing the demon out of the garden, they cried for joy and hugged each other. The demon was finally gone!
The demon that was thrown out of the garden was floating in the subspace, and was finally thrown back into the real universe by a subspace crack. Some demons that were closer could hear him muttering when he was thrown back to the real universe, saying things like "it wasn't burned cleanly this time, nothing was burned, the firepower was not enough" and so on.