My Desperate Journey in 40k

Judith walked up to Wang Ming, took off the long sword from her back, held it up with both hands and spoke to Wang Ming.

"Thank you, beautiful Lady Saint Judith. You are a devout believer of the Divine Emperor. I feel very relieved to leave my weapon in your care."

Wang Ming looked at Judith in front of him, and said to her, then took the power Tang sword from her hand. This power long sword had a scabbard. Wang Ming directly used the magnetic adsorption device on it to hang it around his waist.

"What a handsome face! A divine aura fills my face. Great Son of God! I can actually see him so closely."

Paracelina, who was beside Judith, looked at Wang Ming and thought excitedly in her heart. Her body even began to tremble because of excessive excitement. Being able to see the Son of God so close was something that every devout believer of the Anglican religion would not dare to dream of.

"Master Wang Ming, this long sword of yours is a Tang sword, right?"

At this moment, Judith suddenly looked into Wang Ming's eyes and said this. She spoke in Chinese and her voice was very low, but Wang Ming still heard it.

"Yeah, you too?"

Wang Ming looked at Judith curiously and asked her, "Since she can recognize the Tang sword, she is obviously a poor fellow from Earth."

"Yes, two years..."

Judith looked at Wang Ming, and after hearing his words, her eyes instantly became moist. It had been two years since she traveled to this damn world, and she finally met a fellow villager. In fact, when Judith first met the "Star Travelers", she was a little skeptical about their identities. After all, she had never seen the "Star Travelers" in any information in the original work. This was a legion that appeared suddenly.

A legion suddenly appeared, a Primarch suddenly appeared, and these people all looked Asian. Their lifestyle and some habits made Judith more certain that there was something wrong with this legion. Until she found a bunch of chess pieces painted with "Star Travelers" made by someone in the travelers' dormitory, she was completely sure that there was something wrong with this legion.

Sure enough, she later found a Chinese book, a "Militia Military Training Manual", which allowed her to finally confirm the identity of this group of time travelers. She took this opportunity to confront Wang Ming directly.

"Okay, come with me to the headquarters later. I need to discuss something with you."

Wang Ming was slightly surprised when he looked at Judith in front of him, but he soon calmed down. He spoke to Judith in Gothic. He brought Judith to the command center under the pretext of discussing something to have a good talk about her time travel.

Wang Ming was sitting on a chair in the command center that was specially made for the original body. He had taken off his armor and put on the regular clothes of a "Star Traveler".

"Earth name."

Wang Ming took a cup of Morse tea, took a sip, and then asked Judith who was sitting in front of him.

Without those Anglican believers and Paracelsus around, Judith seemed a little careless, lying on the chair with her legs spread out, looking very relaxed.

"Wang Chao was a small clerk in a company and a receptionist before he traveled through time."

Judith looked at Wang Ming and said with a little sadness that her time travel was a sad story. She had just got off work that day and was about to go home when an out-of-control vehicle suddenly hit her on the sidewalk. At the moment she lost consciousness, she found herself in an unfamiliar place. After a short period of adaptation, she was shocked to find that she had become a redeemed nun. (The rest of the story is in the previous article, so I won’t go into details here.)

Wang Ming listened to Judith's complaint-like narration, and it felt like he was listening to a child talking about how wronged he had been in the outside world all those years. He had fanatical worship of the followers of the state religion, was ordered to command the fleet in times of crisis, dealt with the Astartes of the Book Burners, and fought against all kinds of Chaos things.

Because of the battles of all sizes in the past two years, there is not a single piece of healthy skin on her body now, and her body is covered with scars of various sizes. The most shocking one is the wound on her chest that is so deep that the bone can be seen. Although this wound has long been healed under Paracena's medical treatment, it still leaves a horrible scar on her abdomen extending from her left shoulder.

Even she herself didn't know how she survived such an injury. Perhaps it was because of Paraseena's careful care.

"You've had a hard time these past two years, and here we have someone who has traveled through time for eighty years. It's not easy for him to survive until now."

Wang Ming looked at Judith who kept talking about how hard her life had been in the past two years, and said to her, while also lamenting Casatos's miserable life for eighty years.

