Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 845 Confident Alien

“Hahaha! Kill! Kill! Kill kill kill! Kill all those aliens!!”

On top of a pile of alien corpses, a traverser from the second group was holding a chainsaw sword. He kept laughing and then kept chopping the aliens that rushed onto the pile into pieces. He didn't know how many aliens he had killed here by himself. He only knew that the pile of corpses under his feet was getting higher and higher. His magnetic boots stepped on the wet corpses of the aliens. Every step he took now seemed to sink into the corpses of the aliens. After all, those aliens were a kind of soft-bodied creatures. The corpses of such creatures would rot quickly after death, and in just a few hours they would turn into a lump of mucus.

The traverser continued to fight while stepping on the slimy corpses of the aliens. Although these things would more or less block his movement speed and actions, it had no effect on a new Astartes. Moreover, they had all used the blood of the Primarch before coming down. In fact, the traversers very much agreed with the method of using Wang Ming's blood to enhance combat effectiveness. After all, using this thing did not cause any psychological pressure for them at all. You know, on the fleet, Wang Ming's blood was almost becoming something that could be turned into a production chain.

The medals of the mortal auxiliary army and the pure marks scattered all over the fleet for resisting chaos, all these things require Wang Ming's blood. Before, Wang Ming had been drawing blood for himself day and night on the fleet. Currently, a large amount of Wang Ming's blood has been stored as means of production. These things are very useful whether they are used to produce tools to fight chaos or to enhance the combat effectiveness of the traversers.

This is the biggest common point between Wang Ming and the time travelers. In fact, these guys all regard themselves as tools in their hearts. First of all, they are warriors fighting for humanity and tools fighting for the rejuvenation of humanity. Secondly, they are human individuals. It can be said that under their immortal ability, everyone regards themselves as tools. Things like injury and death have no concept to them at all. As long as Wang Ming is alive, they will never die.

The time traveler shook off the transparent blood of the aliens on his chainsaw sword, and then he looked at the aliens rushing towards the pile of corpses. There were thousands of these creatures, rushing towards the pile of corpses so densely that there was no end in sight. However, facing these guys, the time traveler did not have any extra emotions. At present, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to kill, kill all the aliens within his sight. The chainsaw sword played the music of death on the battlefield, which was sung to the aliens.

Listen to the roar of the giant sword, listen to the sound of the chainsaw sword cutting open the alien's body, how beautiful it is, how pleasant it is. The traverser was waving his chainsaw sword on the battlefield, and the aliens were turned into pieces under his chainsaw sword. As he listened to the pleasant roar of the chainsaw sword, his heart was extremely happy. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to kill. His movements were getting faster and faster, and those aliens fell one by one in front of him.

And when he finally came back to his senses from the killing, he was surprised to find that there was no alien around him. All he could see were alien corpses. He looked at those alien corpses and roughly estimated in his mind that the total number of alien corpses should be several thousand. He killed several thousand aliens by himself. This feeling was so refreshing. After defeating so many monsters in the subspace, the traversers truly experienced the joy of bullying when facing these aliens. It was so joyful.

The traverser looked at the corpses of the aliens in front of him. He raised his chainsaw sword and roared loudly on the battlefield. He had not fought such an easy battle for a long time. He had fought too many monsters in the subspace before, and he had even forgotten how powerful they were in the real universe. While the traverser was holding his chainsaw sword and roaring happily on the battlefield, he didn't know that an alien biological tank had aimed its gun at him. The alien biological tank was like a disgusting mass of meat with limbs. The mass of meat squirmed and churned, and then a mouthful of biological plasma spit out from what should theoretically be the mouth of this thing. After that ball of biological plasma was spit out from the mouth of the creature, it flew directly towards the traverser, and the traverser immediately noticed this situation. After all, the flying speed of the plasma ball was already very fast, and it was about to reach the traverser almost instantly.

In this situation, the time traveler's reaction speed was enough to capture the flight trajectory of the biological plasma, and when the time traveler saw the biological plasma flying towards him, he reacted immediately. He wanted to avoid the biological plasma, but when he wanted to move his body, he found that his movements had actually slowed down. After all, his feet were now filled with the corpses of those aliens. Thousands of alien corpses were enough to delay his movements to a certain extent. It was this situation that slowed down the time traveler's movements by half a beat, and he failed to avoid the bombardment of the biological plasma.

The biological plasma directly swallowed up the traverser, and this thing was much more powerful than the biological light weapons held by the aliens. It could penetrate the traverser's power armor and evaporate the flesh under his power armor.

And at the moment when the traverser was hit, the aliens looked at the traverser who was hit, and they made a sound similar to the collision of the shells of some crustacean creatures. The sound seemed extremely refreshing, as if they were in a very happy mood. And the fact is indeed so. After all, in their eyes, those traversers are extremely terrifying existences, and they are very happy to kill one. You know, just killing a traverser will consume thousands of their troops. Although these thousands of troops are not too much for them, the number of traversers in this world has reached tens of thousands. Moreover, this number of thousands of troops to kill a traverser is only based on the situation that the traverser is alone and his movements are delayed by those corpses, and they also have heavy weapons.

