My Desperate Journey in 40k

As soon as the woman walked into the spire, she heard a low roar. After hearing the sound, she instantly drew out her power sword. At the moment she drew out her power sword, a Khorne demon suddenly rushed out from the corner. It looked at the woman and let out a low roar, then raised its Hellblade and rushed towards her.

"It's been so many years, and it's still the same. These damn things are still so brainless."

The woman looked at the demon rushing towards her, she smiled and talked to herself, suddenly a crack appeared on her arm, a single molecule metal wire popped out from her arm, and under the woman's control, it quickly wrapped around the demon's body.

After the single-molecule metal wire wrapped around the demon, the demon's movements obviously stopped for a while. The woman took advantage of this period of time and slashed the demon's neck with a sword. The decomposition force field of the power sword cut through the demon's body in the real universe and cut off the demon's head in one fell swoop.

"These demons...how many did I kill back then?"

The woman looked at the demon's corpse slowly disappearing on the ground. She kicked the demon's head away and continued to walk towards the bottom of the spire. The attack of this demon was just an episode. She would not stop her activities on the planet because of the activities of these things.

She wondered what else she could do for those Primarchs, and whether the insects that appeared after the Battle of Vigilante could be dealt with. She knew that Wang Ming had imprisoned those nobles, and she wondered whether she should clean up these insects for Wang Ming.

In the Governor's Palace of Hyperion, in the area where the nobles were imprisoned, in an unusually gorgeous room, a bloated noble was pacing back and forth in the room. The same was true for the nobles in other rooms. They all heard the sounds of fighting in the hive and the devil's soul-stirring inhuman roar.

Some nobles even felt that the Vigilance Planet was about to be lost. They shouted loudly to the Primarch's guards at the door, saying that they wanted to leave. They even wanted to enjoy themselves a little longer before they died. They would give these soldiers any throne coins as long as they would let them go.

The Primarch's guards paid no attention to the insects' brains that were already overwhelmed by fear. In the soldiers' opinion, these guys had gone crazy, and fear had almost made them lose their usual intelligence for intrigue.

The soldiers ignored the nobles, but when one noble tried to force his way out of the room, the soldiers finally took action, and after several threats and warnings failed, the Primarch's guards opened fire with the energy in their hands, and a plasma projectile almost vaporized the noble's upper body.

Seeing this scene, the other nobles who were still protesting against imprisonment shut their mouths. They looked at the corpse without the upper body in disbelief. They did not expect that those soldiers would actually dare to shoot at them, the imperial nobles.

"Everyone, if you continue like this, you have seen the consequences. Do not try to use your status as a noble to pressure us. Imprisonment is a small punishment. Compared with the actions you made at the beginning of the Vigilance Star Campaign that disappointed the Emperor, the Primarch is very kind to you."

Jose walked in the corridor outside the room and spoke to the nobles in those rooms. Although the doors of these rooms were closed, Jose knew that those nobles who were afraid of death had been paying attention to any movement outside the door. They were even prepared to cry for help collectively as soon as the Primarch arrived.

But it was impossible for Wang Ming to come. Jose came instead. This mortal officer was the one who had the closest relationship with Wang Ming. He had always been absolutely loyal to Wang Ming. Wang Ming also gave this mortal who was extremely loyal to him a lot of things, including the power to command the Primarch's Guards, an Imperial noble title, and some gene repair surgeries.

Wang Ming has always been very good to loyal soldiers. Even if he is a logistics personnel of the mortal auxiliary army of the "Star Traveler", he can enjoy gene repair surgery in the medical area of ​​each warship.

"Sir, can you help us ask His Highness when we can go out?"

Just as Jose was walking in the corridor, a young noble suddenly asked Jose. He came in front of Jose under the supervision of two soldiers. He kept a low profile. He was a smart man. He would not be like his relatives. He had read a lot about the Primarchs and the legends about the Legion Era before. He knew that after the Primarch arrived at Vigilance, the entire Vigilance became the property of the Primarch.

No matter how powerful these ennobled nobles are, they cannot compete with a demigod. Unfortunately, those fat-headed guys in the family have forgotten how powerful the Primarchs were. The era of the Primarchs is too far away from them, so they still think they can play some political tricks with the Primarchs and make them be defeated by them.

But they forgot, why should demigods use the same rules as mortals? Wang Ming didn't care about them at all, and directly took over the control of the entire Vigilance Star.

