Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 779 Lord of Iron

“Wang Ming, my brother, are you our father’s great demon?”

On the pile of corpses made up of the time travelers, Wang Ming grabbed Perturabo's neck and lifted it high. This guy has now returned to his previous state, a state of the same size as a normal Primarch. The huge body before had been completely burned out by Wang Ming's golden flame, but even in this state, it is still a monster made of steel and flesh. Its scarlet eyes stared at Wang Ming's face, and it suddenly asked Wang Ming this question.

"Yes and no. You should know the nature of the warp, right? You should know our father's current state, right? I embraced my own warp nature, and our father also gave me the power to destroy you. You will be killed by me and return to our father's arms to atone for the numerous crimes you committed before."

Wang Ming looked at Perturabo in front of him. He stabbed his golden power sword into its chest while answering the previous question. After hearing Wang Ming's answer, Perturabo suddenly opened its mouth like a meat grinder, and then made a laugh like rusty metal rubbing against each other. Wang Ming listened to Perturabo's laughter like rusty metal rubbing against each other, and he no longer hesitated. The golden flame flowed down his arm and directly covered the power sword, and then rushed into Perturabo's body. When the golden flame rushed into Perturabo's body, it immediately began to burn its body.

"Haha! It's absolutely impossible for me to continue to complete his so-called business with that guy!!"

As Perturabo felt his flesh being slowly burned by the golden flames, he suddenly let out a very ugly sneer, and then a terrible power appeared in his body. This power definitely had a psychic reaction, but it was different from psychic power. The moment Wang Ming felt that power, he knew what it was. It was the essence of the warp. At this moment, Perturabo embraced his own warp essence and accepted the state and power that he should have.

In an instant, Perturabo in front of Wang Ming turned into a thing made entirely of metal, and the golden flames that entered its body gradually slowed down their burning speed until the golden flames were completely stopped. Yes, they were stopped, not extinguished. The golden flames seemed to have turned into some kind of physical object. They stopped in Perturabo's body, just like water turning into ice and solidifying.

Perturabo looked at Wang Ming in front of him, smiled, and casually manipulated his power to stop the power sword in Wang Ming's hand. To be honest, after embracing the essence of the subspace, Perturabo felt that his current situation was very good, better than ever before. This feeling gave it immense confidence, and made it feel that its previous self was like an extremely twisted existence. If it could find a way to embrace its own subspace essence, possess this power sooner, and find its true self sooner, then it would not do things that it would regret.

"Oh, I've been waiting for you."

Wang Ming looked at Perturabo in front of him. He looked at the power sword that had been stopped by Perturabo. Wang Ming loosened the hilt of the power sword and then punched Perturabo's face that had turned into steel. Wang Ming's arm was no longer covered with power armor, but the power of this punch was really strong, so the force would cause Wang Ming's fist to be damaged or even break directly, but Wang Ming didn't care about these at all. The punch that could easily deform the special alloy of the Light of Humanity directly hit Perturabo's head in one direction, but Perturabo did not react to this blow, as if it had determined that Wang Ming would no longer pose any threat to it.

"My brother, I..."

Perturabo slowly turned his head and looked at Wang Ming in front of him. He wanted to say something, but Wang Ming's fist did not give him any chance to say those words. He punched Perturabo's chin again. This punch directly broke Perturabo's face made of metal and machines, as if steel was deformed by the huge impact force. After this punch, Wang Ming's hand became bloody and even some bone fragments flew out.

"The power of the first punch was a little weak, and the power of the second punch was about the same, but this guy was really tough. My hands were itching after this punch."

Wang Ming looked at Perturabo, who was hit on the chin by him and had his head raised high. He did not stop at all. When he just retracted his fist, the damage on his fist had healed. He punched again, two punches, three punches, four punches, until the thirteenth punch. Each of Wang Ming's punches was covered with golden flames, but these golden flames seemed to be stagnant when hitting Perturabo. They were condensed in space by something and could not burn on Perturabo's body.

"It's a little different from what I expected. The power of its subspace essence has the ability to operate machinery, but what about the ability to condense golden flames in the air? This is a little different from what I expected."

Wang Ming looked at the golden flames condensed in the air in front of him. He stared at Perturabo's deformed metal face in front of him, wondering about Perturabo's ability of the subspace essence. At present, Perturabo has demonstrated an ability that Wang Ming had expected before, that is, the ability to control machinery. The stopped power sword is the best proof of this. But what exactly is the ability to solidify the golden flame in space?
"My brother, why are your attacks so weak? Have you lost the power to match mine since I embraced my essence?"

While Wang Ming was thinking like this, Perturabo suddenly grabbed his head with one hand, and then straightened it back to its original position. The movement was like a piece of steel on an anvil being forged into shape by a hammer. Its scarlet eyes stared at Wang Ming. His eyes were no longer like those of a living creature. They were two cameras glowing red, two dead things. From these eyes, Wang Ming could no longer see any emotions in Perturabo, as if he was a machine.

"No, you just make me feel very twisted. You clearly believe in the science and rationality you talk about, but in fact you are controlled by your own crazy behavior. Have you ever seriously thought about how you ended up in this situation? You think that your hope is to build the world during the Great Crusade. You hope that your duty is not to kill on the battlefield, but to build the world."