"Eighty years?"

Judith was deeply shocked when she heard Wang Ming's words. She had felt that she would disappear one day in the past two years. It was really not easy for this comrade who traveled through eighty years.

"Master Wang Ming, the Primarch's guards have been assembled, and Master Corax is waiting for you."

Jose came to Wang Ming, looked at him respectfully, and said to him that the preparations for meeting Conrad Koz were complete and now it was time to solve the problem.

"Let's go and see my brother."

After hearing what Jose said, Wang Ming nodded to Jose, then stood up, said something to Judith, and walked out of the command center.

"His brother? The other Primarch, Guilliman?"

Judith looked at Wang Ming who was walking out of the command center, and thought curiously in her heart. In her impression, in this era, Guilliman was the only loyal Primarch active in the galaxy.

"Ready?"

Wang Ming came to the cell where Conrad Koz was imprisoned and walked to the side of Corax. Corax looked at Wang Ming who walked to his side and asked him.

"Now that we are ready, let's just kill him. This will also be a relief for him."

Wang Ming looked at Corax, nodded to him, then drew out his power sword. Golden flames ignited on the sword. He used the blood of a Primarch as the first drop of blood stained on the weapon, which was also unique.

"Let's go."

Corax looked at the golden flames on Wang Ming's sword. He knew that these flames were the essence of Wang Ming's subspace, which could burn out the chaotic human karma. Corax walked into the cell, and Wang Ming followed Corax into the cell.

After the two Primarchs walked into the cell, Judith, who came with Wang Ming, hesitated for a moment and followed Wang Ming in. After the three of them went in, a hundred traversers from the Primarch's Guards surrounded the cell door. This was basic respect for the "Midnight Haunter".

"My brothers, you finally came to see me, hahaha, and there is also a woman, let me see, um... a nun who believes in my father, hahaha, how ironic, the deception of "Imperial Truth" is gone, and replaced by those things of Lorgar, hahaha."

Conrad Koz looked at the three people in front of him. He looked at the only mortal in the room and spoke sarcastically to Wang Ming and Corax.

"Hey..., Conrad Curze, you..."

Wang Ming looked at Conrad Koz who was laughing, and was about to say something to this lunatic.

"I know you are here to kill me. I have predicted that you will kill me using your father-like golden flame. Come on, kill me and fulfill the prophecy."

Conrad Koz looked at Wang Ming, interrupted Wang Ming's words, grinned, his mouth stretched to his ears, stared at Wang Ming with his dark eyes, and said excitedly that he urgently wanted to accept his own prophecy, and he was also sure that Wang Ming would definitely kill him.

"Um... well, prophetic ability."

Wang Ming looked at the smiling psychopath in front of him and thought helplessly that Conrad Koz's ability to predict the future allowed him to see many things. Future events kept flashing in front of him, letting him know where the future was heading. A large number of predictions could also help him fight, as he could predict his opponent's next move through predictions.

"Since you already know, I will tell you directly, Conrad Curze, you have been sentenced to death for betraying the Empire and the Emperor."

Wang Ming looked at Conrad Koz, listened to his mocking laughter, raised the Power Tang Sword and spoke to him.

Chapter 220: Transaction with the Figure King

"Hahaha... hurry up, a scene of brothers killing each other is about to happen."

Conrad Koz looked at Wang Ming's sword, his eyes fixed on the words of "The Emperor's Words" engraved on it, and said to Wang Ming with a big laugh.

"This is not a punishment for him. This is too easy for him."

Wang Ming listened to Conrad Koz's words, suddenly put down his sword, and said to Corax.

"Indeed, but what to do with him?"

After hearing what Wang Ming said, Corax nodded, and then asked Wang Ming in confusion, if we don't kill Conrad Koz, then how should we deal with him?

"Wait, let me contact someone. Maybe he can create some value for the empire."

Wang Ming stared at Conrad Koz, whose expression suddenly changed. Conrad Koz saw the prophecy of change, which was something he could not accept.

"No! No! Kill me! Kill me! You damn bastard! You can't hand me over to that disgusting alien! You can't!"

