Chapter 574 The fleet's subspace journey
The oceans of this world are filled with blood. The yellow ocean that was originally supposed to be polluted by heavy industry has turned red. Corpses are scattered all over the planet. The blood mist has been filled. In the sky, red clouds formed.
Everything in this world seems to be red, which is so weird. The endless red is dyed red by human blood. Countless humans have died in this world. They cry Shouting and despairing, even the body and soul were sacrificed.
"This world..."
Above the planet orbit, Wang Ming looked at the pictures from the planetary reconnaissance. He had an angry look on his face. This world has been sacrificed. All the original humans on the planet have been sacrificed. Those damn demons even dare to walk on the planet so openly. How dare they!
"Prepare..., no, use orbital bombing to blow up this world!"
Wang Ming looked at the planetary reconnaissance map. He originally wanted to send troops to the planet surface, but in the end he chose orbital bombing. , this world is dead, then kill this world completely and let all the demons in this world die.
Wang Ming looked at the cyclone torpedo standing in front of him. He directly injected human karma fire into the cyclone torpedo. These things can be attached to other objects. The weapons that were previously enchanted by the time travellers. Proved this.
"Let the anger of mankind purify this world."
Wang Ming looked at the world under his feet. He stared at it with cold eyes, and then issued an order. Following Wang Ming's order With the command, a large number of cyclone torpedoes entered the atmosphere of this world, constantly pressing the red clouds to break open, and directly hit the heads of those demons.
As several golden rays of light appeared above this world, the demons of this world also ushered in their own destruction. They looked at those golden rays of light and felt the power of human karma in them, and they were swallowed up in an instant. .
And at this moment, a subspace rift suddenly appeared beside the fleet, swallowing up the entire fleet in an instant. Everything was so sudden, the fleet had no time to prepare, and even No one opened his stance. In an instant, a feeling of darkness appeared in everyone's heart, and subspace whispers appeared in everyone's mind.
Wang Ming was the first to react. He felt the surrounding situation and quickly used his subspace essence to wrap up a large number of positions of the Sun Fortress, but there was nothing Wang Ming could do about the other ships. His subspace can only wrap around the Sun Fortress at most, and this is his limit.
The fleet's Geller stance was also quickly opened by artificial intelligence, but it was too late. Many Geller stances malfunctioned immediately after being opened. A large number of mortals and time travelers in the fleet faced the subspace. Fortunately, only some weak-willed mortal auxiliaries were affected by the subspace. After Geller failed, the fleet immediately began to use metaphysical methods to exorcise the demons.
The broadcast of the Emperor's Mantra is non-stop, and a large amount of holy water has also entered the fleet's fire-fighting system. They are constantly splashed in every corner of the fleet. The priests of the national religion continue to chant the Emperor's Mantra. , the mortal auxiliary soldiers also continued to pray loudly, and the faith in their hearts had become extremely fanatical.
At the same time, the time travelers also began to arrange themselves into the team of just mortals. Once any problems arise, they will immediately solve the problematic things.
“Damn, what is going on!”
Wang Ming continued to use his subspace essence, and Geller’s position on the Sun Fortress also collapsed. Now in Geller Until the position generator is repaired, he can only temporarily assume the human Geller position.
“We are being dragged into the subspace.”
Rengar looked at Wang Ming and said to Wang Ming. He knew this feeling, the feeling of facing the subspace directly. The same is true on the Internet. Because the partitions were not put down in time, many mortals faced the subspace. The terrifying scene in the subspace made all the mortals who saw him go crazy, and they were dealt with immediately. , this is a helpless move, directly facing the subspace is not something that creatures in the real universe can do.
The terror in the subspace is unacceptable to creatures in the real universe, and the current situation has caused heavy casualties to the mortals on the fleet.
"Report! Lord Protector, the death toll is out. There are 57,689 people who were liquidated, and 68,851 people committed suicide."
Wang Ming was sitting on the captain's chair in the Sun Fortress command room. He looked at the mortal auxiliary troops reporting in front of him. He nodded to them, and then continued to use his subspace essence to protect the sun. Most of the people on the Sun Fortress are being protected by Wang Ming, but Wang Ming's ability is still at its limit, and he cannot protect everyone.
“Boss! Let’s fight with the evil god of subspace!”
Hu Jin and the other group leaders looked at Wang Ming, and they said to Wang Ming that they really couldn’t stand subspace. They want to fight against the evil god of subspace.
"No! I can still hold on, I will never allow this to happen!"
Wang Ming looked at the group leaders and shouted, this is not the last moment, he will not allow it This kind of thing happened because he was left to fight for the Chaos Evil God. It was not to vent his temporary anger. The important thing was that he didn't want to see all his brothers die here. He couldn't go home anymore. He didn't want to let himself The brothers really died in this foreign country. This world was not even their world.
Thinking of this, Wang Ming suddenly thought of something. This is not their world, but why do they have such a great sense of responsibility for the humans here?
"No! Damn it, Tzeentch!"
Wang Ming was thinking about it and suddenly realized that something was wrong. His mind was affected again. It was definitely the influence of the Chaos Evil God, and Just when Wang Ming thought of this, he suddenly heard a burst of laughter, a burst of laughter that was like thousands of voices twisted together. The ever-changing laughter kept lingering in his brain.
"Get out!" the voice roared. His subspace essence was constantly being released, and his flames were constantly burning around him. Even his armor and the throne under him were burned away. Wang Ming He was standing naked in the command room, his eyes had turned completely golden, and he was burning his soul and everything about him.
As the time travelers burned themselves, Wang Ming was the first one to be unable to bear it. He could not allow the Chaos Evil God to invade his soul and the souls of the mortals on the fleet. , cannot allow his brothers to die!
