Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 937 Pure Battle

There was no world-destroying spell battle between the gods of the warp, nor all kinds of strange psychic spells or psychic skills, not even a world-destroying fight between gods of the warp. This battle was fair and pure, just like two gladiators trying to gain pure victory and glory in the arena.

The golden scene and the bloody sword were constantly colliding. There was no earth-shattering momentum, nor the power to destroy a mountain with one sword. The two men were just like two ordinary gladiators fighting in the most primitive way. The two weapons were constantly intertwining, and the two weapons also left a lot of scars on each other's bodies. Scars deep enough to see the bones kept appearing on their bodies, but the two duelists turned a blind eye to the scars on their bodies.

They were still constantly attacking each other, constantly stabbing the weapons in their hands into each other's bodies, intending to behead each other, intending to kill each other with one blow. Every attack from both sides was just right and almost perfect, but the dodging of both sides was the same. Whenever that almost perfect sword hit the opponent's body, the opponent would dodge or directly use his body to resist, as if for them, dodging was just an instinctive reaction, and more often it was a collision between flesh and weapons.

For them, the collision between flesh and weapons did not matter at all, even if the blade could easily unfold their bodies. The blade kept jumping, and the figures of the two kept flashing. Their speed was so fast that even those traversers could not keep up. Although they were fighting with a group of primitive gladiators, generally only using pure flesh and combat skills to fight, their speed was not something that mortals could reach.

That extremely terrifying speed was, at the very least, the standard of a Primarch, and this was the fairness that Khorne brought to Wang Ming. He positioned himself as Wang Ming's opponent based on his strength as a Primarch. The two sword lights kept flashing, and the sword blades kept piercing into the opponent's chest.

Soon, Wang Ming's offensive began to weaken. When both of them had the same ability and strength, skill became the key to the battle. There was no doubt that the Chaos God who had lived for ten thousand years was more proficient in this. Wang Ming was also very clear about this situation. This was an extremely fair duel. In this fair battle, the abilities of both were also fair. The abilities that they mastered would not cause any impact in this duel, including Wang Ming's immortal resurrection ability.

When Wang Ming's offensive gradually emerged and he was finally beheaded by Khorne's sword, Khorne did not show any expression of victory. He just stuck his sword into the ground and waited quietly for the corpse in front of him to resurrect. For Khorne, the outcome of this battle was actually determined, but he enjoyed the process very much.

Although Khorne looks extremely barbaric and violent, he is very smart and understands the current situation very well. He also knows that Wang Ming cannot completely destroy them. He will only cut off their hands in the real universe and bind their power in the warp. He knows that when facing a warp god who can never be killed, the inevitable outcome is already determined.

But He will enjoy this perfect curtain call, enjoy the killing between gods, and enjoy the pleasure that this battle brings Him as much as possible. He doesn't care why the blood is shed, nor does he care whether he will be defeated by Wang Ming. Only fighting, only glory, only like two gladiators, killing each other on the battlefield, that is what He needs. He does not need demons in the realm of gods, He does not need them, and He does not need those powers. He only needs war, only fighting, only killing, and only the glory of victory.

And He can obtain these many times from Wang Ming. Every time He kills Wang Ming, it represents a victory for Him, a victory of killing a Chaos God. Khorne is fair. Wang Ming possesses the ability of immortality, and He can get glory and victory on the basis of Wang Ming's immortality. There is actually no conflict. When facing a powerful enemy who truly possesses the ability of immortality, when the other party is an equal existence as himself, then every kill represents a victory for Him. After all, killing Wang Ming once is equivalent to killing a Chaos God. This kind of victory, this kind of glory, is something Khorne has never done. Even though the other Chaos Evil Gods dislike each other and want to kill each other, in fact no Chaos Evil God really starts a war of gods.

Moreover, they both knew that even if they killed each other, they would only reduce the other's strength and put the other into a state of powerlessness. As long as the emotions and consciousness of the intelligent creatures still existed in the real universe, as long as the intelligent creatures in the real universe still had souls and were connected to the Sea of ​​Souls, they would never disappear. Even if they temporarily lost the power of their heyday, they would regain the power provided to them by the souls of the intelligent creatures over a long period of time.

So enjoy this battle, enjoy the glory of slaying the gods, face the immortal enemy, use all the means you have to kill him, even if you can never really kill him, then enjoy this battle, praise the battle, because that glorious battle will bring glory to the warriors, praise the killing, because only through killing can the strong become stronger, praise the Blood God, because the Blood God represents all of this, represents the glory of the warriors, and represents the strong who become stronger in battle.

As Wang Ming's body slowly stood up from the ground, Khorne once again raised his sword and pointed it at Wang Ming. Wang Ming looked at Khorne who was pointing his sword at him, and he understood the thoughts of this Chaos God. As a warrior, he would not give glory to the Blood God, he would only give the Blood God hatred for humans.