"Your Highness is leading the angels in a desperate battle against the heretics. Please rest assured, nobles of the empire, the war on the Vigilant Planet will end. You just need to wait patiently. Your Highness is doing this for your safety."

Jose looked at the noble in front of him. He knew that this was a smart man, at least much smarter than his relatives. Jose patiently answered him that he would still speak nicely to people with whom he could communicate normally, but he would not be like that to those ignorant nobles. Some people must feel pain before they will speak nicely.

"Protect us? Can this be considered protection?"

The young noble looked at Jose and swallowed. After hearing what Jose said, he suddenly remembered the unlucky guy who had his entire upper body shot off by an energy rifle. If this could be considered protection...

"Okay, we will inform you when we have news. Please be patient and stay calm for now."

Jose finally said something to the group of nobles and then left. He still had a lot of things to do. He was the one who made most of the mobilization of the Mortal Auxiliary Army. As a commander, he was very qualified.

However, what no one noticed was that in a noble's room, on his gorgeous wall hung a blanket covered with all kinds of extremely blasphemous symbols. This was the noble's collection. The noble liked this blanket very much. Every time he did something shameful, he would take this blanket out. He felt that looking at this blanket made him more comfortable. In the room, the noble was having fun with several maids.

He had kind of collapsed from the various explosions and the roars of demons in the hive, and he was now having his last revelry, laughing and having fun while pouring himself a bottle of his own treasured Quartis wine, but this guy didn't notice at all that a humanoid entity was slowly emerging from the blanket.

"Yes... Here, and in this area, we can try to launch a fire strike. Hive warfare is really troublesome. Large-scale high-powered weapons cannot be used inside a hive."

In the command center, Wang Ming, who has returned to the command center, is constantly commanding the war. He looks at the holographic projection sand table of the Nest City and commands each unit to attack based on the intelligence sent by the front-line units.

A large number of demons in the hive city are being exiled by the mortal auxiliary army and the traversers. Through observations during the battle, the traversers found that after the death of those mortals and cultists, not all of their corpses had demons appearing. Usually, it takes several corpses to summon a demon, and there are not too many demons that can be summoned through a single corpse. Of course, this number is above the overall number.

Jose is also beside Wang Ming now. He is also watching the battle situation. A large number of mortal auxiliary troops, traversers and Astartes troops are marching rapidly in the hive under the command of Wang Ming. In fact, the traversers do not need much command. Wang Ming's command is just to use the Primarch's almost innate tactical observation ability to come up with some tactics that are beneficial to the development of the battle situation.

"Zhou Heng, take the first company of the second regiment to the Blade Cave Hive and try to eliminate those gene stealers. Damn them, they actually crossed the quarantine zone!"

Wang Ming looked at a flashing data board beside him. After spending a nanosecond reading it and arranging the people to deal with it in his mind, he spoke to Lieutenant Zhou Heng who was also watching the battle situation beside him.

"Yes!"

Second Lieutenant Zhou Heng replied to Wang Ming that he had completely put himself in the position of Wang Ming's subordinate. After saluting Wang Ming, he went to the airport.

"Titanium... is that a problem...? It turns out that he was brought up by a veteran. Let the aliens fight the aliens. Haha, that's how it should be."

Wang Ming looked at the information from the Thirteenth Regiment and smiled. After these guys defeated the Tau people, they threw all the Tau people, both men and women, onto the battlefield. They gave them all the remaining weapons of the Tau people and promised them that as long as they fought the Necrons, humans would send their children back to the Tau Empire.

Wang Ming looked at the equipment application of the Thirteenth Regiment. He looked at the application for the one-way spacecraft and sighed. Xiao Changqing had only traveled through time not long ago. How could this kid be so kind to the aliens?

But when Wang Ming looked at the spaceship, which must be a subspace spaceship without the Geller force field, Wang Ming was stunned. He really didn't expect that the real King of Hell was Xiao Changqing. He just said that he was a kind person...

"Hmm... I've got it approved. I'll send it over with the next supply delivery."

Wang Ming looked at the supply list of the Thirteenth Regiment, clicked approve, and then continued to deal with various affairs. Wang Ming is now truly doing what a Primarch should do. While commanding the troops to fight, he is also receiving information from various battlefields and processing the supply lists of various troops.

Fortunately, the information processing ability of the Primarch is comparable to that of a computer, so Wang Ming is still handling it relatively easily. Although his civilian ability is not as strong as that of the Thirteenth Master, he can still handle his own legion. If he can't even manage his own legion, then what kind of Primarch is he?

