Although falling from a height of several thousand meters might not necessarily kill him, Wang Ming did not want to feel pain for no reason. Moreover, he had just changed into a power armor, and the new armor was not even warm yet. He did not want to break the armor.

Chapter 629 Going home?

As soon as Wang Ming landed, he saw Fulgrim. He looked at the huge monster without saying anything. He took out the special weapon of the First Engineer Regiment that had undergone countless improvements and pulled the trigger at Fulgrim.

After this huge weapon was fired, all the surrounding objects were shattered into pieces by the impact of the weapon. Fulgrim looked at the huge weapon in Wang Ming’s hand. It just smiled at him, and then this huge attack disappeared in front of it without any trace.

“My brother, is this your gift to me? It’s really nice.”

Fulgrim reluctantly climbed up from his soft big bed. He looked at Wang Ming in front of him and spoke to him in a very lazy tone. Wang Ming looked at the twisted monster in front of him and threw away the weapon in his hand. The weapon could not hurt Fulgrim.

“you…”

When Wang Ming was about to talk some trash to Fulgrim, he suddenly felt dizzy in his brain, and then the scene in front of him suddenly began to change. The battlefield around him had been distorted, and everything in reality seemed to be about to break apart.

When Wang Ming regained consciousness, he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. He was no longer on the galactic battlefield filled with despair, but back at his home on Earth. He looked at the familiar furniture and the cell phone that was constantly vibrating beside his bed. He was home? But he was clearly still fighting Fulgrim just now!

“Dream…? A dream of hundreds of years… System!”

Wang Ming looked at the extremely familiar things around him. Even though he had a hundred years of memory, he was still extremely familiar with these things.

He looked at those things and tentatively called upon the system, but nothing appeared. In the past, as long as he called upon the system, the system interface would appear immediately, but now nothing appeared, as if everything in the past few hundred years was just a dream. But if it was really a dream, then this dream was too real. Wang Ming still remembered everything that happened in the past hundred years. They fought in the galaxy, they killed those enemies of humanity who harmed humanity, and they worked hard for a common goal.

Were these all dreams? This dream was too real, just like a life. Wang Ming recalled the memories of the past few hundred years. He picked up the mobile phone beside him and looked at the familiar apps and photos in his album. Everything seemed so unreal.

“I’m getting up to eat now.”

When Wang Ming heard a voice outside the door, he suddenly realized that this was definitely not the real world and he had not returned home at all. This was an illusion created by the Chaos Evil God’s strange magic.

Because his mother would never talk to him here. The place where he worked was so far away from his parents who were far away in his hometown. There was no way his mother could be here.

“Okay, okay, you’re going to kill me, okay?!”

Wang Ming listened to his mother’s voice, he was sure that this was an illusion, he got off his bed, looked at his mortal body, and skillfully used some combat skills he had learned. He was sure that this was an illusion, because he had these combat skills, and because this illusion was full of problems.

The only problem now is how to get out of this illusion. Obviously, this illusion was created through his subconscious. Slaanesh should not have any memory of him. This is his subconscious, his subconscious that wants to go home, his subconscious that wants to see his parents, but he already knows that he can no longer go home.

“Illusion…, reality…, do you really think I can’t tell the difference?”

Wang Ming listened to his mother’s voice outside the door urging him to eat, his eyes full of nostalgia. He wanted to go home, he wanted to see his parents, but he could no longer go home, not only because he had traveled through time, but also because of the responsibilities he now shouldered.

He is the Protector of the Human Empire, the Lord of the 21st Legion, and the eternal enemy of the enemies of humanity. He must shoulder these responsibilities for the sake of his own race.

“I really want to stay longer…, but Fulgrim needs me to deal with the damned Chaos God.”

Wang Ming listened to his mother’s voice, he opened the drawer of his bedside table, took out a fruit knife very skillfully, and then plugged it directly into the power strip on the bedside table without thinking. This was the fastest way. He didn’t believe that after he died here once, Slaanesh could still use those illusions to influence him.

After a flash of lightning in the room, a corpse that was electrocuted into charcoal lay on the ground, and at the moment when Wang Ming’s consciousness disappeared, he felt a cold light shining on his soul. Then the scene in front of him suddenly changed. It turned into a scene where Fulgrim killed the time travelers in front of him and slashed at him with the weapon in his hand.

