Chapter 258 God and "God"
The Great Demon Nurgle rushed towards Wang Ming with a face of despair. It had just received Nurgle's personal order and could not escape. It must help Mortarion corrupt the three genes. Primarch.
It opened its big mouth towards Wang Ming and spit out a mouthful of foul-smelling green poisonous mist directly towards Wang Ming. Its target was not Wang Ming. Under the order of its loving father, it knew Mortarion's plan was ineffective against Wang Ming, and he could only attack the other two Primarchs.
“We cannot imprison him, so we can only attack Guilliman and the clone Fulgrim.”
In the poisonous mist in the sky, Mortarion looked down. Looking at the battlefield on the ground, it looked at the Nurgle Demon running towards Guilliman and Fulgrim with a desperate look on his face, and smiled.
After the Great Demon Nurgle used poisonous mist to confuse Wang Ming's sight, he ran towards Guilliman and Fulgrim.
Wang Ming looked at the green poisonous mist in front of him and was very angry. The stench of these things could not even be blocked by the breathing filter of the power armor helmet, not to mention that he was still wearing ritual armor and breathing There is still a filter, but it’s better than nothing.
The stench rushed to Wang Ming's nasal cavity, and it was like a lump of gasified feces, sticking to his face. Wang Ming's anger also made the golden flame jump, and the golden flame burned with poison. The fog directly formed a golden fireball, and the poisonous fog was burned out instantly.
After Wang Ming burned out the poisonous mist, he rushed towards the Nurgle Demon who was fighting two Primarchs. He wanted to kill the Nurgle Demon who put shit in his face.
The Great Demon of Nurgle has already fought against the two Primarchs. It has focused all its energy on Guilliman and paid no attention to Fulgrim. After all, even if Fulgrim No matter how you attack it, it won't do any substantial damage, but if Guilliman takes a sword, it will probably be killed.
The rusty broadsword slashed at Guilliman's Armor of Destiny. However, the armor made by the Great Sage had very strong defense, and the virus-filled sword could only leave some slash marks on it.
“Hoo!”
The Great Demon of Nurgle struggled to avoid a slash from the Emperor’s Sword. It felt the pain of the Emperor’s fire streaking across its skin, and finally found out Guilliman's flaw, it was a very small flaw.
When Guilliman raised his hand to slash at the Great Demon of Nurgle, the moment he raised his arm, Guilliman exposed his armpits, which were not protected by armor.
“Hahaha!”
The Great Demon of Nurgle laughed loudly. It finally seized the opportunity. It quickly raised its rusty sword and slashed towards Guilliman's armpit. Fulgrim, who was attacking the Great Demon of Nurgle from the side, noticed this. At one point, he originally wanted to stop the attack of the Great Demon Nurgle, but the blade of the Great Demon Nurgle was already too close to Guilliman, and the corrupt blade cut into Guilliman's armpit, even though Guilliman He reacted quickly and cut off the arm holding the sword of the Great Demon Nurgle, but it was too late, the blood of the demigods had already dripped.
The viruses on the broadsword entered Guilliman's body, but the powerful immune system of the Primarch killed the viruses instantly. The Great Demon Nurgle looked at Guilliman's fallen blood and laughed. He wiped his own neck with a knife.
"Loving father, my mission is accomplished!"
The Great Demon Nurgle roared when he died, and then fell to the ground, and the body slowly disappeared. Avoid being killed by Wang Ming and commit suicide directly. Although Nurgle has given it the blessing of regeneration, it can still return to the subspace if it wants.
“Your uncle’s!”
Wang Ming looked at the corpse of Nurgle, which was slowly disappearing. He stepped on the corpse hard, and then looked at Guilliman. He saw the damage under Guilliman's armpits. The powerful physique of the Primarch had already been destroyed. The wound was restored, but the lining of the power armor was damaged.
“Zizzizi!!”
At this moment, several huge psychic energy beams suddenly appeared in the sky, heading straight towards Guilliman. fell on Guilliman.
Mortarion also rushed to the ground at this moment. The Nurgle demons hiding in the dark rushed towards the three Primarchs. These demons were just summoned by Mortarion and then hidden. Although they are afraid of death in the dark, the current order is given by their loving father, and they must execute it.
“What the hell, we still let those guys succeed!”
