My Desperate Journey in 40k

Just as the Minister of the Interior was frantically explaining, the time travelers did not give him a chance to explain. One of the time travelers grabbed the Minister of the Interior's head and crushed it.

The flesh and blood of the Interior Minister flew to the other high lords around. They were not confused by the death of the Interior Minister, but looked at Xu Mingjun with extraordinary humility. They knew that any means they used would be useless against these Astartes. An Astartes Legion with a Primarch sitting in the formation was extremely tough.

"Everyone, this is the new Minister of the Interior. I hope you all will behave yourself and not do anything stupid at this critical juncture. This is to prevent the rise of the empire."

Xu Mingjun pushed the mortal beside him, and then led the time travelers out of the meeting room. When he said this, he also deliberately glanced at the Grand Master of the Assassin's Court.

The Grand Master of the Assassin's Court looked at Xu Mingjun. He lowered his head humbly, but no one noticed that beneath that lowered head was the Grand Master's determined eyes.

"I will not let these demigods destroy the empire. The empire cannot have such a big reform. This will definitely destroy the empire... I cannot let the empire be destroyed."

The Grand Master of the Assassin's Court looked at the closed door of the conference room, then at the new Interior Minister who was sitting in the Interior Minister's seat, and thought firmly in his heart that he believed that Wang Ming and the other Primarchs were too radical in their reforms of the Empire. The Empire was already a slow-moving, broken machine, and it simply could not withstand such a big reform. Any carelessness would cause the Empire to fall into irretrievable ruin.

The High Lord in the conference room ended the meeting after this incident. After the meeting, the Grand Master of the Court of Assassins went to the Temple of the Court of Assassins. He needed to save the empire.

There are undercurrents in Terra today, and the news of the change has stirred the hearts of the entire empire. Countless powerful classes want to keep their pitiful power and are making their own equipment. At the same time, the imperial guards of the Terra Palace District seem to have received some news. They suddenly began to appear in various locations throughout Terra, as if they were carrying out some mission.

At this point, even the scavengers in Terra's Nest knew that the empire was going to change. After all, a big golden guy appeared at the bottom. Everyone would know that something was going to happen to the empire.

Just as the four Primarchs were heading for Terra, the Grand Master of the Assassin's Court also began his own plan. His plan was aimed at Wang Ming. As long as Wang Ming was dealt with, the other Primarchs could be dealt with. After all, the Empire still had a lot of intelligence about the other Primarchs, but Wang Ming had nothing. The only one he needed to care about was Leman Russ. The Empire's record on this Primarch was not very good. The brutality of the Wild Wolf was a huge stereotype.

419. Chapter 416 Assassin

419.

"Those guys on Terra will never let me have it so easy. Everyone, do you have any thoughts on this matter?"

At the edge of the solar system, the fleet of the 21st Legion was anchored here. On top of the Sun Fortress, Wang Ming looked at several commanders around him. He had already told them about his reform plan. He also knew that his reform plan would definitely be opposed by the High Lords of Terra. This was a very normal thing. Those powerful classes always wanted to protect their own interests.

He wanted to reform the empire, but they were opposed regardless of whether these reforms violated their interests or not, because they did not want to change. The idea that ancestral laws were immutable was extremely prevalent throughout the empire. Wang Ming could have foreseen this situation.

"Boss, when have we ever really taken care of those high lords?"

Hu Jin looked at Wang Ming, took a bite of the apple in front of him, and said to Wang Ming that they had never cared about the Council of High Lords from the beginning to the end, and this batch of High Lords were selected by Wang Ming and Guilliman.

"Although it is almost the same, it is still a small obstacle."

Wang Ming looked at the time travelers around him, and he answered Hu Jin that although they did not care about the High Lords, they no longer cared about anything concerning the High Lords after they set out from Terra.

To Wang Ming and the 21st Legion, the High Lords were just a group of tools to maintain the empire, and they would not obey any orders from the High Lords.

"If an enemy comes, we will fight him with our own army. If a flood comes, we will block it with earth. We will definitely be in trouble if we return to Terra this time."

Wang Ming looked at the time travelers around him and felt that there was no point in discussing this. They didn't care about the high lords anyway. When they returned to Terra, they would just deal with whatever they saw.

After deciding on the response plan, the fleet headed for Terra. The fleet of the 21st Legion was the first to arrive at Terra. The other Primarchs all had things to deal with, and they would return to Terra within a year. This year was not too long, and at a time when people in various star regions of the Empire were being beaten to a pulp, they did need to solve some problems.

Just as the 21st Legion was heading for Terra, the Grand Master of the Assassin's Court was frantically gathering assassins. They deployed them in various positions, waiting for their targets to appear.

As they need to deal with demigods, the number of assassins gathered this time is extremely large. One hundred assassins of various types have been gathered together, and their target is only one human, a demigod. These assassins are a force that cannot be underestimated no matter where they are placed. But the assassin master who has done all this has already written a suicide note for himself. He knows that this opportunity may fail, because that is a demigod.

Although there were records of successful assassinations of Primarchs in the Assassin's Court, he knew that it was the demigod who voluntarily sought death and he did not even resist at the time.

"God Emperor... please forgive me. I am protecting the empire. Your descendants want to destroy this empire, so I must protect it."

In the Assassin's Court Temple, the Grand Master of Assassins knelt before the statue of the Emperor. He was now expressing his helplessness to the Emperor. He had to stop Wang Ming's reforms, otherwise he would destroy the empire. The empire could not withstand such a great turmoil.

The Statue of the Emperor waited quietly and looked at the Grand Master of Assassins. It did not answer any of his words. After all, it was just a statue. It could not make any decisions for the Lord of Mankind who sat high on the Golden Throne. It could not hurt anyone either. It was harmless.

