Chapter 250 "Divine Poison"
Typhons expressed disdain that Mortarion had not corrupted Wang Ming before. After it learned the news at that time, it was thinking that if it were itself, then it would definitely be able to corrupt Wang Ming. bright.
It has now begun to implement its ideas at the time. It will do what Mortarion failed to do. It will corrupt Wang Ming, and it has received news that the three Primarchs All together, if it can corrupt all three Primarchs, then it will definitely gain the favor of its loving father and be promoted to his prince, surpassing its so-called father Mortarion.
“Kakaka…”
Just when Typhons imagined that he had corrupted the three Primarchs, became a fatherly demon prince, and trampled Mortarion under his feet. At this moment, automatic laser cannons slid out silently above their heads.
Those laser cannons were aimed at the Plague Warriors. Just when the laser cannons were about to fire, the various parts of the laser cannons suddenly began to age abnormally. The various parts seemed to have experienced tens of thousands of years and turned into pieces of decay. fragments.
"Automatic defense system..."
Typhons looked at the laser turrets that had been shattered into pieces, with psychic light flashing in his hands. This is a virus that corrupts metal. This virus was used when they first boarded the "Fortress of the Sun".
The metal floors and various equipment around it are stained with rust. The power of Nurgle represents not only life, but also the terrible corruption.
“Bah bang bang!!!”
Just when Typhons was about to take a closer look at the interior of the "Sun Fortress", a burst of bombs rained down on the Plague Marines, a battle group that had been notified and rushed here.
"Shit! Typhonse! Inform the boss!"
When the time travelers saw Typhonse, they quickly ordered the mortal auxiliary army to retreat, then pulled out the power sword, and Some time travelers directly moved out heavy weapons, a super melt cannon from the First Engineer Company. They set it up the moment they saw Typhons. The mechanical assembly speed can even make the oil guy They were amazed.
"No need to inform, I'm already here, it would be good to kill this guy."
Wang Ming's voice came from behind the traversers, and the traversers looked back , I saw three huge figures standing behind the retreating mortal auxiliary army. Wang Ming also waved his hand to tell the mortal auxiliary army who wanted to salute them to retreat quickly.
"When did they come?"
The Traveler Captain looked at the three Primarchs, when did they come? Even the Astartes from his own company didn't notice.
"The teleportation technology inside the "Fortress of the Sun", a star fortress of this size is equipped with internal teleportation."
Wang Ming looked at the time traveler company commander, taking Guilliman and Fu Grim walked in front of them, standing between them and the Plague Marines.
"Typhons, um..., come on."
Wang Ming drew his long sword and was about to rush towards the Plague Marines, but Guilliman was faster than him. He rushed forward with the Emperor's Sword. Wang Ming and Fulgrim were both a little confused. Originally, these two The man wanted to cooperate, but Guilliman rushed forward.
Wang Ming and Fulgrim looked at each other and rushed together helplessly.
As soon as Guilliman rushed forward, Typhons raised a hand. It was also a psyker. During the Great Crusade, its talent was limited because Mortarion did not like psionic powers. Suppressed, but after the Heresy it no longer suppressed its psionic abilities, and it is also a powerful psyker.
The psychic light in Typhons's hand flashed, and green disgusting poisonous mist appeared from its side, and then rushed towards Guilliman. These poisonous mists were like entities, and they enveloped Guilliman. The boy pushed him against the wall not far away.
"Sure enough..., Brother Thirteen, the results of your duel against psykers are indeed like this."
Wang Ming looked at Guilliman who was photographed on the wall speechlessly. This has almost become a rule. As long as Guilliman is singled out, it will never be easy to get good results. Either he will be photographed on the wall or he will be seriously injured in the ICU.
“Kill Typhons first!”
Wang Ming said to Fulgrim next to him, and then used his own ability. Golden flames covered his body and kept burning. Those poisonous fogs caused by Typhons.
Guilliman withstood the huge pressure of the poisonous mist and forced himself down from the wall. The various systems of the Armor of Destiny were alarming. The poisonous mist was not only corroding his body, but also corroding his motivation. First.
“Brother Thirteen, don’t fight one on one. Isn’t it good for us to have a just group fight?”