Wang Ming looked at the demons rushing towards them. After sending his current coordinates to his honor guard, he stood in front of Guilliman. He raised his long knife and looked at the group of people rushing towards him. Demon, golden flames kept beating on his body.
"Third brother, pick up Thirteenth brother's sword."
Wang Ming looked at the group of demons in front of him and said to Fulgrim, when Guilliman was imprisoned before , his Emperor's Sword has fallen to the ground, and now Guilliman is controlled, just for Fulgrim, the sword master, to use. Fulgrim's biggest worry before was that he did not have the ability to completely kill demons.
"Okay!"
When Fulgrim heard Wang Ming's words, he quickly put the flaming blade back into its scabbard, and then picked up Guilliman's Emperor's Sword.
Fulgrim looked at the flames burning on the Emperor's Sword, and seemed to see his father again, that powerful man. The flames of the Emperor's Sword were burning, and Fulgrim also stood beside Wang Ming. Face the demons together.
"Be careful..."
Guilliman was half-kneeling on the ground. His body could no longer move. He could only look at the two brothers standing in front of him and told them what they needed to fight. Be careful, lest you become imprisoned by blasphemous psychic spells like yourself.
“Pa!”
At this moment, a cannonball suddenly flew towards Wang Ming. Wang Ming relied on the reaction speed of the original body to see the cannonball. Wang Ming was about to hit the cannonball. The moment it hit him, he used a long knife to chop the cannonball into pieces, without even giving the cannonball time to explode.
"Emperor's Baneblade cannonball?"
The fragments of the cannonball fell to the ground like grains of sand. Wang Ming thought in confusion. He recognized the model of the shell. It was the Emperor's Baneblade rocket. Booster ammunition was used to replenish the troops with various weapons every day. Wang Ming also memorized the models and appearances of all weapons and equipment, which was not difficult for the Primarch.
"Wait..., is that the poison blade of my legion? Damn it! Aren't those abandoned vehicles guarded by time travelers?"
Wang Ming saw the man who fired at him The Emperor's Baneblade was a rusty Emperor's Baneblade. It was even covered with a layer of unknown green tissue similar to organic tissue. On its body, Wang Ming saw the 21st Legion. emblem, a half-covered flag of the XXI Corps.
“Boss, our car was robbed!”
Just as Wang Ming was looking at the armored vehicles snatched away by the Death Guard in front of him, a company of time travelers suddenly appeared beside him. They had just been overwhelmed by the Nurgle demon group. The group of plague warriors took advantage of Nurgle's demonic group. The scale demons attacked them, grabbed the armored vehicles and ran away. Although they destroyed some armored vehicles, they were still unable to do anything.
In the end, the raging demonic tide drowned them, and even the company commander who held the company flag as a resurrection point died.
"I already know..."
Wang Ming looked at the resurrected time travelers around him and said to them. After all, the pile of armor in front of him had the logo of the 21st Legion. The vehicle was heading towards them.
“Teleport?” Fulgrim and Guilliman looked at the travelers who suddenly appeared, and they asked Wang Ming in confusion.
"Well, yes..."
Wang Ming heard Guilliman and Fulgrim's inquiries and replied to them that they did not know the resurrection ability of the time travellers.
"What..., what should I do now, boss?"
The time travelers asked Wang Ming. They looked at the demonic tide in front of them and didn't know what to do for a moment.
"What else can we do? Just fight!"
Wang Ming heard the questions of the time travellers, and replied helplessly to them, and then took out a lot of heavy weapons from the system mall and gave them to the time travellers. them.
The time travelers obtained heavy weapons, and they quickly established a position, which was built around Guilliman. Various heavy weapons directly surrounded Guilliman.
Lasers, explosive bombs, rockets, melts, plasma, and even some gravity weapons were all shot out from the hands of the traversers. They rushed into the demonic tide, setting off a disgusting bloody storm. A large number of demons were driven away by the traversers' firepower advantage.
“Alas…”
Wang Ming looked at the demonic tide charging with firepower, as well as the corrupted armored vehicles, and let out a long sigh. If the power of Nurgle hadn't interfered with the communication, he even wanted the artillery regiment of the auxiliary army to come with firepower. Cover for one hour.
