Chapter 678 "Another victory in every battle"
"Die!"
Without any unnecessary words, the sharp claws that rushed out from the cracks in the subspace grabbed the king directly. Ming's head and heart, but Wang Ming has an expression of indifference towards these things. He is no longer the time traveler who made a fuss about everything he saw a hundred years ago. He is now the protector of the empire, and is favored by the high lords. Rated as the future destroyer of the empire, the most benevolent prince by the people of the empire, and the most terrifying enemy by his enemies.
How could he be killed by Abaddon's blow like this? And even if he is killed, he will crawl back from hell. Hell will never be his way back. If the subspace is really hell, then he will let this hell burn with the golden flame that represents hope. Hope It still exists, and the darkness is only temporary, just like every eternal night after the Great Rift unfolds.
He didn't make any move and just stared at Abaddon, but his psychic ability quickly tore those sharp claws into pieces. He just looked at Abaddon, who was five meters tall. Let him be on an equal footing with this demon prince in front of Abaddon. Although Abaddon became abnormally large after becoming the demon prince, he was not the original gene. He was not the Horus who once made the entire galaxy burn. It was just a human being. Just the Chosen of Chaos, just a damned Chaos Astartes.
It only took one second for Wang Ming to use his spiritual power to shred those sharp claws. In the next second, his figure appeared directly in front of Abaddon. Facing this demon prince, Wang Ming could not give him anything. Any opportunity to fight back, the blade went straight to the head. The blade was extremely fast, even for the Primarch, the blade was very fast.
The blade sliced through the air and struck Abaddon's head, but the blade did not hit Abaddon's head. Abaddon dodged, and its figure appeared slightly behind Wang Ming's blade. place, and Wang Ming clearly felt that time stopped at the moment it dodged. This was caused by psychic means. Wang Ming knew this method, and could even achieve a certain degree of counterattack and immunity.
Magnus had used this method before, but his method was much more sophisticated than Abaddon's. Although Abaddon dodged Wang Ming's blow, in the next second Wang Ming suddenly He changed the direction of his attack, and then stabbed Abaddon in the head.
This time, Abaddon did not use the psychic spell that stopped time before. Instead, he directly opened a subspace crack, and then used his psychic powers to forcefully withstand Wang Ming's attack. Stinging, but it can only hold on for a few seconds at most, but these few seconds are enough for it to escape from the crack in the subspace.
But can it really escape? The moment it entered the subspace portal, its foot was suddenly grabbed. It was a shadow under its feet. A hand in the shadow was grabbing its ankle, and directly pulled it away. It was dragged out of the subspace portal, and after it was dragged out, a lot of mist appeared around it.
Abaddon looked at everything around him blankly. He looked at the white mist around him. He didn't know what was happening. The white mist covered everything around him, as if everything around him was shrouded in this layer. In the white mist, it couldn't see Wang Ming or the shadow it saw before being pulled out.
As if there was some huge terror hidden in the mist, Abaddon instinctively felt that the surrounding mist was dangerous, and his feeling was correct. The eternal blade suddenly appeared from the mist, and then cut it with one blow. His neck was scratched, and it was noted that he was not actually decapitated, because at the moment he was about to be beheaded, Abaddon once again used the blessing of the Chaos God to sew his neck back. This was the blessing of Nurgle. , this blessing is a virus that allows its body to heal and regenerate quickly.
"Interesting, really interesting. Your knife should be able to cut off its head directly, but it only slit its throat. This guy..."
In the white mist, Ryan looked at Wang Ming in front of him. He was very confused about the knife Wang Ming had just made. This knife should have decapitated Abaddon, but why was Abaddon still alive? Nor did its head fall off its neck.
"The Blessing of Chaos, you didn't pay attention before. When Wang Ming slashed it, the blade passed directly through its flesh, otherwise it cut its neck, but those cuts The area healed in an instant.”
Clarks looked at Delaine, how could he not know the horror of Chaos blessings after he has been chasing traitors in the subspace for thousands of years. These blessings have various abilities, although they can provide benefits to the person being blessed. Provide powerful power, but if these things are not careful, they will turn the blessed existence into an unconscious chaos egg.
“One more stab. If it doesn’t work, the four of us will attack together. I won’t believe it. Chop it into meat paste and it can regenerate.”
Leman Russ watched as he gradually healed. Abaddon, he patted Wang Ming on the shoulder, and then said to Wang Ming. Wang Ming looked at Leman Russ and nodded, and then the next shot landed directly on Abaddon's neck.
But this time Abaddon also noticed it. It used psychic energy again to slow down Wang Ming's blade, but the moment it used psychic energy to slow down Wang Ming's blade, suddenly appeared around it. With three attacks, a long sword, a black claw, and a battle ax filled with frost, these attacks directly surrounded it.
Abaddon understood everything in an instant. It turned out that the four Primarchs above the Holy God Terra had come over, and watching the four attacks and the gradual fire on Wang Ming's blade With golden flames, Abaddon simply used his psychic powers to break his neck, and slap him. One of the four Primarchs can directly burn the essence of the devil. What a slap, However, its plan was definitely completed, and the attack on the Holy Terra Palace area achieved a staged victory. The rest of the plan only requires it to return to reality again. There is no problem with its plan. Another phased plan of its plan has achieved victory. Praise, the great Chaos Warmaster, the victorious Abaddon. .