At this critical moment, Wang Ming’s eyes regained clarity, and Yongcun was quickly pulled out from his waist. In a nanosecond, the blade directly met Fulgrim’s attack.

Due to time constraints, Wang Ming did not open the phase stand above Eternity, and this knife was just a clash of weapons. Fulgrim watched with interest as Wang Ming blocked his attack. He was very surprised that Wang Ming woke up quickly from the illusion. Slaanesh once promised him that he would pull Wang Ming into an illusion created by Wang Ming’s subconscious mind. In that illusion, Wang Ming would be trapped by his past, allowing Fulgrim to quickly kill him, and then bring him to the realm of Slaanesh, where the Lord of Pleasure would corrupt him personally.

But Wang Ming now got rid of the illusion very quickly, which surprised Fulgrim very much, but it also made Fulgrim very excited. This brother of his was so interesting.

“You got me excited my brother, you are so funny.”

Fulgrim’s four arms were constantly waving, and the four sharp blades were constantly slashing in front of Wang Ming, and Wang Ming could only barely parry the attacks of these blades. The attacks of these blades were too fast. Both the speed and the entry points of these blades were beyond Wang Ming’s reach. His fighting skills and physical fitness were much higher than Wang Ming’s.

Although they are both Primarchs, its body has been strengthened by the blessing of Slaanesh. Its physical fitness has been raised to a certain level by the blessing of Slaanesh, and there are psychic things on its body. This guy’s combat power, coupled with the combat skills he has accumulated over tens of thousands of years, it can be said that if it exerts its full strength, Wang Ming is not its opponent at all. However, that is also based on the situation that Wang Ming does not use his own warp essence and psychic power.

Compared to other psychics’ conventional psychic spells, Wang Ming’s psychic spells are mainly free-flowing. After all, he has plenty of psychic energy. Even if his psychic energy is exhausted, he can restore his psychic energy by committing suicide. But Wang Ming doesn’t dare to use psychic energy now. The scene of being dragged into the illusion just now is still vivid in his mind. God knows what that Slaanesh thing will do if he uses psychic energy.

But this is not a good way to go. When the time travelers faced Fulgrim, their fighting power was very limited. After all, no matter how powerful the Astartes were, they could not defeat the Primarch. What’s more, he was a demon Primarch blessed by the Chaos Gods. He was basically a terrible head harvester. It only took him a few minutes to harvest the heads of the time travelers with his four arms.

Wang Ming, who dared not use psychic power, was also suppressed by Fulgrim’s four arms. He could only use his own warp essence now. He was worried that Fulgrim would escape because of his use of the warp essence, so Wang Ming had never planned to do so before. But now that he was suppressed so deeply, he could only use his own warp essence to fight Fulgrim.

Golden flames ignited from Wang Ming’s body, and then pounced towards Fulgrim as if they had life. After Fulgrim saw those golden flames, he immediately retreated. Although Slaanesh had promised to protect him from these strange golden flames, being burned by this thing would make him feel real pain. This kind of pain cannot be offset by the blessing of Slaanesh.

Fulgrim did not want to experience this kind of pain. He had now been corrupted and twisted by the blessing of Slaanesh. He did not want to experience that kind of real pain again. Moreover, he was very smart. He knew that after being burned by the golden flame, the body’s senses would return to normal. With a body that had received countless blessings, he would not be in excruciating pain.

“You actually retreated? Don’t you want to kill me?”

Wang Ming stood in a large area of ​​golden flames, with golden flames burning all over his body, as if he was a giant made of golden flames. He waved the Eternity in his hand towards the ground, and the golden flames also vibrated with him as the center. The vibration just made the flames rush towards Fulgrim. Fulgrim looked at the golden flames rushing towards him, cursed Wang Ming in his heart, and then immediately retreated out of the range of the golden flames.

“My brother, this is boring. Remove those golden flames. This is not fun.”

Fulgrim looked at Wang Ming, still speaking to Wang Ming in his lazy and distorted tone. It seemed that he didn’t care about Wang Ming’s golden flames, but in fact he was very panicked. These golden flames reminded him of his father. He had heard about the affairs of his brothers. He didn’t want to force Wang Ming into a corner and let his father possess Wang Ming, and then be beaten up by his father. According to his brothers, that feeling was very bad.