If it weren't for these factors, they would not be able to kill any traversers at all. Those guys are really too powerful. Their light weapons have no damage to them at all. The shooting of those light weapons can only scratch the paint on their armor at most. Apart from that, no damage can be caused. The same goes for their individual weapons. Even those bioplasma weapons that can emit bioplasma, without the accumulation of quantity, the damage of a single one to a traverser is very limited. At most, it can only melt their power armor a little bit, and this little bit cannot even be seen if you don't look carefully.

In fact, the alien general in this world, that is, the supreme commander of the aliens in this world, has completely despaired of these humans who suddenly appeared. The aliens under his command don't know, but he knows that their fleet in orbit has been completely destroyed by those humans. In this world, thousands of soldiers are killed by those humans every moment. These things are enough to make the alien general feel fear and despair. You know, he is a noble of this alien race. Although he also puts the continuation of the race in the first place, he also has his own enjoyment. He hasn't lived enough. You know, he is not like the soldiers under his command. He has all the desires and physiological reactions of a living being. He is a noble of this alien civilization, not a soldier who can be consumed at will. He is a noble of this alien race and enjoys it very much. Those other individuals can only carry out the rationed organic matter, which he can use at will. He still has many things to enjoy. He doesn't want to die in this world, but the current situation seems to have determined that he must die in this world.

In this situation, even the God of Courage and Killing they believe in cannot help them. Looking at the current situation recently, those humans killing are more terrifying than them. Their God of Courage and Killing will only turn his gaze to the strong. Maybe He is looking at those human warriors now.

And when the alien general felt timid, he felt that the blessings of the God of Courage and Slaughter that he had originally possessed had begun to slowly fade away. It seemed that the God of Courage and Slaughter was very angry about his cowardly behavior. But can he be blamed for this? He was not one of those soldiers who were dazzled by the belief in the God of Courage and Slaughter. He was a noble, a noble of this alien race. In fact, compared to being a general who led the expansion of the race, he actually wanted to believe in the God of Wisdom and Prophecy or the God of Joy and Pleasure, to be a political officer or a hedonistic bishop.

"No, if this continues, I will definitely die in this world. Now, I only have this much manpower left, and the warships in orbit are gone. I can't escape even if I want to. The God of Courage and Killing has also given up on me. What should I do now..."

The spirit of this alien general is about to collapse. It has very few troops left in this world, and the fleet in orbit has been completely killed. Even the God of Courage and Killing, whom it now believes in, has abandoned it. It really doesn't know what to do. It is now even beginning to wonder whether it should sacrifice all of its own soldiers in exchange for the favor of the merciful God of Life and Death, so that it can receive the blessing of the merciful God of Life and Death and become a prince under its seat. At least in this way, it can still survive and as long as it becomes a demon prince, it will no longer have to worry about the fear of death. However, this kind of behavior, to be honest, is completely contrary to its current beliefs, and the rules set by the believers of the God of Courage and Killing. They will only use the heads of their enemies to sacrifice to the God of Courage and Killing, and this kind of behavior of its is a complete betrayal of the God of Courage and Killing.

However, just as it was constantly looking for a way to survive, the dome of its command center was suddenly smashed. It looked at the broken dome in surprise. Although from a human perspective, its surprised expression could only be seen as a piece of mollusk tissue twisting together, but the emotions of intelligent creatures are usually the same, and if you look closely, you can still figure out the meaning of its expression.

And just as it was looking at the broken dome, giants suddenly fell into its headquarters from the broken dome. After falling into its headquarters, they quickly took the weapons in their hands and began to massacre the guards in the headquarters. Those soldiers who had not had time to react were instantly turned into bloody mist by the weapons in the hands of the giants.

When the giants were slaughtering the soldiers, the alien general finally started his own actions. It looked at the giants, and suddenly a feeling of courage emerged in its heart. It also knew that it had to die now. Instead of dying like one of those insignificant soldiers, it would be better to demonstrate the glory of the believers of the God of Courage and Killing, although it now regretted believing in the God of Courage and Killing.

Just as it was thinking this, a force coming from the highest heaven suddenly filled its entire body. Its body gradually began to twist, and bone plates and muscles suddenly appeared on the body of the original mollusk. In a moment, it turned into a terrifying monster three meters tall.

At the same time, the time travelers looked at the alien that suddenly turned into a monster. They naturally knew what this thing was, the Demon Prince. They had killed too many of these things. The time travelers calmly drew out their power swords and chainsaw swords, but they did not chop down the Demon Prince.

Just when they were about to chop down the demon prince, the demon prince looked at those traversers, and an incomparable courage and confidence appeared in his heart. He was chosen by the God of Courage and Killing. For the sake of his demon prince, he now has the confidence to kill all humans in this world. He believes deeply in the power that the God of Courage and Killing brings him.

But at this moment, there was another loud bang, and the door of its headquarters suddenly burned with a golden flame, and then the golden flame directly burned the door made of flesh and blood into ashes. As the door was burned to ashes, a group of human soldiers with golden flames burning on their bodies rushed directly into its headquarters. Looking at the two groups of humans in front of him, this alien who had just become a demon prince was not afraid at all. It felt that its power was enough to destroy the world, so why should it be afraid of these humans? It was now extremely confident in itself and could kill all the humans in the world by itself.