Actually, Wang Ming was very surprised that Abaddon escaped by committing suicide. He did not expect that Abaddon could adapt to his identity as a demon prince so quickly. After all, this guy had to be transformed into a demon prince. Not long after, it can now use the demon's immortality to escape.
Wang Ming looked at Abaddon's body slowly dissipating on the spot, with an expression as if he had eaten shit. He originally thought that the knife just now could cut Abaddon, but it only took two seconds. , less than two seconds was enough for the Primarch, but the knife failed to cut, and the three attacks from his brothers around him did not hit Abaddon, which was very uncomfortable. .
But at least Abaddon was exiled, right? It will probably take some time for this guy to return to the real universe, even with the help of those Chaos Evil Gods. After all, Wang Ming is about to live a grand life in Holy Terra, and all the demons and demon princes who have descended on Holy Terra will You can see that it will be Lao Le when the time comes.
After finishing Abaddon, the four of them did not return directly to the rear of the battle line. Instead, they killed them directly from the rear of the Chaos troops. The four Primarchs were scattered on the battle line. This was very important to Chaos. This is undoubtedly an extremely bad situation for the troops. Some of their troops have even begun to lose their desire to fight. That is a Primarch. Even the big demons will be torn into pieces by them. That is four people walking in the world. Son of God.
Regarding the desperate reaction of these Chaos troops, Wang Ming said that he was very correct and increased his intensity. The golden flames spread all over the ten-kilometer front. Although this was not too big for the entire front, it was already Many demons can be burned directly to ashes, and as Wang Ming moves, the golden flames are also moving. Whether they are demons or the former Chaos Astartes of the cultists, under this golden light, , everything will be burned to ashes.
Some demons are afraid that they will be burned directly to ashes by the golden flames and really die, so they simply wipe their necks. As demons, they are not actually afraid of death. Of course, this death is It refers to being killed in the real universe and then exiled back to the subspace. They will also be afraid when facing real death.
While Wang Ming continued to kill the Chaos Demons, the Chaos Space Warriors and the Chaos Cultists began to escape. Those Chaos Space Warriors definitely knew those genetic elements. The body is terrifying. After all, the one commanding them now is a demonic primarch. They have witnessed with their own eyes how the existence that is like the arrival of myths arranges their troops on the entire Holy Terra. Their fear of the genetic primarch has already Once again, there was a concept in their minds. They were good at commanding and fighting. They were powerful commanders and even more powerful warriors.
It’s just that there is not only Wang Ming, the Primarch, on the battle line, but there are three other Primarchs who are also massacring them. This is an undoubtedly massacre, and there is a second one ahead of them. The ten regiments' crazy counterattack was followed by four extremely terrifying Primarchs, one of which could even directly burn the devil's essence clean.
So those demons didn’t want to do it at all. Most of the demons just unscrewed their heads. Some Khorne demons changed directions and rushed towards the 20th Regiment, while some The extremely tough-headed Khorne demons continued to rush towards Wang Ming and the other three Primarchs. Wang Ming also liked these tough-headed Khorne demons very much. After all, these guys made him save trouble.
He was worried that he might not be able to completely burn those demons by moving. Unexpectedly, some demons actually rushed towards him. This was really great, but this was only for the little demons, and those big demons Some of them are blessed by fear and have a certain resistance to his golden flames. For these big demons, Wang Ming's solution is very simple, that is, kill them directly with fighting.
First, use psychic attacks to hold them to death, and then use weapons made of golden flames to chop them directly. The blessings given to them by their blasphemous masters cannot block all attacks. , but for the Khorne demon to be able to attack this thing, it is very difficult for them to cause damage. All Wang Ming can do is to hold them to death with spiritual power.
While Wang Ming continues to kill those big demons, the front of the 20th Regiment is now being attacked desperately by demons, cultists, and those Chaos Space Marines. They are absolutely not Those who dare to run to the rear have seen how terrifying the Primarchs are. Basically, as long as they are the cultists, Chaos Astartes and even demons in the rear, they will be killed by those guys, and very quickly. There was no resistance at all.
They have completely become afraid of these terrible sons of gods. This fear is beyond their control, especially the mortal cultists. Most of them have put down their weapons and knelt on the ground to pray desperately. Get up, but what's the use? This is Holy Terra. Their blasphemous masters cannot protect them on the most sacred world of mankind. They are greeted with only destruction. Prayer is of no use and meaning. Here, only human swords and guns are the only thing they need. What is faced and what is accepted.
This is a massacre, a meaningless massacre. Those cultists don’t know the meaning of coming to Holy Terra to fight. Most of them are actually poor people who don’t have enough to eat. Bewitched by cults, they became the cultists who now fight for the Chaos Evil God on Holy Terra. Some of them are cultists seeking revenge against this hypocritical empire. However, when it comes to hatred, they cannot tell a reason. .
There are others who truly believe in the supreme being above the sky, but now their belief is about to collapse. They look at the four Primarchs who are constantly slaughtering their companions, and look at what they usually see. The Chaos Astartes who were demigods were smashed into pieces like toys by the four real demigods, watching the demons they once regarded as the messengers of gods wailing under the burning golden flames.
Among these cultists, it is not the fanatics whose faith has collapsed. They continue to unconsciously recite the scriptures they praise the evil gods, hoping to gain the sense of security they have lost from these scriptures. But is it useful? How ironic that the existence that they once believed in so much seems to have abandoned them at this moment. The so-called miracles and blessings will never come to them again. All words will only become one sentence in the end, and those who betray humanity will die.