The battlefields on the Alert Planet and in the Alert Galaxy are constantly deteriorating. There are more and more Necrons on Omispelen, and the battlefields on the ground of the Alert Planet are becoming more and more chaotic despite the full intervention of the traversers.

The orcs have completely wagged their heads in the Great Northern Continent. The White Scars and the Traverser troops have been completely held back by the seemingly endless orcs, and the gene stealers in the Blade Cave Hive are also infiltrating the Empire's isolation zone. Abaddon's fleet has also recently been testing the defenses of the Imperial Fleet, trying to throw the Black Legion's Chaos Cans onto the Alert Star.

When Wang Ming saw the "Star Conqueror" that even his father could hardly recognize, he was overwhelmed. He really couldn't imagine how Abaddon had repaired it. Did the black oil guy have this ability?

Another thing that made Wang Ming very annoyed was that the oil men were still arguing with the time travelers who came to communicate with them over the sustainability of their territory. Simply put, they felt that the technical data of STC was not good enough, and they wanted a real STC.

299. Chapter 296: Emergency

299.

On a nest city position, several time travelers looked at the Blood Angels who were fighting madly with the demons in front of them. They didn't know what to do. The normal Blood Angels around them looked at their brothers helplessly. They knew the "flaws" of themselves and their brothers.

"Brother Zhou Dong, we..."

Captain Uriel Silky of the Blood Angels looked at the captain of the time travelers beside him. He didn't know what to say now. The "flaws" in them were exposed nakedly in front of the brother legion.

“Horus!!”

Just when Zhou Dong was about to respond to Uriel Silky's words, a Blood Angel who was fighting frantically in front of him roared, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"Brother Uriel Sirki, we know something about your affairs. Don't worry, we didn't see anything..."

Zhou Dong said to Uriel Silky beside him that he understood the thoughts of these Blood Angels. As a legion with gene seed defects, they were very sensitive to their own defects.

"Well, and the Uriel Silki brothers, their situation is a bit complicated..."

Zhou Dong looked at the Blood Angel who was roaring "Horus" and said to Uriel Silky that these angels had fallen into "black rage" and had been controlled by the hallucination of their own Primarch's death.

"Thank you, Brother Zhou Dong."

Uriel Silki told Zhou Dong that they were all very grateful to Zhou Dong for helping them conceal the flaws of their legion.

"But Brother Uriel Silky, those brothers must be dealt with..."

Zhou Dong looked at those crazy angels and said to Uriel Silky, to be honest, the time travelers are actually very curious about the "Black Rage". They have also experienced the pain of the death of the Primarch, and Wang Ming has died more than once.

"Yes, we all understand, Brother Zhou Dong, there is nothing we can do about it."

Uriel Silky said to Zhou Dong, then picked up the grenade launcher and attacked the demons from a distance to provide support for his brothers who were caught in the "Black Rage".

"Black Rage... This... It seems that no one can avoid the impact of the death of the Primarch. Even the Blood Angels collected by the King of Figures during the Great Crusade cannot avoid it..."

Wang Ming looked at the data board in front of him. Zhou Dong naturally reported to Wang Ming the situation of the "Black Rage" of the Blood Angels. He did not break his promise to the Blood Angels. After all, the time travelers all knew about their "Black Rage" and "Blood Thirst", so this did not count as revealing a secret.

"Son of Sanguinius..."

Wang Ming watched the videos sent to him. He saw those crazy angels killing cultists and demons one by one, and couldn't help but sigh at the difficulties faced by these great warriors.

Wang Ming put down the data tablet and walked out of the command center. Wang Ming needed to appease the people on Vigilance. After Khorne launched a large-scale attack on various hives with billions of cultists, the morale of humans on Vigilance had been declining. After all, in every hive area in every hive, the sounds of various weapons firing and various indescribable screams could be heard almost every day. Their trust in the Empire and the Primarch was being slowly eroded by these things. Wang Ming had to stabilize the hearts of the people on Vigilance.

In a palace, Wang Ming walked on a gorgeous carpet. He looked at the statue of the Divine Emperor in the hall. The venue for the speech had been prepared. Calgar and the mortal auxiliary troops who had won merit in the previous war stood together, waiting for Wang Ming's arrival.

In times of war, what can greatly boost the morale of your own people?

It is nothing more than the news of victory in the war and sufficient civilian supplies. The news of victory can let people know that their army is in an advantageous position, while the large amount of supplies given to the people can make people feel that the war has not affected their lives.

