Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 849: Revenge of the God of Vengeance

"Come, let me see how much power your blasphemous master has given you."

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim in front of him. He held his sword across his chest and looked at this guy and said, he did not choose to crush this thing to death with his own strength. He wanted to see with his own eyes the scene of himself chopping off this guy's head, just like he did to Finus before.

And Fulgrim looked at Wang Ming, and it picked up the traverser on its four sharp blades, and then disappeared on the spot with a distorted smile on its face. Its speed was very fast, perhaps even faster than Wang Ming now, but Wang Ming could still capture its movements. In the eyes of the traverser, Wang Ming seemed to have disappeared on the spot, and at the moment Wang Ming disappeared, a fierce light suddenly appeared on the battlefield, followed by more light and bursts of sounds like landslides.

When the time travelers looked towards the location where the light came from, they could not see anything. They could only see the space in that area. It twisted and then countless rays of light scattered out from it. First they saw the light, and then there were waves of sounds like a landslide.

"It won't burn. It looks like that guy gave it some insurance."

From Wang Ming's perspective, he has now started fighting with Fulgrim. At every moment, his blade is colliding with Fulgrim's blade. The confrontation between these two guys is like two Titans. Every blow is extremely terrifying, as if each of their blows can destroy a mountain.

The battle between the two Primarchs could not be interfered with by anything, not even by those who had drunk the Primarch's blood. Fulgrim was now too powerful after being blessed by Slaanesh, and his speed was even faster than Wang Ming. Although he could not kill Wang Ming, he could still cause some damage to him. However, when his blade cut through Wang Ming's flesh for the first time, he immediately felt something was wrong. It was an extremely dangerous feeling, a feeling that he was about to die.

As Wang Ming's blood stained its blade, in an instant, its blade was ignited by a golden flame. The flame was so intense that even the blessing given to it by Slaanesh could not stop it. The flame quickly climbed up its body from the blade, and when the golden flame just burned Fulgrim's body, it immediately let out a ghostly howl and even its movements began to slow down.

Just as Wang Ming was about to take advantage of Fulgrim's slowing movements to pursue him, an extremely distorted and blasphemous voice suddenly reached his ears. Wang Ming almost immediately looked towards the source of the voice, and when he looked towards the source of the voice, he saw a group of Chaos Titans. After being corrupted by Chaos, these ghosts grew extremely distorted flesh and blood and some extremely distorted things on their bodies. These things made Wang Ming feel extremely disgusted.

The war horns of those things have been replaced with something very disgusting. The sound they make is no longer the loud horn sound, but a distorted sound that seems to have been amplified countless times by countless kinds of heavy metal music. This sound even makes Wang Ming feel a little annoyed, and makes Wang Ming ignore Fulgrim for the time being. Anyway, that guy is currently being burned by his golden flames and howling continuously.

Wang Ming now has time to deal with the Chaos Titans. He did not think of letting himself or the traversers deal with these things slowly. Wang Ming is now in a hurry, very, very hurry. He needs to kill Fulgrim quickly, and then carry out the plan to burn the Chaos Realm. He does not have so much time to fight those Chaos Titans, so Wang Ming raised his hand slightly, and then his power came directly to the Chaos Realm. The golden light seemed to cover the entire Chaos Realm, making this area where the end could not be seen be covered by his power. The size of the Chaos Realm is completely indescribable and incalculable. He has crossed countless dimensions and countless. He exists in the past, present, and future. He is the realm of the Chaos Gods and the embodiment of the power of the Chaos Gods. And now, this Chaos Realm has ushered in the second Chaos God, and that god has put his power into the realm of other Chaos Gods.

Almost in an instant, the Chaos Titan legions were devoured by Wang Ming's power. Huge golden flames devoured the Chaos Titans. While devouring the Chaos Titans, the golden flames also devoured a large number of demons on the battlefield. These things were burned to death by the golden flames almost instantly. Even the blessings given to them by Slaanesh were of no use. This was the power from a Chaos God, a power that they could not resist at all.

Just when Wang Ming's power filled the entire Slaanesh domain, Slaanesh finally came out. This was the first time that Wang Ming saw the true appearance of this Chaos Evil God. He was like a merman that only appeared in ancient mythology, but not exactly like one. He had more of the characteristics of a snake. As for the rest, it was simply impossible to describe it. It was completely indescribable. The true appearance of these Chaos Gods was really completely indescribable. Even when Wang Ming was in the real universe, he could not see the true appearance of these guys. He could only see a distortion and some general features. Apart from that, there was something indescribable in his eyes.

And when Slaanesh appeared, His power began to slowly confront Wang Ming's power, and Wang Ming also felt the power of Slaanesh, which came from catering to all living beings, the emotions of enjoyment and happiness, and the concept of constantly stimulating the sensory nerves. What a beautiful thing it is, it makes people sink, makes people pursue, makes people want to fall into His divine realm full of enjoyment and happiness, makes people want to immerse themselves in this happiness and enjoyment for a lifetime, makes people want to possess it all forever, makes people want to break through it all and find more happiness and enjoyment.

However, just when the emotion of joy and enjoyment was about to burst through everyone's mind, an extremely terrifying emotion suddenly appeared in their minds. That emotion almost overwhelmed everything in their minds. Their memories, their souls, their consciousness, everything, under this consciousness, became one thing, something that everyone knew, something that everyone understood, and that was revenge.

