Chapter 2 Awakening the Power of Light, Nexus and Agito!

Gu-Gu-Pu!

It was already night, and Ryan, who was hungry, had been walking along the river for several hours. He finally saw the low-lying area ahead. There were some bright lights on the bank where the river merged into another big river, and there should be human habitation.

During this period of walking, Ryan miraculously felt the calmness of the burn wound, and there was no sign of inflammation and pus, perhaps because he had torn off the rotten skin with pain before.

There was no trace of those giant flies, perhaps they had changed direction halfway.

The memory of the original Ryan Will in his mind was slowly sorted out, and he finally knew why he was tied to the cross.

In recent years, natural disasters have continued all over the world, and people believe that this is a divine punishment caused by disrespect for God.

And his original body, who studied special pesticides to solve the locust plague, was regarded as a heretic because he collected books that recorded the scriptures of pagan gods, and was to be sacrificed to the great sun to appease His anger.

There are not many things that can be guessed later, because these pagan gods' books were circulated before the Great Sun Faith. There are some primitive superstitious parts in them, and there are also some records of ancient people dealing with natural disasters.

According to the dialectical method, we should take the essence, remove the dross, and use the useful things in them.

However, in the cultural background of the Middle Ages, this reason is obviously not reasonable.

The Mandala Principality, which rules this western border, is cracking down on heresy. Gaogat Will, one of the seven lords under the principality, has expelled the heretic tribe once. Now Ryan is trying to contact heretical knowledge again, and he has to use burning to prove the Will family's loyalty to the Mandala Principality.

"Unlucky, unlucky-"

Ryan is this unlucky guy.

All the way to the small village near the confluence of the river in the dark, and soon the candles went out.

In the feudal era, productivity was not high, and this was not a big town. There was no entertainment demand, and everyone got up early and went to bed early.

There was really nothing to do, so I could only make children and beat them.

It was not until late at night that Ryan slowly came to the door of the house that looked the richest from the outside. He climbed over the stone wall that was more than half a person high and landed on the ground. He took some clothes from the clothes rack and put them on.

At this time, the burn wounds were even scabbed, but they were a little itchy after being wrapped in clothes, making people unable to help scratching.

Ryan could understand that his body's recovery speed was not normal, but maybe this was the standard physique of humans in other worlds?

At least he didn't have to worry about the problem of dying from wound inflammation.

Many humans in other worlds really just look like humans. In essence, they are either creations of ancient gods or descendants of gods and demons, especially the group of Nephalem, who are much stronger than their fellow earthlings.

Some dried fish were drying in some courtyards. Ryan, who was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, took some from every household. He didn't pull them out according to each household. He ate them quickly and was about to leave.

He came to the main road and glanced forward. In the distance, a staggering figure came from the river bank, showing the ruthless steps that only drunk people could take.

Ryan quickly squatted down. Even though his vision had adapted to the brightness of the night, he still felt that his night vision was a little too clear.

He could even try to focus and concentrate on the target. Could this be a standard function of humans in this world?

Ryan's heart tightened, and he subconsciously focused his attention.

The next moment, he couldn't help but want to scream out.

Because the staggering figure was not a living person at all!

There was not much intact skin left on the scarred face, and several disgusting maggots as thick as fingers were happily crawling back and forth in and out of the wounds.

Although its body was covered by clothes, the rotten and foul smell seemed to be like an image that could be perceived by powerful vision, rushing to Ryan's nose.

The moment he smelled the smell, Ryan wished that his respiratory system was still as sick as it was in his previous life, and could hardly function normally.

Because his developed sense of smell now made him feel sick to his stomach, and the dried fish he had just eaten in his stomach made him nauseous, and he had to hold back to avoid vomiting.

He probably would never forget this stench in his life.

Fortunately, the walking corpse did not find Ryan, but stubbornly moved his rotten body towards the nearest house.

Ryan estimated the distance and didn't know what to do for a while.

Should he make a sound to attract the attention of the monster, then wake up the crowd, and finally be caught by the villagers because of his identity as a heretic and sent back to the stake?

Or sneak away and run as far as possible while the monster hasn't discovered him yet?

His body showed amazing recovery ability, so he didn't need to worry about survival in the wild. He could survive by running to the territory of other lords and changing his name.

Information flow was not strong in this era. Unless there was a war, few people would leave their own area, and few people would recognize a small figure like him.

A trace of cold sweat slowly slid down Ryan's forehead. He was about to leave quietly, not wanting to put himself in danger, until a door was opened not far away, and a little kid came out with bare legs to pee.

The zombie was almost instantly attracted by the creature and rushed towards this side, showing a completely different speed from the staggering walk just now.

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"Danger!"

Ryan shouted subconsciously. At this moment, everything he saw seemed to slow down. He ran quickly, came behind the child, and picked him up.