The task of distributing supplies has been handed over to Jose, and all he needs to do now is to broadcast their victory in the war live to the world and award medals to the heroes who have made contributions in the war.

"Lord Primarch!"

Wang Ming walked to the lecture venue. The mortal auxiliary soldiers who were about to be awarded medals all saluted Wang Ming with the Sky Eagle Salute. They were all very excited to see Wang Ming. It was such an honor for them, small-time soldiers, to have such a chance to be so close to the sacred Primarch, and for the Primarch to award them medals.

They were even prepared that if only they survived the war, they would brag about the medals awarded by the Primarch for the rest of their lives.

"Well, you and those dead soldiers are all heroes..."

Wang Ming looked at the mortal auxiliary soldiers in front of him. These soldiers had all survived the life-and-death battlefield. Most of them were the only survivors in their regiments. In order to defend the Empire's positions, some of them even took power swords and engaged in dangerous close combat with the Khorne Demon Army.

"For the Emperor! For the Primarch! The stars shall live forever! Mankind shall live forever!"

The mortal auxiliary troops looked at Wang Ming. When they heard Wang Ming's words, they thought of their dead comrades. They all crawled out from the piles of corpses of their comrades. When they saw that they were the only ones left on the battle line and looked at the demons in front of the position, how desperate they must have been.

But they did not give up, they picked up their weapons, they fought until the last moment, whether it was for their dead brothers or for the Empire and the Primarch, they fought, the power sword cut open the demon's body, and the power of mortals could also kill the evil demons in the warp.

The time travelers arrived at the last moment when they were about to be killed by the demons. They were lucky and managed to hold on until the time travelers arrived. However, on many fronts, after the time travelers arrived, they could only see broken humans on the ground.

"You may begin, sir."

A technical priest walked up to Wang Ming, bowed slightly to him and performed the Sky Eagle Salute. As he moved, the metal parts on his body clanged against each other.

"Well, let's get started."

Wang Ming looked at the oil man in front of him and spoke to him calmly. He felt that this guy should have undergone a lot of modifications. As an oil man, this level of mechanical modifications should be a routine operation, but he did not even add shockproof properties to the metal parts on his body. This made Wang Ming a little confused. Doesn't this guy run like a big bell?

"Okay, sir. The global visualization and broadcast live broadcast is ready. You may speak now."

After hearing Wang Ming's order, a connection hand emerged from somewhere behind him and connected to the live broadcast equipment in the venue. After confirming that all the equipment was started, the oil man told Wang Ming that he could start the speech.

"Citizens of the Empire, I am Wang Ming, the Primarch of the 21st Imperial Legion. Over the years, Vigilante has encountered a world-scale war. The heretics and aliens hope to obtain our human world, but they did not expect us to arrive. The loyal people and troops of the Empire are also on Vigilante to defend the human world. Those filthy heretics and aliens have been killed by us! They cannot obtain our world. Vigilante will always be the world of humans. Citizens of the Empire, please rest assured. In the name of the Primarch of the Empire, I assure you that the 21st Legion will protect the citizens of the Empire on Vigilante. We will expel the heretics and aliens from the Empire's world!"

Wang Ming stood in the center of the lecture venue. He had taken off his helmet. His sacred, handsome face, like that of a demigod, was seen through the live camera equipment by all humans with data boards in the hive, as well as many humans in the safe zone set up by the traversers.

Behind where he was standing, there was a huge mural of the Divine Emperor, who was behind Wang Ming. It was as if the Divine Emperor was looking at His Son of God. That incomparable holiness infected all humans who saw Wang Ming.

They looked at the handsome face of the demigod, listened to the demigod's voice that made them feel extremely reassured, and their hearts, which had been worried about the war, couldn't help but feel a wonderful sense of security, as if only the Great Primarch was on the alert planet, so they didn't have to worry about any war hurting them.

"My lord, something has happened."

Just when Wang Ming wanted to say something else, Jose suddenly entered the palace. He looked at Wang Ming who was giving a speech, asked the oil man for a data tablet, and wrote down what he wanted to say to Wang Ming.

Wang Ming also saw Jose. He made a gesture to the oil man, and the oil man immediately interrupted the live broadcast.

"What happened?"

Wang Ming looked at Jose, and seeing that this old friend was obviously a little agitated, he asked him.

"My Lord Primarch, a monster has appeared where those nobles are imprisoned. It has already started fighting with Li Xin. Also, the volcano in the dragon's nest has erupted for some unknown reason. Now the dragon's nest is filled with lava and volcanic ash."