My Desperate Journey in 40k

"Damn it, I just wanted to avenge my previous humiliation, and now I'm here! Everyone, pay attention, pay attention, the people who stole our car are right in front, use all your strength to wipe them out, do you have the confidence!"

Li Weihua held the communicator and spoke to the entire armored group, saying that they were all holding their breath after their armored vehicles were stolen. As armored soldiers, their own vehicles were stolen by the enemy, which was like having their wives stolen. This was absolutely intolerable.

"Have!"

The angry voices of the armored soldiers were heard through the communicator. They could finally kill those Nurgle bastards who had stolen their old... no, their own vehicle.

The armored cluster crashed directly into the Nurgle tide. Their tracks carried their huge metal bodies to crush the Nurgle demons one by one, crushing them into a pile of mud.

Just after the armored cluster collided with the Nurgle demons, the Third and Fifth Regiments also began to move. Teleportation lights flashed in the city. After a huge burst of teleportation light, the troops of the two regiments were teleported to the rear of the Nurgle demon army. They immediately began to move after arriving at the location.

The two legions attacked from the rear of the Nurgle army and surrounded the armored group in front of it. The number of Nurgle troops was constantly reduced by the four legions. The Death Guards in the Nurgle army were obviously a little confused by this. Their armored vehicles were quickly killed by the attacks of angry armored soldiers, and the infantry were blown to pieces by various artillery fire.

In addition to the time travelers, Guilliman's troops also joined the battle. The Nova Marines and Ultramarines rode on hover tanks. These armored vehicles that used anti-gravity technology quickly deployed a large number of blue cans. They were on the edge of the Nurgle army, but they were clearing out the Nurgle demons and Death Guards who tried to escape from the two wings.

Guilliman, Wang Ming and Fulgrim stood in the command center. They did not go to the front line themselves. They left all the battles to the traversers and the Astartes. The size of the traversers' legion could ensure that there would be no problems with this plan.

"It's almost time to withdraw the troops. The Solar Fortress has reached the attack position and the orbital attack can be carried out at any time."

Guilliman looked at the holographic projection sand table and said to Wang Ming.

"Well, I have given the order. They are retreating now. The number of Nurgle demons has been almost eliminated. One antimatter bomb should be enough."

Wang Ming nodded to Guilliman, and he replied to him with a smile that, unlike the original timeline, the lava bomb was not used because Wang Ming had made something more powerful, an antimatter bomb on the Solar Fortress. In order to prevent Mortarion from being killed directly by the excessive power, Wang Ming also specially asked the First Engineer Company to reduce the grams of antimatter in the antimatter bomb, so as to achieve the purpose of blowing Mortarion out without killing it.

"Snapped!!!"

Just as Wang Ming finished speaking, a loud explosion suddenly reached the ears of the three Primarchs. The explosion was so loud that the command center they were in began to tremble violently.

"Clap!"

A piece of concrete above Wang Ming's head suddenly fell off and hit Wang Ming directly on the head.

"Ahem, it looks like it's powerful enough..."

Wang Ming patted his head awkwardly and said to his two brothers with a smile.

The power of the antimatter bomb was indeed enough. In front of the first landing city, all the Nurgle demons that survived the battle with the traversers were sent back to the warp by the explosion of the antimatter bomb.

The three Primarchs walked into the big pit created by the antimatter bomb, accompanied by their honor guards. Guilliman fully understood what Wang Ming had said before, "Why fight one-on-one when you can have a righteous group fight?" He had two brothers and the honor guards of three Primarchs by his side, so why fight one-on-one? Wouldn't it be better to just fight Mortarion in a group?

"My brothers, you finally showed up."

Suddenly, Mortarion's voice was heard from the sky of the big pit. It sounded a little strange, with a little joy, but also a little anger, which was very contradictory. Wang Ming listened to Mortarion's voice. He didn't understand how these two completely different emotions could appear on one person at the same time?