The child's face still retained the haziness of just half asleep, mixed with the shock of suddenly seeing a terrible monster. The monster fell to the ground after it pounced on nothing.

At this time, the child in his arms cried out, shouting Dad, Mom!

The monster quickly got up and turned around without any movement to ease the breathing. It was like a machine with a set program that would never breathe, and rushed straight to Ryan.

Ryan subconsciously kicked the zombie over and pushed the child in his arms into the door.

The family only saw the monster once, and they were so scared that they quickly closed the door. There was a sound of moving things inside, most of which was to reinforce the defense of the doors and windows.

The other neighbors were awakened by the noise. Some of the brave ones lit candles and torches. When they saw the terrible scene of the walking corpses, they were frightened and screamed, and quickly hid back in the house.

Only a few strong men held torches and farm tools in their hands and surrounded them from a distance, shouting something.

Ryan was no longer surprised that he had enough attention to observe the changes in the surrounding environment when facing the monster.

This was probably the plug-in after his rebirth and crossing.

Because from the reactions of those ordinary people, they did not have the same physical fitness as himself.

Even the movements of this walking corpse monster were only a little more fierce than ordinary people, which was completely within the reaction range of his body!

Ryan, who realized this, gradually became excited. Which teenager had not dreamed of crossing into another world to establish a great cause?

At this moment, the strange abilities described in novels and science fiction movies appeared on him. If he could not use them to do something, it would be too sorry for crossing.

He growled, exhaled foul air, then held his breath and kicked the zombie through his clothes several times, pinning it to the ground and unable to get up. He had no weapon in his hand, so he had to pull out a crude iron pickaxe from the corner of the courtyard and smash it on the head of the zombie.

After repeating the action several times, it was like the sound of a rotten watermelon being cracked open, and the stiff green juice and mixed ingredients scattered all over the ground, and the corpse finally stopped moving.

Bang!

The iron pickaxe was thrown on the ground, and Ryan looked at his hands that were a little itchy because of excitement. Some strange power seemed to be filling and stirring in his flesh and nerves, and the chanting from ancient times resounded in his brain, as if some shackles were opened.

"Ah——!"

That feeling stimulated Ryan to shout out, his body flashing with white light, and it seemed that something was tearing the skin and flesh and growing out of his waist and abdomen.

In the center of the ribs on his chest, there was a dagger-shaped light protrusion, which he subconsciously pulled out.

The pure white flame was drawn out along with the dagger and spread in the courtyard, without damaging or igniting any objects, but just burning everything left by the zombie.

The foul smells were also purified, and the light of the dagger in his hand gradually extinguished.

The object growing from the waist was shining brightly, and the huge light even illuminated the whole town, like daylight.

Evolution Truster and Transformation Ring Belt, these are the things that appeared on Ryan.

They correspond to Ultraman Nexus and Kamen Rider Agito respectively.

The next moment, Ryan took advantage of the scabbard on his chest and endured the strange feeling to insert the Evolution Truster back, and the Transformation Ring on his waist also extinguished and disappeared between his waist and abdomen.

Then Ryan fainted, and when he woke up again, he was already lying on a somewhat shabby but clean wooden bed, and the blanket covered him smelled a little bit of sunshine.

Fortunately, he was not on the cross.

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief and sat up against the wall, but he felt a new fear in his heart.

If his judgment was correct, the zombie he met yesterday might be the embodiment of Nurgle's power.

In other words, he might have traveled to the Warhammer world.

According to his original memory, there are only four great duchies in the east, south, west and north on this planet, and no one has claimed the title of emperor because of the taboo of the empire of the Great Sun.

Then he can be sure that he is in the world of Warhammer 40K, not the medieval Warhammer that is doomed to destruction.

Wait, in this case, the Great Sun is the Emperor himself!

Ryan stood up from the bed and walked around the room.

God has mercy on me. I was just sent to the stake as a heretic because I did not believe in the Great Sun and sought the knowledge recorded by other believers to solve the locust plague. After escaping from the stake, I kept chanting the Emperor's blessing in my heart.

What kind of thing is this?

Ryan subconsciously looked at his waist, tentatively put his hands on his waist, and the change ring naturally emerged.

Uh, yes, it's true. This thing is the power of light, and it's related to the black and white gods. I am really blessed by other gods besides the emperor.

Oh no, the emperor himself calls himself a human being, and he hates those who regard themselves as gods. I believe he won't mind.

The changing ring disappeared quickly. After only a few seconds, Ryan felt a sense of exhaustion in his waist and abdomen.

This thing is useless.

Then he confirmed the next thing, the Evolution Truster, the light that burned and purified the zombies caused by the Nurgle plague last night.

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This light is also related to the ceiling combat power of the special effects world view, no, even Noah Ultraman, who is considered the ceiling combat power in most subculture circles.

