Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 953 Humanity Wins
What brings you here?

The Lord of All Changes, seated on the throne of the Crystal Palace, looked at Wang Ming below the throne and asked him in His ever-changing voice. Upon hearing the voice, Wang Ming felt a sharp pain in his head. Although the voices could be combined into one sentence, the sheer number of voices and constantly shifting tones, all conveying the same message, still gave Wang Ming a headache.

This did not stem from a subspace deity being at a disadvantage when facing another subspace deity, but rather from Wang Ming's human soul instinctively resenting such a distorted thing.

Why do you ask a question you already know the answer to?

Wang Ming stared at the ever-changing master on the crystal throne, pointing his golden longsword directly at the man's face. Watching the man's constantly changing form, Wang Ming mocked him, saying that the man could no longer hide. Any words he spoke to him now were merely delaying tactics before his death.

Just as Wang Ming was about to strike the Lord of Myriad Changes, slicing it into pieces and destroying his divine domain to completely suppress this chaotic evil god, the Lord of Myriad Changes suddenly uttered a statement that Wang Ming found utterly laughable. The stupidity of the statement was so profound that Wang Ming had even forgotten that this guy was actually a god of wisdom.

"Perhaps we can talk."

The Lord of Myriad Changes, who stood atop the Crystal King, looked at Wang Ming and spoke to him in a voice that seemed to be composed of countless constantly changing tones. The voice was incredibly grating and ridiculous, and the words it spoke made Wang Ming's lips curl into a mocking smile.

"What do you want to talk about? How exactly did you die? Or do you want to investigate whether I can completely destroy you all?"

Wang Ming looked at the Lord of Myriad Changes with a mocking expression. Suddenly, a sense of curiosity arose in his heart. He wanted to see how the Lord of Myriad Changes wanted to talk to him. Just as this thought appeared in Wang Ming's mind, he suddenly exerted a huge spiritual energy attack on himself, forcibly turning his divine status, which had been affected by the concept of the Lord of Myriad Changes, back to a normal state.

"I'd like to talk things out with you; perhaps we don't need to go through all this..."

The Lord of Myriad Changes, seated atop the Crystal King, looked at Wang Ming. He saw Wang Ming dismantle his concepts, yet he showed no dissatisfaction or anger. Instead, he continued speaking in the same voice as before.

"Peace talks? At this moment? Are you kidding me?"

Wang Ming stared at the Lord of Myriad Changes. After expelling the Lord of Myriad Changes' influence, he really wanted to chop the guy into pieces. However, to prevent any other tricks or conspiracies, Wang Ming wanted to see what the guy was up to. When he heard the guy say he wanted to negotiate, Wang Ming was so angry he laughed. This Chaos God actually wanted to negotiate.

The idea of ​​a chaotic evil god wanting to negotiate with humanity is so ridiculous, so ironic, and so foolish. Now that things have come to this, this chaotic evil god actually wants to negotiate with them and make peace with humanity. After what they did ten thousand years ago and the torment they inflicted on humanity throughout the galaxy, what right do they have to negotiate with humanity?

“I have something that will force you to talk to me.”

Tzeentch's voice echoed once more within the crystal palace, and this time, as his voice rang out, Wang Ming saw a blue planet—his home planet, the ancient, sacred Earth Terra.

"I am well aware that you long to go home, so I can grant you the opportunity to return to your homeland and free you from the despair and darkness of this universe. In return, I promise that I will no longer plunder the souls and emotions of any human in any galaxy, nor will I interfere in the affairs of the real universe. What do you say, Lord God of Vengeance?"

Looking at the blue world, Wang Ming suddenly heard the voice of the Lord of Myriad Changes again. Upon hearing the Lord of Myriad Changes' voice, a brief moment of hesitation appeared on his face. Just as the Lord of Myriad Changes thought that Wang Ming was beginning to consider how to negotiate with Him and how to choose to return home, a golden blade of light suddenly pierced through the blue world. As the blade of light danced, it gradually transformed into a gigantic blade, directly pinning the Lord of Myriad Changes firmly to His crystal throne. No matter how much He struggled, He could not escape the binding force of the golden giant blade.

"Go home? Do you think I'm stupid, or do you think you're so smart? These past few hundred years have made me completely unwilling to go home. Besides, if you can make me go home, it proves that the Chaos Gods can find my world, pollute it, and threaten my home. Rather than being taken home by you, you bastard, and having my home threatened by Chaos, I'd rather stay in this universe and fight you guys to the death. Moreover, I don't believe you have the means to make me go home, and I don't believe a single word of your promises. You're a liar, and your reputation in the subspace is well-known."

Wang Ming gazed at the Lord of Myriad Changes, pinned to his throne by his massive golden sword, a mocking smile on his face. He walked step by step toward the figure. With each step he took within the crystal palace, golden flames spread through the distorted structure. By the time he reached the Lord of Myriad Changes, the ever-shifting crystal palace had transformed into a vast sea of ​​golden fire. Standing within this sea of ​​fire, Wang Ming, the golden halo behind his head gleaming, and the golden flames flickering in his golden pupils, stared at the Chaos God. In this sea of ​​fire constructed from the karmic fire of humanity, he looked at this final Chaos God, opened one hand, and grasped the hilt of the sword.