Moreover, there has been no news about Mortarion recently. This matter is definitely related to Wang Ming. Although Fulgrim is arrogant and conceited, he is not a fool. He is not brainless like Angron. When fighting with Wang Ming, his brain was always working, thinking about how to kill Wang Ming together, and then bring Wang Ming to the domain of Slaanesh, let Slaanesh corrupt him personally, and keep himself away from this matter. Even if something really happened, it would be his father who beat Slaanesh, and he might be able to escape.

However, those who have read the previous stories know that Fulgrim’s idea is just his wishful thinking. If the Emperor himself were to take action, he would definitely be beaten up, and then like his brother Mortarion, he would return to his father’s arms, become him again, let his soul return to the Golden Throne, continue to fight for the great cause of mankind, and use his soul to wash away the suffering he once caused.

But that’s all in the past. Now Wang Ming and Fulgrim have started a war of words. Both sides began a heated discussion on this issue and fully exchanged views. Communication is beneficial. Now let’s take a look at how their communication went. The situation is as follows.

“Damn it, come here if you can!”

“You have the ability to remove that golden flame!”

“I won’t retreat. Come here if you can!”

“How can I get here if you don’t retreat? Don’t think I don’t know what you are thinking!”

“You’re not going to be scared, are you? Feng Fan, increase its strength!”

Wang Ming and Fulgrim argued for a long time on this issue. Wang Ming kept yelling at Fulgrim to come over, while Fulgrim wanted Wang Ming to remove the golden flame, otherwise it would not move at all. Moreover, a subspace portal had appeared next to it. As long as Wang Ming made any move to come over to it, it would definitely run away instantly. It was not a brainless fool like Angron.

In the end, Wang Ming really didn’t want to talk anymore, so he directly brought Feng Fan out. This time, Wang Ming specially brought Feng Fan with him because Wang Ming found that Feng Fan’s magic attack was really strong. From the Chaos Evil God to ordinary cultists, Feng Fan could make them angry. This guy was a human-shaped mocking tool. When he was in the realm of Khorne, his curses were so ugly that Wang Ming wanted to kill him.

But the situation this time was different. Feng Fan sprayed at Fulgrim for a long time, and then Feng Fan was speechless, because he discovered one thing, that is, under Fulgrim’s twisted blessing, it seemed that verbal attacks could not shake its emotions at all, but instead made it more excited.

“Yes, yes, yes, curse me more. No one has cursed me like this in a long time. This is a different kind of stimulation. Don’t stop, keep going~”

Fulgrim looked at Feng Fan, his eyes full of joy and excitement. It was a different kind of excitement, a feeling he had not experienced for a long time.

Feng Fan turned his head and looked at Wang Ming with a helpless expression. It seemed that he had underestimated the degree of Slaanesh’s twisted and perverted nature.

Chapter 630: A Knife Game

“It’s useless to scold this guy. His perversion is beyond our imagination. You are complimenting him by scolding him.”

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim. He walked towards Fulgrim step by step with the eternal statue in his hand. The golden flames spread from his movements. With each step, they seemed to have life. They jumped and roared, wanting to pounce directly on Fulgrim, but under Wang Ming’s obstruction, they remained very quiet and did not really pounce on him.

After seeing Wang Ming’s actions, Fulgrim also retreated in a hurry, and a very strange scene appeared. Wang Ming kept moving forward and Fulgrim kept retreating. Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim speechlessly, while Fulgrim looked at Wang Ming with fear.

“Why are you retreating? Aren’t you the most proud phoenix? Why are you like a chicken with its tail feathers plucked? You are really useless.”

While Feng Fan was watching this scene, he suddenly thought of a very good point of ridicule, and then started his standard trash talk session, but Fulgrim ignored him. He was now paying full attention to Wang Ming. After all, he couldn’t stand being provoked by Wang Ming’s golden flame. The blessings and true pain in his body would appear on his body the moment he touched the golden flame, and he couldn’t stand that kind of extreme pain.

“My brother, why are you retreating? Don’t you want to kill me? Come, kill me, and then give my body to your blasphemous master. Let him corrupt my soul and make me his demon prince.”

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim and said to him with a mocking look on his face, “Although Fulgrim was angry, he would not rush forward. He was not a fool, right? He knew the pros and cons of this matter.”

So Wang Ming advanced and Fulgrim retreated, and the two sides continued to consume ten kilometers of territory. Finally, Fulgrim could not bear it anymore, and he told Slaanesh about the current situation. Slaanesh assured him that he would protect him and told him to go straight ahead. After hearing this answer, Fulgrim hesitated for a moment, and then rushed directly towards Wang Ming. Anyway, he had already made preparations, and he would run away instantly if anything went wrong.