"But you have never talked about these things with anyone. You have never told your father anything about your inner thoughts. You long to be appreciated and supported through construction and protection. You long to be a philosopher, an artist, a builder, a guardian, but you have never told anyone about these things. And these things you want in your heart are completely different from what you actually do. You actually don't want to make those war weapons. You think that these are all forced by our father to do you, but in fact you are unwilling to confess your inner thoughts to anyone. All you do is just like an autistic person, constantly twisting yourself in your heart, and twisting yourself so much that you think everything is someone else's fault."

Wang Ming looked at Perturabo in front of him. He showed that he didn't care about the power it displayed. Then he calmly began to talk about Perturabo's twisted behavior and whether it had ever thought about why it had fallen to this point.

After hearing what Wang Ming said, Perturabo couldn't help but ponder for a moment, but the thinking time was very short, only one second, and then it immediately launched a crazy attack on Wang Ming like a person whose defense was broken. It was also the first time that Wang Ming saw the full manifestation of Perturabo's ability. The pieces of special alloys on the ground seemed to be torn apart by some unknown force, and turned into countless fragments in the air. Then they reorganized and aggregated in the air to become hot weapons. Wang Ming stared at the hot weapons made of special alloys. This was the manifestation of the essential power of Perturabo's sub-space, and this was its ability.

Facing the attacks of these weapons, Wang Ming felt a lot more relaxed than facing a Primarch directly. As those weapons fired, Wang Ming could easily predict their shooting paths. Even if it was a laser, he could dodge it before it fired.

His figure moved around in front of Pedro. Most of the attacks did not hit his body directly. Occasionally, some attacks missed his target and only evaporated or tore his flesh and blood. These injuries could be recovered in an instant and it was no big deal.

However, Wang Ming's avoidance made Perturabo even more angry. As Perturabo became angry, all mechanical operations of the entire Light of Humanity suddenly stopped. Its power had begun to affect the Light of Humanity, this huge star fortress. Various equipment stopped working, and various equipment mutated. Some equipment on the fleet was suddenly overloaded, and their motherboards were instantly melted. The automatic doors on the fleet were also under the influence of this power, constantly opening and closing frantically. The switching speed was enough to instantly crush a normal person into a pulp.

“It has to be thrown out.”

Wang Ming looked at Perturabo in front of him, thinking so, and then he used his psychic power to forcibly wrap Perturabo up, and then tore open a subspace portal, teleporting Perturabo and himself to a world in this galaxy. It was a desolate death world. There was no atmosphere on this world, nor any machinery or life.

Wang Ming had actually anticipated this situation a long time ago. When he faced Perturabo and found that Perturabo had dissolved his Warp essence, he had already discovered that those Demon Primarchs who had ascended to demons through Chaos itself were indeed not profited by those Warp Gods. The Warp essence of these guys still existed, but it was just existence. Even if they were ascended to demons, they still had not completely embraced their own Warp essence.

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In fact, to be honest, even if Wang Ming awakened his own subspace essence, he actually couldn't explain what the subspace itself was. He previously suspected that this thing was the godhead of a subspace secondary god. This thing also showed some characteristics of godhood in its previous performances. For example, when Wang Ming truly became a subspace secondary god, his subspace essence was like an emperor, which could protect human souls returning to his essence. However, it was a bit strange to say that this thing was the godhead of a subspace secondary god. It was really hard to say, what exactly was this subspace essence?
"Fortunately, this guy is now broken, and his anger has prevented him from thinking about so many things. Otherwise, we really can't drag him here."

On this desolate world of death, Wang Ming looked at Perturabo who was still furious in front of him. He took out a huge two-handed sword from his system. This two-handed sword was not a power sword or a chainsaw sword. This two-handed sword was just a very ordinary single-molecule sword. It did not have any mechanical equipment on it. Although it was still a bit inappropriate to use this thing against Perturabo, as Perturabo might decompose it instantly, it was better than being empty-handed.

Wang Ming raised his two-handed giant sword and rushed directly to Perturabo, who was still using weapons made of special metals to attack him. For some unknown reason, these weapons also came to Perturabo through the subspace portal. This may also be a manifestation of Perturabo's subspace essential power. But it doesn't matter much. As long as Perturabo can be killed on this desolate world of death, this terrible demon primarch who has embraced his own subspace essence will return to the empire and atone for his past sins.

Wang Ming rushed all the way to Perturabo, and all the hot weapons that blocked his way were chopped into pieces by him. Perturabo looked at Wang Ming who had rushed in front of him. He looked at the hot weapons that were chopped into pieces by Wang Ming along the way, and he roared loudly. The fragments of the hot weapons suddenly appeared in his hands, and then they instantly turned into a power hammer shining with thunder. Perturabo waved the power hammer and smashed it directly at the single-molecular two-handed giant sword in Wang Ming's hand. The two collided, and the fate of the two-handed giant sword was already doomed. Under the decomposition force field of the power hammer, it shattered into countless fragments, and Wang Ming took this opportunity to grab Perturabo's head.

(End of this chapter)