“Go to hell with the Evil God of Chaos!!”
Wang Ming roared, the golden flames on his body burned himself, his soul was ignited, and in the sea of his soul, he The subspace essence was ignited, and in an instant, it was like a lighthouse was erected above the sea.
Its light drove away all evil spirits and destroyed all subspace entities that dared to approach them. The golden flames spread throughout the fleet, and at the same time, a feeling of extreme sadness appeared in the hearts of the travelers.
"Emperor? I'm not dead?"
Wang Ming looked at the big ball of light in front of him with a confused look on his face. Didn't he mean that after burning his soul, he would really die? Already? Why is he still alive?
"Wang Ming is sorry, I lied to you. Our souls are immortal, at least under the protection of that thing. This is true, but this will also cause you despair, and you will go through countless time , stepped through countless worlds, always fighting, never dying..."
The emperor looked at Wang Ming, his figure walked out of the big ball of light, he looked at Wang Ming, and held his hand Put it on his head. As the emperor put his hand on Wang Ming's head, Wang Ming's consciousness returned directly to the real universe. He looked at the crying time travelers in front of him, and Wang Ming looked confused. , the travelers looked horrified.
"Boss is cheating!!"
Wang Ming and the travelers just stared at each other. Silence was the bridge tonight. They just looked at each other until Qin Ji yelled, Boss It was a fake corpse, so the time-travelers made all kinds of talk about the evil spirits retreating. Of course, this was also intentional. They were very glad that the boss was not dead.
“In other words, this thing can be used without restrictions.”
In the command room, Wang Ming looked at the time travellers. He told them everything that had just happened, and then The various leaders of the entrepreneurs began to analyze the situation and determined that Wang Ming's hand could be used without restriction. The time travelers were about to start reorganizing their lives. At the suggestion of a certain Feng Fan who did not want to be named. Under this, Wang Ming was like that big subspace lightbulb, constantly playing with self-destructing trucks. Facing the surrounding subspace, as it continued to burn his soul, the golden light was flashing through. past the real universe.
Wang Ming’s hand is comfortable for him anyway, but those subspace demons are not. Every flash of golden light will kill a large number of demons and completely burn out their essence. Time, the demons in this subspace were wailing, and the demons even began to say that the "devil" of the real universe was coming. This was a bit of a rebellion against Tiangang.
However, Wang Ming, the time traveler, didn't care about this matter. The golden light was still flashing in the subspace. Wang Ming couldn't die anyway, so he just went to death.
Under the golden light, the fleet has also eliminated the possibility of being contaminated by the subspace. Now the partition has been closed, and now the fleet begins to sail freely in the subspace, just like a It's like a big light bulb that moves freely, and it's still blinking.
The demons were miserable, but a happy ditty was sung on the fleet. The mortal auxiliaries praised the great power of the Lord Protector, the gift of the God Emperor, and the king praised by the time travellers. The powerful power of the Ming Dynasty, the continuous chanting of the Emperor's Mantra, and the machines that can spread sound in the vacuum were once again arranged on the shell of the Sun Fortress, with the golden light and the Emperor's Mantra recited by these machines. Recorded together, it's like the saint on the golden throne stepped down from the throne again. He led his fleet to cleanse the subspace and destroy each and every evil demon.
The demons looked at this golden light, wailed in pain, and kept cursing, who brought these things in? This is like letting a group of plague gods in, the demons They have lived for countless years, but they have never seen such a scene. They have always invaded the real universe, and no one has invaded the subspace. It is definitely that man's demon army, absolutely!
“The effect is pretty good, I recommend coming here once a week.”
Feng Fan looked at Wang Ming, whose soul was constantly burning in front of him. He laughed and said to Wang Ming, and Wang Ming's current state is not good. His burning soul has made his soul very tired. He feels that he is now Just like the emperor sitting on the golden throne, he has been squeezed dry, and he belongs.
He didn’t stop. Just feel uncomfortable if you feel uncomfortable. He couldn’t die anyway. As long as he could kill demons, he would be happier than anyone else. After 64 hours in the fleet, he would end up in a certain subspace. The existence finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he directly threw the entire fleet out of the subspace. If Wang Ming and the others continued like this, the demons in this subspace would probably be dead.
"So..., we can definitely counterattack the subspace, right?"
Hu Jin and the group leaders looked at Wang Ming, and they happily said to Wang Ming, Wang Ming He didn't follow what they said. He just put on a robe. I picked up a data pad. It looked like the information on the casualties. There were too many mortal auxiliaries who died this time. The subspace was not Where mortals can touch, the weird scenes in the subspace can kill mortals instantly. This time, when they suddenly entered the subspace, 120,000 mortal auxiliary troops in the entire fleet died, giving them every battle. Too many people died, so this can’t happen again. Wang Ming will never allow this to happen again.
"Count the number of dead, engrave their names in the Hall of Valor in the Sun Fortress, find the location of their relatives, remove the pensions, look at their descendants in the fleet, do not let their descendants execute It’s time to fight…”
Wang Ming's tone contained a hint of decline. Too many people had died. Fortunately, a large number of mortal auxiliary troops were on the Sun Fortress. Otherwise, the number would have been estimated to have increased by more than a dozen. times.
“Yes!”
The travelers also realized the seriousness of this problem. They came back from the joy of being able to counterattack the subspace and thought of their mortal brothers. , they do not have a demigod-like body like the Astartes, but their spirit is still not weaker than that of the Astartes. Some mortal auxiliaries are on the verge of mental collapse and forcefully commit suicide. They know that Astartes The horror of space is reflected in the education of these fleets, but it is not so clear. They only know that humans will become a dangerous existence after touching subspace. They do not want to endanger the fleet or threaten their own Comrades and Brothers Astartes.