It was working for Slaanesh, but it could also cost it its life, right? It was definitely not impossible for it to risk its life on this. It still had so many things to enjoy, so many sensory stimulations to experience, it didn’t want to die in vain.

At the moment when Fulgrim rushed towards Wang Ming, a warp portal suddenly appeared beside Wang Ming, and then a figure in red armor suddenly rushed out of the warp portal. His body was not as huge as the two Primarchs, but just the size of a mortal.

But his speed was no slower than the two Primarchs. He swung the blood-red sword in his hand and slashed directly at Folgrim in front of him. The blood-red sword collided with the sharp blade in Fulgrim’s hand, making a sound of metal clashing. As a series of superb sword skills appeared on the figure that looked like a mortal, Fulgrim was actually beaten back for a while. At this moment, Wang Ming also saw the true appearance of the figure clearly.

He recognized his identity instantly; he was the Chaos traveler, the Chosen One of Khorne, Wang Qing. He waved the blood-red sword in his hand, bathing in the golden flames, letting the golden flames burn his body. He looked at Fulgrim and laughed calmly, feeling the pain of the golden flames burning on his body.

“Brother Wang, I’m here to support you. Let’s kill this disgusting big loach together.”

Wang Qing looked at Wang Ming, who was bathed in the burning golden flames and laughing calmly. Only at this moment did he feel that he had returned to the human collective. He was not the chosen one of Khorne, but a warrior of mankind, the blade of mankind.

“it is good.”

Wang Ming responded to Wang Qing, then watched the green flame burning his body and moved some of the golden flame away from him. He didn’t want Wang Qing to be burned to death by the golden flame. Although this might be Wang Qing’s wish, if Wang Qing didn’t really say this to him, he would never kill Wang Qing.

“Brother Wang, please don’t put away that fire, burn me more. Those blessings of Khorne are corroding my body all the time. You just kill the poison for me.”

Wang Qing watched Wang Ming take away the golden flame from his side, and he became anxious at that moment. He was burning with joy, but as soon as Wang Ming took away the golden flame, the blessing of Khorne came up again. He didn’t want to be reduced to a madman who only knew how to kill by the blessing of Khorne. At that time, in the Khorne domain, his reason could not suppress the blessing of Khorne, and he killed and slashed the Khorne demons next to him.

Then after that incident was over, he received the blessing of Khorne again, which made him feel worse than eating shit. He was originally very resistant to the blessing of Khorne, and that damn thing actually gave him more blessings because of his madness. This was what he could not accept the most. He did not want to become a madman, never. He hoped that he could clearly know his identity and what he should do.

He is a human being, not the so-called Demon Prince. He has never been loyal to the Brass Throne, but to the Golden Throne on Holy Terra. He is loyal not to the Kobolds on the Brass Throne, but to the saint on the Golden Throne who shoulders the pain for mankind.

“Row.”

After Wang Ming heard what Wang Qing said, he rekindled the golden flame. The golden flame burned Wang Qing’s body. Wang Qing just smiled at Wang Ming, and then covered in golden flames, rushed towards Fulgrim like a true warrior of the God-Emperor.

“Damn it, how dare you!”

Fulgrim looked at Wang Qing who was rushing towards him. He looked at this Chosen One of Chaos who was just like a mortal. He felt that this Chosen One of Chaos was insulting him. This guy did not use the power blessed by him. Instead, he suppressed all the blessings as much as possible. He only relied on his body that had been transformed countless times by the blessings and his combat skills to fight him.

Fulgrim felt that this guy was insulting it. When Wang Ming fought with it, he would at least be cautious and give it his all, but this guy was fighting it at his worst condition, which was an insult to its pride.

“You damn guy!”

Fulgrim looked at Wang Qing who had rushed in front of it. It waved its four arms and kept slashing at Wang Qing. Its blades were constantly blocked by Wang Qing’s bloody sword. Fulgrim couldn’t understand how he could use a sword to block the attack of its four sharp blades.

“As expected of a swordsman, you are much stronger than those great demons.”

Wang Qing’s seemingly effortless movements were actually his full strength. This was the limit of his swordsmanship and combat skills honed in Khorne’s domain. He did not want to use the blessings of Khorne on himself to turn himself into a terrifying existence like a demon. He wanted to fight in his own human body.