Under the influence of these two emotions, the souls of the time travelers seem to be torn apart, but their souls are not like the souls of humans in this world. The souls from another world cannot be annihilated under such circumstances. Their souls can only feel a tearing sensation under this emotion, and then their souls will be filled with the emotion of revenge, because they are the descendants of the God of Vengeance, the believers of the God of Vengeance, and the blessed ones who have been blessed by the God of Vengeance. In an instant, it seemed as if a long time had passed. The emotions of all the time travelers returned to normal at this moment. They were no longer affected by the emotions of joy and enjoyment in their souls and consciousness. Now there was only one voice in their souls and consciousness, a very clear voice, a very clear command, to continue their mission of revenge on the Chaos Gods. The golden flames kept burning, and in the flames there kept appearing bursts of beating and explosions. Listen carefully, the beating was like the war dance of ancient human civilization, and the explosions were like the war cries of ancient human civilization. The wars they sang, the revenge they sang, their flames of war were filled with the endless desire for revenge on their enemies and the deep hatred that pointed directly to the end of that civilization.

"Remember your mission, remember your task, remember that I am behind you. I am your Primarch. I will pave the way for you to move forward. I will fight against the Chaos Gods. You only need to complete your task and carry out the will of revenge!"

After Slaanesh appeared, Wang Ming knew that he should really take action, so Wang Ming no longer had any reservations. This time he entered the warp to cause trouble for the Chaos Gods. There was no need to have any reservations. As mankind's God of Vengeance, as mankind's second god, as the sixth Chaos God in the High Heaven, he would not have any reservations at all. He would just go for it. Anyway, they would never die, and as long as they could not die, the Chaos Gods would always be the unlucky ones. Even if he could not kill them now, it would be very good to make them sick. Wang Ming's goal for this action was to severely damage the Chaos Gods so that they would not have any thoughts about the real universe in a short time.

Now that the relationship has been completely broken, let's throw the Chaos Gods' realm into chaos and let them repay the interest they have owed to humans for tens of thousands of years. This is just a little interest, and the real revenge, the real debt, is their lives.

The concept of revenge and the concept of joy were in conflict, and both were extremely crazy. If there was a mortal on the battlefield who saw this scene, he would probably fall completely into madness in that instant, and then be driven crazy by the indescribable power. He would eventually die within a few seconds because his mortal consciousness could not withstand the countless concepts. After he died, his soul would even be snatched away by the two Chaos Gods.

Golden flames were burning in the sky, and on the land filled with chaos and demons, the traversers were constantly killing the demons of Slaanesh. The golden swords kept slashing through the bodies of the demons. Every time the golden swords slashed through the bodies of the demons, the demons were ignited like human torches, and then completely burned to ashes.

This was also true for those powerful demons. These guys burned even more fiercely than the demons, as if they were better fuel than the demons. Gradually, the shouting and killing on the battlefield stopped, and was replaced by laughter, an extremely hearty laughter. That laughter was so hearty, as if all the grievances of thousands of years were vented at this moment.

The golden flames on the battlefield also gradually began to change. They no longer disappeared after burning the bodies of the demons, but stayed on the battlefield and continued to burn. As they burned, figures suddenly walked out from the golden flames. Those people looked very messy. Some of them were holding the laser guns of the Human Empire, and some were holding the plasma rifles of the Mortal Auxiliary Army. They were wearing all kinds of clothes, had all kinds of equipment, all kinds of looks, and all kinds of weapons.

The time travelers even saw some guys wearing animal skins and holding spears among those figures. Those people who walked out of the golden flames shouted for revenge and joined the battle with the time travelers. On the battlefield, they kept laughing and venting their hatred that seemed to have been accumulated for thousands of years. For a moment, there were sounds of shooting from various weapons on the battlefield, as well as shouts of killing in various languages. Even the time travelers couldn't help but stop in their tracks. They looked at the people who walked out of the golden flames with confused faces, looking at those people holding various weapons and saying revenge in various languages.

On the battlefield, there were volleys of fire from the Astra Militarum Army, the tactical coordination used by the mortal auxiliary forces, and even older armies, volleys of fire from muskets, the Macedonian phalanx, and even the army formations of ancient China. These humans who walked out of the golden flames all came from different eras. They included the Astartes of this era and the primitive people covered in animal skins from ancient Earth.

It was as if all humans from the past, present and future had come to this place. They shouted for revenge and praised the God of Vengeance. While those humans were fighting those demons, the time travelers were now completely free to do. To be specific, their jobs had been taken away, and they couldn't get a single head on the battlefield. They really couldn't get any.

Whenever the time travelers wanted to rush forward and chop a demon, countless humans made of golden flames would get there first and chop the demon into pieces. The key point is that these people are quite polite. After seeing that they are snatching the demons of the time travelers, they would wave to the time travelers to express their apologies, and then go and snatch the demons from other time travelers.

As the traversers had nothing to do, they just sat there, quietly watching the people who kept coming out of the golden flames, until the golden flames began to shift from people to various kinds of armored forces. The traversers were completely numb, and they even started to bet on whether a few Titans or battleships would come out of the golden flames later.

(End of this chapter)