Wang Ming rushed towards the Plague Marines and said to Guilliman who was adjusting his condition and preparing to rejoin the battle.
Wang Ming entered the Death Guard group. Those twisted plague warriors were like rag dolls in the hands of Wang Ming, the Primarch. They were killed by long knives and captured by Wang Ming. Stand up and tear them apart. Compared to Wang Ming's simple and rough fighting method, Fulgrim is extremely elegant. The flaming blade slides over the heads of each plague warrior and directly cuts off their heads.
After Guilliman adjusted himself, he also waved the Emperor's Sword and joined the battlefield. The eternal flame on the Emperor's Sword burned the Plague Marines.
Typhons looked at the three primarchs. It was extremely calm now. Since it dared to set foot on the "Fortress of the Sun", it was ready to face the three primarchs.
“My Lord has predicted this moment, and He has given me the gift. I will definitely be able to use the gift to pull the three Primarchs into the embrace of my loving father.”
Typhons looked at the three Primarchs, and a strange green psychic light flashed in his hands. The virus that Nurgle gave Typhons to corrupt the Primarchs appeared in the mortal world from the highest heaven.
Typhons looked at Wang Ming, raised his hand to face him, and quickly flew towards Wang Ming with the virus wrapped in his psychic energy. He was burned by the golden flames as soon as he came into contact with Wang Ming's body. , which consumed the defense of the golden flame. When the golden flame was about to burn it out, the "divine poison" at the core of the virus mass finally entered Wang Ming's body. It instantly corroded the power armor and entered Wang Ming's body. body.
Compared with the "divine plague" that killed the primarch, the "divine poison" is a complete torture, using endless pain to make a loyal primarch willingly embrace his loving father.
Wang Ming watched the virus enter his body. He originally thought that the golden flame could burn it all away, but he did not expect that this thing actually broke through his golden flame defense and entered his body directly. .
As the virus entered Wang Ming's body, Wang Ming instantly felt the changes in his body. His body movements slowed down, and his muscle reaction speed even dropped to the level of an Astarte. His reaction ability Wang Ming, who had slowed down and adapted to the terrifying reflexes of the original body, even lost control of his body and almost fell down.
"Hiss..."
These are not the worst. After a second, Wang Ming felt an extremely painful feeling all over his body, and every part of his body was in crazy pain. If this kind of pain were placed on an Astartes, it would be enough to cause him to feign death in an instant. "Your Majesty! Guilliman! Fulgrim! You take the time travelers and retreat first! Colonel Radulovich! After they retreat, seal the area! Use anti-virus devices! Regional anti-virus!"
Wang Ming felt the pain in his body and cursed angrily, and then shouted to Guilliman and Fulgrim that he could use death to get rid of the influence of this virus, but Guilliman Man and Fulgrim can't. This virus is definitely designed to deal with the original gene. He must not let his two brothers be infected.
The Plague Warriors around Wang Ming also took advantage of Wang Ming being affected by the virus and pierced Wang Ming's body with various corrupt weapons, and the virus also entered Wang Ming's body. Wang Ming's original body level Wang Ming's immune system instantly fought against those viruses. From the perspective of Wang Ming's body, it was no less than that of the Milky Way during the Horus Heresy.
Fulgrim and Guilliman heard Wang Ming's shouting, and they both hesitated. Fulgrim looked at Wang Ming who was tortured by the virus. He could see Wang Ming's body shaking because of pain, and looked at Those Death Guards who took advantage of Wang Ming's weakness and kept attacking him, Fulgrim immediately prepared to rush forward to save Wang Ming, just like Wang Ming saved him from the aliens. He couldn't watch Wang Ming die like this. .
After Guilliman hesitated for a moment, he was ready to rush after Fulgrim. He could not let his brothers die anymore. He had already lost too many brothers.
“Bang!”
A hot bolt hit Fulgrim’s feet accurately. It was a shot fired by Wang Ming who forcibly pulled out his bolt gun. , this shot stopped the advance of the two Primarchs.
“Let’s go!”
Wang Ming changed the direction of the bolt gun and aimed it at the head of a Death Guard. He pulled the trigger and shouted to the two brothers.