However, Wang Ming did not have much time to think. Just after Mortarion's voice sounded, a green light suddenly flashed around them, and then a strong stench penetrated into the noses of everyone present.

The green light soon disappeared, and with it, huge figures as big as mountains suddenly appeared around them. They were a group of Nurgle demons, who smiled foolishly and moved their bloated legs as they rushed towards the imperial troops.

Why fight alone when you can fight in a group? Mortarion also understood this truth. Facing three Primarchs, even if one was a clone, he had to be cautious. He knew the abilities of Guilliman and Fulgrim, but he was completely in the dark about Wang Ming. He only knew that Wang Ming had the protection of his father and that he had a golden flame that could kill demons just like his father's psychic flame. Apart from that, he didn't know much about Wang Ming's personality or the fighting style of the 21st Legion.

This made it more cautious towards Wang Ming and his legion. In order to deal with Wang Ming and the 21st Legion, the Kind Father gave Mortarion more blessings and the power to mobilize Nurgle's demon army. These great demons were mobilized by it using this power. Nurgle had only one order to Mortarion, that Wang Ming was a special "immortal". If Wang Ming was offered to Nurgle, the Kind Father would personally corrupt him and make him and his legion leave the hypocritical Pseudo-Emperor and devote themselves to the benevolent Father.

274. Chapter 271 Rain All Over the Planet

274.

"Ugh…"

Wang Ming looked at those Nurgle demons, golden flames dancing on his body. After the golden flames appeared, the stench around them was dispelled under the illumination of the golden flames, allowing the people around him to breathe air without stench.

"Come on, Mortarion!"

Wang Ming roared towards the sky, and then rushed towards the Nurgle demons. Golden flames danced on his body, and at that moment it seemed as if his weapons were broken into countless pieces of swords and rushed towards the Nurgle demons. But this only lasted for a moment, so short that even Wang Ming himself did not notice it.

"Kakaka!"

After Wang Ming rushed towards the Nurgle Daemons, the three Primarchs' Honor Guards also began to attack them. Bombs and plasma flew side by side, thermal melts and lasers were choreographed in the air, and the two Primarchs also took action. They followed Wang Ming and rushed towards the Nurgle Daemons.

In fact, Fulgrim was in an awkward situation. His attacks were completely ineffective against the Great Daemon of Nurgle. At most, he could chop it into pieces and then exile it. There was no actual damage at all. He could not kill the demon directly like his two brothers.

"Hiss..."

Wang Ming swung his sword and slashed at the Great Demon of Nurgle. Golden flames quickly burned on the demon's body. The Great Demon of Nurgle's silly smile disappeared, and an expression appeared on its face that had not appeared for many years. Pain and astonishment appeared on Nurgle's face. It wailed and moved its bloated legs, turned around and ran away.

The other Nurgle Great Daemons looked at the fleeing Nurgle Great Daemons, and they all showed puzzled expressions. They didn't understand why that Nurgle Great Daemons felt pain. Logically speaking, they should not feel pain after being blessed by the benevolent father Nurgle.

"Hoohoo!"

Golden flames were burning on Wang Ming's body. Wang Ming looked at the escaped Nurgle Demon. He slowly turned his gaze to those Nurgle Demons who didn't understand what was happening. He quickly rushed to a Nurgle Demon and jumped directly onto its body.

Wang Ming swung his long sword and slashed towards the neck of Nurgle, which directly cut Nurgle's neck. The golden flame flowed into Nurgle's body through the wound and quickly burned its essence.

"Ouch!!!!"

The Nurgle Great Demon's painful screams resounded throughout the battlefield. It wailed and stretched out a hand to grab Wang Ming. It knew why the Nurgle Great Demon had escaped. Wang Ming could truly kill them, burn their essence, and incinerate their souls.

Wang Ming listened to the pig-slaughtering wail, and cut off Nurgle's hand that was grabbing him with a knife. Then, with the help of Nurgle's severed wrist, he jumped onto Nurgle's head. He grabbed the antlers on Nurgle's head to stabilize his body.

"Die."