Ryan stretched out his hand and held it in front of his chest. Well, nothing happened. Is the posture wrong?

He imitated the most standard posture of pulling out the Evolution Truster from his waist to transform, but still did not get any response.

However, what happened last night was indeed real, because Ryan found that his burn wounds and even the penetrating wounds on his hands were completely healed.

Ryan was a little disappointed that he failed to become a silly greenskin after traveling to the Warhammer 40K world he was most familiar with, because being a greenskin (except for fart spirits) was the happiest thing in this dark and cold universe.

However, the suddenly awakened power of light seemed to indicate that the cross-worldview debate he had seen on the online forum before might come true.

He might even be able to save this universe poisoned by the warp!

His heart was beating violently. At that moment, the names of the four Chaos Gods, the deeds of the Emperor, including the First Legion, ah, the First Legion had no secrets. After all, the Primarch of the First Legion, Ryan, was about to return.

These things he knew about the Warhammer worldview passed quickly in his mind. If he had used the psychic perception of the four gods and the Emperor, he would probably have known where he was.

And until now, he had not become a Chaos Egg because of knowing so much Chaos knowledge. Perhaps it was because of the protection of the power of light on him.

Or maybe it was a confirmation of a certain online inference: If the Warhammer world really exists in the human world, then the entire life on Earth is the human template that the Emperor dreams of, and is completely insulated from the warp and untouchable.

Of course, these untouchables may only mean that they will not be corrupted by the warp remotely, but when facing the pollution of Chaos, they will still mutate.

Or when facing the physical damage caused by Chaos, they will still die.

Otherwise, when I pulled out the Evolution Truster yesterday, the light would not have turned into flames to burn away the possible residual zombie pollution.

Ryan, with his thoughts flying in his mind, gradually accepted the fact that he traveled to Warhammer 40K and even awakened the power of light.

The next most important problem is to find a way to connect with interstellar space, obtain information, and confirm the current timeline.

The big event in 30K was the Horus Heresy, which is probably a thing of the past.

Because these lord families know how to select knights to use Titans, but they don't know more about the entire empire and the space marines, which means that the geographical location of this planet is remote enough, and it has been out of contact with the empire for a long time, which was after the Great Heresy.

It is even possible that those Titans were just waste products that a passing legion handled.

The main plot of 40K is the awakening of Regent Roboute Guilliman, the original body of the Ultramarines Legion, and the Dark Crusade.

What we need to figure out now is which part of the plot 40K has developed to.

If I follow the latest version of the Lion King Return trailer before I traveled through time, then the Plague War is probably over. The old pervert Emperor is possessing living saints all over the world, and the behavior of Guilliman calling him dad in the body of a little loli is simply numbing.

It is said that the Emperor once had some connection with the twin brothers, the creators of the Roman Empire, and it is more likely that he is the image of the legendary she-wolf who raised them up.

In some far-fetched translations, the meaning of she-wolf is related to some special professions, so there are rumors that the Emperor played a lot of games from zero K to 2K. Maybe the fact that he did not educate his children well has been throughout the Emperor's life.

No, I can't just think about these memories in my mind. What if that old man can really feel my existence? When I meet him one day, I will be very embarrassed.

Ryan finally calmed down. He had already thought about how to solve the problem at hand and get rid of his pagan identity.

Just kidding, when it comes to the interpretation of the Emperor's faith and the truth of the empire (nonsense), he is many times more proficient than the natives of these feudal planets.

What's more, I have awakened the power of light now. As long as I show a certain value, these people will go crazy and must kill me.

At worst, with my current physical fitness, I can still run away.

Just as he was thinking this, there was a knock on the door, followed by a very fearful voice saying respectfully:

"Sir, the guards of the Mast Family have arrived here to track down the criminals who escaped from the burning yesterday. Although you saved us yesterday, we can't afford to offend those knights. I hope you--"

Squeak--

The door was pushed open, and Ryan had already dressed and walked out. He said loudly:

"Ryan Will is here, and the blood of the Fortitude Family will never evade their responsibilities."

He didn't want to blame these villagers for being ungrateful. After all, these people could choose to tie him up while he was unconscious. Letting him rest here for a night was the limit of what these people could do.

"You little bastard, you're quite lucky. Yesterday's punishment failed and led to a monster attack. It's all your heretic's fault. It also caused the death of Lord Kaleja Mast. Why don't you just catch him quickly?" Bind your arms!"

The leading knight, Kamo Mast, scolded arrogantly and arrogantly threw a bunch of ropes in front of Ryan.

"What if I don't?"

Under the morning sun, the young man's smile was particularly dazzling, while the eyes of the knights became violent, and even the horses underneath them neighed violently.

Kamo roared angrily: "Then the Fa will be rectified on the spot!"

After saying that, he encouraged the horses to charge, even regardless of the safety of the villagers on the road.