Wang Ming looked at Conrad Koz who suddenly went crazy and smiled sarcastically. The man who was not afraid of death was finally getting scared.

Wang Ming ignored Conrad Koz. He took out a green cube and started contacting buyers, hoping that he could get a good price for this traitor.

"Zizzizi!"

A green light suddenly lit up in the cell, and a figure walked out of the green light. Its mechanical eyes, emitting green light, looked at the primarchs present the moment they appeared.

"Hahaha, Wang Ming, you really brought me a big gift this time."

Trazyn looked at Konrad Curze and Corax, and instantly took out a green cube, ready to collect the two Primarchs.

"Wait, calm down first."

Wang Ming looked at Taraxin's movements and quickly stood in front of it to stop its movements.

"What's wrong? Isn't this the person you're dealing with me?"

Taraxin looked at Wang Ming in front of him and asked him puzzledly. He thought that Conrad Koze and Corax were the goods traded between Wang Ming and him.

"He is, but he's not."

Wang Ming pointed at Conrad Koz, and then at Corax, revealing who the trading partner was.

"Only one?"

Trazyn was a little disappointed, as he thought he could gain two Primarchs from Wang Ming this time.

"Wang Ming, what's going on? You actually made a deal with an alien!"

Corax looked at Taraxin, and his figure instantly appeared beside Wang Ming. His arms had turned into sharp claws, pressing against Wang Ming's neck.

"Um... Brother Nineteen, calm down first. I am only making a deal with a galactic collector. It will not pose a threat to the empire. Even if it does, I am confident that I can destroy its world directly, or at least all of its collections."

Wang Ming looked at Brother Nineteen beside him, and slowly pushed his arm away with his hand, letting his sharp claws leave his neck.

"Oh, my friend, I don't believe you have this ability. Maybe I will add another one to my collection, hahahaha."

Trazyn listened to the conversation between Wang Ming and Corax, and the funny guy said jokingly.

"Let's get started. What do you want to change this time?"

Trazyn looked at Wang Ming and asked him straight to the point, "A Primarch is a rare collection."

"How to use the Black Stone Obelisk and how it was made, as well as information about the Necrontyr Dynasty on the world of Teldaraf."

Wang Ming looked at Taraxin and asked it for the item he wanted.

The method of using the Blackstone Obelisk must be obtained. This is the only way to suppress the Eye of Terror. In addition, Wang Ming also needs information about the world of Teldarav. This world is the world in Wang Ming’s dream, the world destroyed by the World Engine.

"I can tell you how to use the Black Stone Obelisk, but it's impossible to tell you how to make it. As for the information about the Teldaraf World Dynasty, I can only tell you that it is a powerful dynasty, and their awakening will cause the world to fall."

After listening to Wang Ming's conditions, Taraxin replied to Wang Ming that it was not a big deal to tell Wang Ming about the use of the Black Stone Obelisk. After all, no one wanted to see the power of destruction devour the galaxy.

However, the manufacturing method of the Black Stone Obelisk involves the secret of the Necron anti-psychic technology, which is absolutely impossible to give to Wang Ming. As for the information about the Necron Dynasty, Tarazin actually does not know too much. He only knows that it is a powerful dynasty. Except that Tarazin used the identity of some Necron lords before and liberated some of their collections in the form of war, he did not have much contact with them.

"Uh..., these are not enough to replace a Primarch."

Wang Ming looked at Taraxin and said with an uncomfortable expression, as if a person was holding one dollar and trying to buy something worth fifty dollars. It was very obvious that Wang Ming was not satisfied with the price offered by Taraxin.

"What else do you need?"

Taraxin knew that Wang Ming was going to start asking for an exorbitant price again, and he didn't have much to do with Wang Ming. After all, he still had a deal with Wang Ming, and Taraxin could tell the difference between one collection and a large number of collections.

"Um... let me think about it, your ship's engine?"

Wang Ming thought about it for a while, and then started asking for a sky-high price.

"That's impossible, you know that."

Taraxin looked at Wang Ming and immediately refused. He said that it was absolutely impossible to give something like a superluminal engine to humans. It was too dangerous.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Return those Imperial warriors you collected to the Empire, and give me 10,000 Phase Swords."