Wang Ming looked at the Great Nurgle who was struggling in pain and stabbed his sword into its crown. Golden flames surged and entered the Great Nurgle's head along the blade of the sword.

Golden flames instantly spurted out from the Great Demon of Nurgle's facial features, and the wailing stopped. Its body slowly fell to the ground, and Wang Ming jumped from its head to the ground at the same moment the Great Demon of Nurgle fell.

"Snapped!!"

Just as Wang Ming fell to the ground, a figure suddenly rushed down from the sky, and his sickle chopped directly towards Wang Ming's head. Wang Ming quickly raised his knife to block the sickle.

The sickle was blocked by the long sword. Wang Ming stared at Mortarion in front of him. It also stared at Wang Ming. Wang Ming could even hear the muffled breathing coming from the breathing tube.

"Click!"

Wang Ming was about to fight back, but at this moment something strange happened. The space around Wang Ming and Mortarion suddenly shattered, and a subspace rift suddenly appeared beside them. A huge battle axe stretched out from the subspace rift and chopped directly on Mortarion. Mortarion was startled after being hit, and immediately distanced himself from Wang Ming.

A huge figure emerged from the Warp rift. Without even looking at Wang Ming, it rushed straight towards Mortarion. Behind it, a group of red-skinned demons followed it with swords in hand, rushing towards the Nurgle army. They were like an army, divided into battle formations, and rushed towards the Nurgle army.

"What's going on? Why are Khorne's demon army here?"

Wang Ming looked at the Khorne demon army roaring past him, and thought in confusion that those Khorne demon army, led by Angron, did not attack the Imperial troops at all. They bypassed the Imperial troops. Even when the Imperial troops attacked them, they did not react at all. They had only one target, and that was the Nurgle demon army.

"Brother Wang!"

Just as Wang Ming was looking at the Khorne army in confusion, a male voice suddenly reached his ears. Wang Ming looked towards the source of the voice. It was an acquaintance of Wang Ming, the Chaos time traveler Wang Qing.

"what's the situation?"

Wang Ming pointed at the Khorne army and asked Wang Qing. Wang Qing happened to have arrived, so he asked him directly.

"That Kobold of Khorne didn't want Nurgle to get the Primarch. Uh... Actually, Khorne really wanted your Second Regiment. He gave me a task before, which was to find a way to make your Second Regiment kill in his name, but I refused. That damn Kobold threw me into the arena again. 88,888 Khorne demons..."

Wang Qing looked at Wang Ming and began to talk about his experiences incessantly, as if he had not spoken to anyone for a long time.

"Well, na..., shit!"

When Wang Ming was looking at Wang Qing and was about to talk to him, he suddenly felt a huge force pressing down on him. Wang Qing was also startled. He immediately drew out his brass sword and rushed towards Wang Ming.

After Wang Ming was pinned down, he wanted to struggle, but after feeling a needle piercing his body, Wang Ming completely lost control of his body. He could only hear some vague sounds, including Wang Qing's roar, Guilliman and Fulgrim's shouts, Mortarion's disgusting laughter, and Angron's earth-shaking roar.

The vision began to become darker and darker. Wang Ming felt that everything he had was disappearing. His soul, body, self, everything, disappeared at this moment. He felt that everything was meaningless. Humans, chaos, aliens, and even the entire galaxy and the entire universe, all had no meaning. He just had to disappear, disappear in this universe and truly die.

Wang Ming in the real universe and the subspace will disappear, and the divine plague is erasing Wang Ming from this universe.

Black pus came out of Wang Ming's mouth, nose, ears and eyes. That was his body tissue being dissolved. The power armor on Wang Ming's body slowly turned into a pool of powder. Wang Ming's body was being rapidly dissolved by the divine plague. Disgusting black mist emerged from Wang Ming's dissolved body tissue. When Mortarion saw the black smoke, he dodged it repeatedly. He could not stand this terrible poison.