As Wang Ming stood up from the ground, his voice quickly disappeared on the spot, and then a sword light burst out directly in front of Khorne. As the sword light continued to flash, it was followed by bursts of metal clashing sounds like destroying mountains and breaking the moon. The place where Khorne and Wang Ming fought has now become a large restricted area. All traversers and demons approaching this area will be killed instantly by the battle between the two gods, even those powerful demons. In the battle between these two gods, those demons are as fragile as mortals.

The traversers and demons who were killing each other also stopped their fights. They stopped attacking each other and watched the battle quietly. They looked at the constantly twisting air and the golden sword lights that kept bursting out in the air, and quietly waited for the two Chaos Gods to decide the winner. Even if the outcome of the battle had been determined at the beginning, the outcome of the battle was actually not important. What was important was the process of the battle. "You are not suitable for using a sword. Although your swordsmanship is already very powerful among mortals, your swordsmanship is more like using a knife than a sword."

And just after Khorne cut off Wang Ming's head again, he looked at Wang Ming who was resurrected on the spot, and did not attack Wang Ming immediately. Instead, he pointed out Wang Ming's problem with his voice like melting brass. In these battles, Khorne almost immediately discovered that Wang Ming was not suitable for using a sword. Although Wang Ming's swordsmanship was very powerful among mortals, in the eyes of warriors who were really good at using weapons like swords, the way he used the sword was more like using a knife. Wang Ming did not show too many of the skills that swordsmanship should have. Wang Ming used the sword in his hand like a knife, which was nothing more than chopping and stabbing. Although the speed and techniques of these attacks were mastered very well, he still had the habit of using a knife. This was something that was difficult to detect. This was something that only warriors who truly understood swordsmanship would notice.

"Then I'll use a knife."

After hearing Khorne point out his problems, Wang Ming looked at the angry dog-head in front of him and smiled helplessly. Then the golden sword in his hand turned into a golden sword. He didn't feel strange or surprised that Khorne pointed out his problems. If a Chaos Evil God pointed out his problems in the battle and asked him to correct them quickly, if this happened to other Chaos Evil Gods, Wang Ming would definitely not say a word. But if it happened to this guy Khorne, then Wang Ming would still believe it and would not have any doubts about it.

After all, Khorne is the only god among the Chaos Gods who represents justice and courage. Although he will use his extreme courage and justice to turn the so-called courage and justice into distorted killing and massacre on the battlefield, he will not use twists and turns to deceive his opponents like other Chaos Gods. This damn Chaos evil god is a warrior, a warrior with glory, and a warrior with glory will not use those strategies to win on the battlefield, nor will he use those strategies to deceive his opponents.

"continue."

Wang Ming raised the long sword in his hand, swung it, and rushed directly towards Khorne in front of him. When he rushed towards Khorne in front of him, Khorne also raised his long sword to block the blade of Wang Ming that was slashing towards him. And just when Khorne blocked Wang Ming's blade, Wang Ming's blade suddenly turned and slid directly towards the hilt along Khorne's long sword. And just when Wang Ming's blade turned towards the hilt of Khorne's sword, Khorne also raised his hands, held his long sword high and pushed away Wang Ming's blade at the same time.

Because Wang Ming's blade was pushed away, Wang Ming held his long sword with both hands. His long sword was now blocked by Khorne's sword. Facing this situation, Wang Ming did not make any extra movements. In an instant, Wang Ming loosened his hands and let the long sword slip out of his hands. And at the moment when the long sword slipped out of his hands, Wang Ming suddenly clenched his fists and punched Khorne's head, which was like an angry dog's head.

The punch hit Khorne's face solidly. Wang Ming could even determine through the feeling from his fist that Khorne's skull should have been shattered by his punch. Blowing up the skull of a Chaos Evil God with one punch was not considered an effective injury to Wang Ming. Shattering the skull of a Chaos Evil God with one punch was based on the fact that the Chaos Evil God had set his body to the same physical fitness as him. In this absolutely fair situation, the Chaos Evil God could also do something like smashing a skull with one punch.

Having said that, Khorne of course threw down the sword in his hand, and then returned a punch to Wang Ming on the chest. In an instant, Wang Ming's chest was hit and caved in. Feeling the pain in his chest, Wang Ming did not hesitate at all. The pain had no meaning to him. When Khorne's fist hit his chest, he grabbed Khorne's fist, and then directly hit his head against Khorne's, like a dog's head.

This time, Wang Ming could not help but feel the shattering of Khorne's skull, and also felt his own skull exploding, but it didn't matter anymore. He was immortal, and due to fairness, the Chaos God in front of him would not be easily dealt with before Wang Ming completely consumed this guy's power.

And just as Wang Ming and Khorne began to fight each other, this duel-like battle quickly turned into a fight like barbarians. Soon, the two sides were no longer satisfied with the fight between fists and feet. They even began to use their teeth and every part of their bodies to continuously attack each other. This was no longer a gladiator-like battle, but a return to the original fighting nature of living things. They fought with everything they had and used everything they could to kill each other.

No matter whether it is his own body or other things, as long as he can use them, he will use them all. Fist bones will be shattered, leg bones will be cracked. This is a battle without any weapons, and it is also a pure battle.