Now that the firepower point has been established, they only need to stay on the mountain and wait for Mortarion to appear. The restraints on Guilliman cannot be untied at the moment. Wang Ming also used short-distance communication to contact the traversers. Let them bring Kellia and Sister Silence over, so that they may be able to remove the restraints on Guilliman.
Although Guilliman is now restrained, he has two brothers and a firepower consisting of an entire company of time-travelers. Unless Mortarion is not smart, he will not rashly Arrived here.
Things are just as Wang Ming thought. Mortarion is above them now. It is waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the demonic tide to break through with firepower. Then it will have a chance.
"Boss..., we..., are here..."
Just when Wang Ming was thinking about how to ambush Mortarion, Wang Xiaofa's voice suddenly came from his communicator. The voice was intermittent. The power of chaos still had a great impact on communication. The time travelers were coming. They are fighting their way through the demonic group.
"Well, I saw you, pay attention to those armored vehicles."
Wang Ming looked at the time travelers who were killing in the demonic tide, and said to them through the communicator, communicator Although it's still a bit intermittent, at least short-distance communication is possible.
"Understood."
Wang Xiaofa gave Wang Ming a brief reply, and then led his brothers to fight towards Wang Ming's location. There were four groups of time travelers, and one group. Hundreds of cavalry Terminators of the Primarch Guards, four Imperial Guards, several Sisters of Silence, and the most important, Kellia, all rushed towards the top of the mountain.
In fact, there are still groups of traversers in this valley, but they are currently exchanging fire with the large forces of the Death Guard together with the Ultramarines and cannot escape for the time being.
“Can’t wait any longer!”
Mortarion looked at the traversers who were slashing all the way in the demonic tide. He knew that he could no longer wait for the opportunity and could only rush forward forcefully. Guilliman took him away when he went down. If those time travelers really rushed up the mountain, then they would have no chance to capture Guilliman.
“Hoo!”
There was a roar in the sky, and the Nurgle demons in the demon tide seemed to hear some orders. They stepped on the bodies of other demons and rushed towards the mountain. Come, they rushed to the top of the mountain under fire, and a strange bell sounded at this moment. The bell came from nowhere, and it appeared so strangely on the battlefield, and those Nurgle demons suddenly A strange song was sung.
They praise the benevolence of the Plague Lord, the kindness of their loving father, their disgusting big family, and the endless growth of life.
Accompanied by their praises, a huge poisonous mist appeared on the battlefield. The poisonous mist quickly formed a bloated outline, and its facial features glowed with a strange green light. Its size Like a Titan, it looked at the three Primarchs on the top of the mountain and let out a strange laugh.
“Come into my arms, my lovely child.”
“Join this wonderful family, my child.”
“I will treat you as an equal Every child, come on, hug me.”
"My child, stop being a tool for that man and throw yourself into my merciful arms."
"Join me, my child."
In that void composed of poisonous mist After the shadow appeared, a large number of voices suddenly appeared in the minds of the three Primarchs. That voice was like a kind father, constantly asking the three Primarchs to fall into his arms.
"Nurgle..."
Wang Ming listened to the voice in his head. He grabbed the bodies of Guilliman and Fulgrim, and the golden flames spread from his body to both sides. On the famous Primarch, golden flames enveloped the three Primarchs, making them more resistant to the voices in their heads.
"Get back!!!"
At this moment, a sharp shout suddenly came from the location of the traversers in the demonic wave of Nurgle. It was an extremely majestic voice, and before the sharp shout appeared In an instant, the voices in the minds of the three Primarchs stopped abruptly.
Kelia's body burst out with golden light, and her body slowly floated into the air. She was like a sudden appearance of the sun, lighting up the entire battlefield in the air. The demons looked at the Kelia, they wailed and fled to the rear, and many demons even committed suicide directly on the spot. They were afraid of the golden light in the sky, and they did not dare to fight against it even if they had the blessing of a loving father.
“Do you want to start a war now!!!”
“Kelia” floated in the air, her eyes exuding golden light, majestically facing the poisonous mist. Xuying said, his voice was no longer that of the little girl, but his voice became an extremely majestic male voice.
No, it's not accurate to say it's a male voice. It's like a combination of countless voices, including men, women, children, and the elderly. All the voices converge into this voice, like a collection of countless human voices. together.
(End of this chapter)