But this also meant that his physical fitness could not keep up with Fulgrim’s terrible blessing. What he could do was already his limit, and he was almost unable to hold on. Blocking Fulgrim’s wave of attacks just now was already his limit. But just when he couldn’t hold on any longer, Wang Ming rushed forward, Yongcun passed in front of Wang Qing, cut off the sharp blade that was reaching towards his head, and then Wang Ming grabbed Wang Qing’s head and threw him behind him.

Wang Qing had done well enough. Now Wang Ming should also kill Fulgrim. Four sharp blades and long swords were dancing in space. The battle between the two Primarchs was like some kind of artistic dance. Various techniques were constantly used by them. The speed of the two Primarchs had made it impossible for the traversers and demons around them to keep up. They could only watch the two Primarchs fighting there. They could not intervene at all.

The demons might be able to observe the course of the battle through some abnormal means, but the time travelers could not. When they watched the battle between the two Primarchs, they could only see the space being distorted by huge forces and various flashes like explosions. Their speed was simply too fast.

After being thrown behind by Wang Ming, Wang Qing also wanted to rush up to help, but with the speed of the two Primarchs, he was completely unable to participate in the battle since he had not activated the blessing. Wang Qing hesitated for a moment, then turned around and rushed directly towards those Slaanesh demons. He couldn’t participate in the battle between the Primarchs, but couldn’t he kill those demons?

“Hurry up! He’s very strong, I’m not sure how long I can hold him down!”

While Wang Ming and Fulgrim were fighting, Fulgrim was constantly speaking to Slaanesh in his heart that they had already begun their plan to corrupt Wang Ming. Fulgrim would hold Wang Ming back, while Slaanesh would look for an opportunity to drag Wang Ming directly into his divine realm, and let Wang Ming be corrupted by eternal joy in his divine realm.

“You need to hurt him and let my power enter his body. Otherwise, I won’t be able to drag his soul into my divine domain. His soul is very special. The previous spell worked only because he wasn’t overly defensive at the time.”

The voice of Slaanesh sounded in Fulgrim’s mind, and after hearing Slaanesh’s voice, Fulgrim helplessly speeded up his hands. He actually didn’t want to get involved in Wang Ming’s affairs. He felt that this was very troublesome, so it would be better for him to enjoy more pleasure.

Fulgrim’s blade and Wang Ming’s blade collided, and the speed of both sides was very fast. For a moment, the blades intersected, but neither of them could break the other’s defense. But after Fulgrim communicated with Slaanesh, Fulgrim’s speed and offensive were obviously improved. Wang Ming looked at the damn monster in front of him, and he began to be unable to keep up with Fulgrim’s speed. If Fulgrim did not fight seriously before, then Fulgrim is now very serious. He wants to complete this task quickly and then go back to continue enjoying it.

Fulgrim’s speed increased, and Wang Ming could not keep up with him. His psychic power was also activated. Now under the protection of Slaanesh’s blessing, Fulgrim was not affected too much by the golden flame. When the flame touched him, it would be blocked by a purple shield, and the shield would withstand the burning of the golden flame for Fulgrim.

After the burning of the golden flame was blocked, Fulgrim’s attack on Wang Ming became more and more fierce. Its blade was no longer something Wang Ming could block. You must know that the great Guilliman, the Lord of the Ultramarines at that time, was also defeated by Fulgrim in this way. His four arms waved like windmills. Although Wang Ming is not Guilliman, he is not much stronger than Guilliman.

This is not to say that Guilliman’s combat ability is not good. Guilliman’s combat ability can be regarded as medium to high among the Primarchs. But he gets carried away too easily in battle, and is easily suppressed by psychic energy or something.

What about Wang Ming? Although Wang Ming is not crazy, he is even worse. He does not care about his life at all. If he can kill a powerful enemy, Wang Ming will let himself die once. He can be resurrected anyway. He does not care about the strength of the enemy at all. If he can’t kill it once or twice, what about a hundred or a thousand times? Even a god will be killed under this endless attack, right?

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim’s condition and gave up the idea of ​​killing him perfectly. He stared at the blade that was opened by Fulgrim again and used his psychic power to attack it directly. The invisible blade appeared beside Wang Ming and slashed directly at Fulgrim.