After smelling the black smoke, Mortarion began to cough. Even the blessing of Nurgle, the benevolent father, could not stop this terrible virus. The Nurgle demons around Mortarion were even directly dissolved by the black smoke.

Wang Qing felt the terrible poison and had to give up the idea of ​​rescuing Wang Ming. He retreated to the back. Even Angron, who had gone completely crazy, instinctively stayed away from Wang Ming.

Guilliman, Fulgrim and the Primarch Guards frantically killed Nurgle demons, trying to get close to Wang Ming, but it was too late. Wang Ming's soul had begun to dissipate.

"My ****ing Nurgle..."

Wang Ming took one last look at Mortarion, who was standing in front of him with great arrogance, and then his eyeballs fell out of their sockets and turned into a pool of pus.

"Hahaha..., dear father, my mission is accomplished!"

Mortarion caught Wang Ming. He looked at Wang Ming who was losing his life and cast his spell. He was pulling Wang Ming into the garden of the loving father. The loving father was ready to corrupt Wang Ming himself.

Disgusting psychic light was flashing, and Wang Ming's body began to gradually fade away. He was being pulled into Nurgle's garden.

"Is it me?"

Wang Ming felt his soul dissipating, and he asked himself in his heart. He knew that he would never die, and that the Emperor would give Nurgle a great gift.

"My brother, throw yourself into the arms of your loving father. The false emperor has deceived you and is only using you as a tool. He is not worthy of your loyalty."

Mortarion's voice rang in Wang Ming's ears, constantly tempting Wang Ming to throw himself into the disgusting arms of Nurgle and become his demon prince.

"F**K Nurgle, that damned disgusting thing, fuck you."

Wang Ming listened to Mortarion's words and complained in his heart that he knew what Nurgle and Chaos were, a bunch of disgusting bastards who were spying on the souls of all beings in the universe in the waves of the Warp.

If the Emperor really regarded him as a tool, then he would rather be a tool forever and fight for humanity than become a disgusting and blasphemous thing like Chaos.

Just as Wang Ming was thinking this, a golden light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He no longer had eyeballs, and the golden light appeared directly in his consciousness.

"Leave it to me, kid."

A voice sounded in Wang Ming's soul, and then Wang Ming's soul fell into a deep sleep.

"Oh, my brother, do not resist any longer. There are many things waiting for you in the garden of the loving Father. The loving Father will give you love, a love that we never had in our father."

It was obvious that Mortarion was unable to detect Wang Ming's soul. It was still constantly seducing Wang Ming, asking him to throw himself into the arms of a loving father and join the Garden of Nurgle with everything he had.

At this moment, Mortarion's words suddenly stopped. He felt something. Nurgle's power was being weakened, and changes were taking place in the physical universe.

"pat..."

A drop of rain fell from the sky, which was already covered with dark clouds, and landed on Wang Ming. Then more raindrops fell from the sky, and they gradually turned from drizzle to heavy rain.

Mortarion soon noticed the abnormality of the rain. The Nurgle demons that were drenched by the rain were wailing constantly. The diseases on which they depended for survival were being cured rapidly. They died in the heavy rain and were exiled back to the Warp.

Heavy rain was falling all over the planet. The rotten ground filled with the virus turned into normal ground under the heavy rain. The dense virus turned into clear water in the heavy rain. All the viruses were killed. The plague zombies of Nurgle fell down in large numbers and turned into countless white bones, covering the entire earth.

Those devout believers who were hiding in the church and praying for the blessing of the Emperor of God also saw the effect of the heavy rain. They walked out of the church, bathed in the rain, and loudly praised the miracles of the Emperor of God.

The perspective shifted to the ruins of the hospital. Lieutenant Zhou Heng had led the traversers to kill Ku'gath. Ku'gath looked at the humans in front of him. Behind him was the boiling cauldron of Nurgle, in which countless poisons were being brewed. He could not let the humans in front of him get close to the artifact of his loving father.

"Is this the so-called great demon?"

Lieutenant Zhou Heng asked Rengar beside him.

"Ah."