As Wang Ming gripped the hilt of the golden longsword, he drew it, preparing to behead the Lord of Myriad Changes with a single strike. But just as he did so, the scene outside him suddenly vanished. In that instant, Wang Ming felt as if he were being controlled by countless threads. He heard countless images of his future actions, such as what he would do with the sword and how he would search for the Lord of Myriad Changes.

In an instant, hundreds of possible future events appeared in Wang Ming's mind. At that moment, Wang Ming's movements suddenly slowed down. Under the control of the threads of fate, Wang Ming seemed to be able to see countless futures of fate and countless things that were about to happen. These countless futures of fate and countless things that were about to happen made Wang Ming hesitate slightly. Just as Wang Ming hesitated slightly, countless threads of fate suddenly appeared on Wang Ming's body.

As a subspace deity, Wang Ming sensed the power of the threads of fate, which were weaving his destiny. In the hands of the Lord of Change, destiny could be woven at will. He was like a chess player on a chessboard, able to manipulate the pieces at will. However, the pieces on the chessboard now were not pieces that the Lord of Change could manipulate at will, but a chess player equal to Him. This guy had once again misjudged Wang Ming's power.

Previously, He wanted to use Wang Ming's return home to force a truce and create an opportunity for retaliation. However, He misjudged Wang Ming's desire to return home and his hatred for them, the Chaos Gods. Now, He wants to manipulate Wang Ming with the threads of fate, which is even more foolish than tempting him with the idea of ​​returning home. As a fellow Chaos God, how could Wang Ming be manipulated by His threads of fate? Moreover, Wang Ming is not a soul from this universe, so why can his fate be controlled by the gods of this universe?

It can be said that everything Wang Ming experienced in this universe completely destroyed the threads of fate that bound this universe together. He was someone who should not exist in this universe. He was the only variable in this universe, the only special hope in this universe. He could not be controlled by the fate of this universe.

"They really come up with all sorts of conspiracies and tricks."

Looking at the threads of fate binding his body, Wang Ming felt the influence of countless futures in his mind. Within these futures and influences, he sensed the changes in fate. Then, he raised his golden longsword and slashed down at the Lord of Myriad Changes. Wang Ming's attack had no technique, only pure numerical values. He concentrated all his power into this one strike, going all out. This was one of the countless fates that appeared in Wang Ming's mind.

Among countless destinies, Wang Ming had seen the ending of this destiny. The ending of this destiny was that Wang Ming went all out, but his attack failed to hit the Lord of Myriad Changes. He was killed by the Lord of Myriad Changes once and then resurrected. However, Wang Ming did not believe the destinies he saw in his mind. He did not believe that the threads of destiny would affect him, because they were his concept, the concept of the God of Revenge's inevitable hit. As long as the God of Revenge's blade was wielded, his concept of revenge would inevitably hit the object of his revenge, and the flames of revenge would surely turn the object of the God of Revenge's hatred into ashes.

Just as Wang Ming unleashed his full power, the power of the God of Vengeance tore open the veil of the Chaos God Realm, pouring continuously into it from the highest heavens. Sensing the power of the God of Vengeance, the Lord of Myriad Changes watched as countless golden rays rushed towards him, and he revealed a miserable smile. Although it was unclear why his ever-changing face displayed such a miserable smile, his current emotions were probably quite similar to that expression.

After all, the Lord of All Changes now knows that no matter how much he struggles, he cannot escape death. Moreover, Wang Ming alone is difficult to deal with. Furthermore, within that golden light, He also saw some black light. He has realized that the cursed one on the golden throne has also come to his divine realm.

He was already very clear about his future fate. As a god who was good at weaving destiny, he could see his future destiny. He looked at his fate of having his divine realm destroyed by two human gods at the same time, and at his fate of being suppressed by the god of vengeance and never being able to rise again. In an instant, he suddenly felt relieved. After all, in his view, having his divine realm destroyed by two human gods was also a kind of change in the ocean of destiny, and this fate made him feel very happy.

Even He hadn't expected that the soul from another world could achieve such a tremendous feat in this universe. It destroyed the chaotic gods of this universe, leading this universe from its original dark and hopeless fate to a path of hope. He truly hadn't anticipated such an outcome, such a change.

Seeing the black light within the golden light, He understood that the other had won, and won decisively. They had lost, lost utterly. If they had known this earlier, they should have forcibly snatched the soul when it arrived in this world. But now it was too late. Fate had already changed in that person's hands. He had won this game; humanity had won.

The Lord of Myriad Changes watched the light fall into His divine realm. He laughed as He watched His divine realm crumble, as the power of the two human gods tore His divine realm to pieces and utterly destroyed it. He too was destroyed by the golden light, losing all his power and existing only as a concept in the subspace and the real universe.

"This matter has finally been completely resolved."

Looking at the Chaos God Realm that he had destroyed with his power, Wang Ming revealed a genuine smile. Hundreds of years had passed, and he had finally completed this task completely. From now on, humanity would no longer have to worry about the threat of chaos.

(End of this chapter)