"Two adults, our...father is not that easy to die. He must have his own plan for letting you go."
The time traveler company commander also came to see two genes Around them, the time travelers almost surrounded the two Primarchs. While they were using explosive bombs to try to support Wang Ming, they were trying to persuade Guilliman and Fulgrim to leave quickly. They were the first group. The Ninth Company, they know very well what their boss is going to do, and they must leave now, otherwise they will definitely be affected by what the boss will do later.
“Let’s go!”
Guilliman hesitated for a while, and then said to Fulgrim. Fulgrim was still a little hesitant after hearing Guilliman’s words. Worried that Wang Ming would be killed.
"Let's go..., I..., I can't die..., think about Vulcan..."
Wang Ming's voice came like a ghost. He was already starting to feel a little angry, but there were already people around him. There are no more Death Guards, those guys have been pushed back by the traverser's bombs, plasma and melt.
"Vulkan..., Fulgrim, let's go, don't worry about Wang Ming."
After hearing Wang Ming's words, Guilliman remembered what he had done in Macragge After what happened, he understood why Wang Ming had the confidence to let them go. Wang Ming was an immortal.
“Can…”
Fulgrim was still hesitant. He didn't understand what Wang Ming meant. Why was he thinking about Vulkan?
"Wang Ming is an immortal, we don't need to worry, he will not die..."
Guilliman grabbed Fulgrim and pulled him away. The time-travelers also retreated while covering each other. Several security robots were also activated by Colonel Radulovich, who were responsible for cutting off the rear for the time-travelers.
When the travelers were completely evacuated, the area was completely blocked by Colonel Radulovich.
"It hurts so much..."
Wang Ming stood up from the ground with difficulty. He had just been rescued by the security robots activated by Colonel Radulovich. He looked at the security robots fighting the Death Guard not far away and thought about what to do. You can't really die for once, right?
But this is also a way. His immune system is currently fighting a major rebellion against the Nurgle virus, and Wang Ming is in terrible pain now.
"By the way, a panacea..."
Wang Ming suddenly remembered this Nurgle-depressing medicine. When he was about to open the system store to take a look, there was a sound of metal falling to the ground. attracted Wang Ming's attention.
Wang Ming looked up and saw that the security robots that had just been exchanging fire with the Plague Warriors were now lying on the ground in a mess. Their metal bodies were full of traces of corruption, and various parts All were corroded beyond use.
Typhons led the Plague Warriors past the wreckage of the security robots and came to Wang Ming. It happily looked at the dying Wang Ming. It thought its plan was successful and gave it its loving father Nurgle. The "divine poison" infected Wang Ming. It was only a matter of time before Wang Ming fell into the arms of his loving father. It was absolutely impossible for him to endure that kind of pain. He would definitely pray to his loving father and let his gentle loving father embrace him.
"Do you feel the pain? As long as you serve my Lord, my Lord can help you end these pains. My Lord will make you his prince and live forever..."
Tai Fengsi looked at the dying Wang Ming and said proudly, his heart was already blooming with joy. He had done it. He had done what Mortarion had not done. He was the one most worthy of the blessing of his loving father. , Mortarion is a "weak" coward. He is the commander of the Death Guard, and he is the prince of Nurgle. He wants to use Wang Ming's corruption to overwhelm Mortarion.
“Hahaha…”
Just when Typhons was getting carried away, Wang Ming’s laughter suddenly reached its ears.
"What are you laughing at?"
Typhons looked at Wang Ming. Although Wang Ming was in a dying state, he still smiled hard, and black blood contaminated by the virus spurted out from his mouth and nose. , He looks extremely embarrassed now.
"I'm laughing. A person voluntarily turned into a piece of shit, and he wants others to become a piece of shit like him. It's so funny, hahaha..."
Wang With a smile on his face, he looked at Typhons and said sarcastically that it was disgusting to think that he had turned into a piece of shit and turned others into a piece of shit as well.
"You..., your dying struggle is useless, I will dedicate you to the great loving father."
Typhons listened to the sarcasm in Wang Ming's words. It was not angry. It did not feel any anger about these words. Wang Ming just didn't understand what a great being he was about to become.
(End of this chapter)