Time passed little by little, and the fleet of the 21st Legion anchored above Terra, but at this moment, a ship crashed into the Sun Fortress without any warning. Because it was above Terra, all the warships were in safety mode, and they did not react to the movement of the ship immediately, and it crashed directly into the Sun Fortress.

Its bow pushed open the armor of the Sun Fortress and rushed directly into the interior of the Sun Fortress. At the moment the ship crashed into the Sun Fortress, the passengers on it also entered the Sun Fortress. At the impact point of the Sun Fortress, the mortal auxiliary forces suddenly fought with a group of Astartes. These unknown Astartes were wearing brass power armor, and they quickly began to slaughter the mortal auxiliary forces after they appeared.

A large number of unprepared mortal auxiliary troops died in their hands. Even after the arrival of the traversers, they did not stop. The traversers recognized the identities of these Astartes. They were the dogs of the High Lord, the Minotaur Regiment.

"Why am I not surprised?"

Wang Ming was on her way to the battlefield. She looked at the information on the tactical terminal and said something to herself.

"According to the intelligence you gave me, it's normal for them to come here to cause trouble. Wang Ming, your reform this time is not easy."

Beside Wang Ming, Zhou Heng looked at Wang Ming who was talking to himself and said to him with a smile that he knew the intelligence of this Minotaur Regiment. They were just a group of pure lackeys. Although they had some contributions to the empire, they had attacked friendly forces and done too many disgusting things.

"Ah, as expected, break this dog's legs."

Wang Ming looked at Zhou Heng, sighed, and then accelerated towards the battlefield. For the Minotaur, their destruction was inevitable. After all, a war group dared to attack the legion, they were simply tired of living.

After passing through corridors, Wang Ming finally arrived at the battlefield. He looked at those traversers who were fighting against the Minotaur regiment, and their figures disappeared instantly. The same was true for Zhou Heng who arrived at the location with him. Their disappearance caused a wave of broken limbs in the Minotaur battle formation. The firepower of the two humans with extreme combat power was extremely great. In their hands, these Astartes were like a group of children holding water guns, being cut and smashed into pieces by hot weapons. Wang Ming and Zhou Heng were like harvesters, constantly killing these Astartes.

Among these Astartes, Wang Ming also saw a huge figure, that was the Minotaur Chapter Master Asterion Moloch. Wang Ming grabbed the head of this Minotaur Chapter Master. This Astartes Chapter Master had no ability to resist in Wang Ming's hands.

After Wang Ming grabbed Asterion Moloch, he threw him out. He was thrown directly onto a metal wall, and the terrifying power of the Primarch smashed through the wall.

Asterion Moloch was smashed into pieces on the spot, and even the Emperor couldn't put him back together. After dealing with the Minotaur Chapter Leader, Wang Ming continued to slaughter the Astartes of the Minotaur Chapter.

The Astartes of the Minotaur Regiment were slaughtered crazily by Wang Ming and Zhou Heng. They looked at the two killing gods in front of them, and the surrounding Astartes even felt an unprecedented sense of fear. They looked at the two killing gods and for the first time doubted whether they should not land on the Sun Fortress.

The Astartes of the Minotaur Regiment were quickly dealt with. Wang Ming really didn't understand how they dared to launch an attack on an Astartes legion, just a mere regiment. However, Wang Ming still admired their spirit. After all, Wang Ming would not do such a thing as a thousand Astartes challenging a legion of tens of thousands of Astartes.

In fact, the Minotaur were tricked by the former Minister of the Interior. They did not receive any orders from the new Minister of the Interior and were still executing the orders of the former Minister of the Interior.

Wang Ming helplessly looked at the bodies of the Minotaur Astartes who were dragged away. He really didn't want to kill the soldiers of the Empire, but these guys were walking into his guns, so he had to kill them. Otherwise, it would be unreasonable for a chapter to survive after challenging the Legion.

After dealing with the Minotaur Legion, Wang Ming led the traversers to Terra. The broken parts of the Sun Fortress had been cleared, and the nanorobots were quickly repairing the hull. These things were not something the traversers should worry about.

Just as Wang Ming was heading for Terra on a transport ship, Terra's orbital defense firepower suddenly moved. On a huge orbital defense platform, a soldier dressed in Terra Guard was operating the Thinker formation. He aimed the orbital defense light spear at the landing transport ship, ready to destroy it.

But just as he was about to press the fire button, a big golden hand suddenly grabbed his head. The soldier didn't resist at all and was killed instantly.

A guard dropped the corpse in his hand, looked at the transport ship aimed at by the Thinkers' formation, and canceled the aiming order.

The Imperial Guard looked at the sky of Terra, then looked at the corpses around him, and then quickly left the Light Spear platform. The whole of Terra was undercurrents today. The Imperial Guards who were originally in the palace came out in full force. They were carrying out their tasks in every corner of Terra to escort the upcoming imperial reforms. Just like the emperor had said to them at the time, it has been ten thousand years, and you should do something for the empire.

The imperial guards also knew that now was a time of great change in the empire. Under the orders of the emperor, they began to work for the empire. One by one, the nobles and officials who intended to disobey Wang Ming's orders were purged. These people didn't even know how their plans were discovered. They just chopped off their heads by the emperor's guards in front of their own horrified eyes.

"Huh..., it's lifted. It seems that we still have power on Terra. Is it our Terran Guard or the Imperial Guard?"

On the transport ship, Wang Ming looked at the stopped locked alarm and spoke to Zhou Heng beside him.

"Who knows?"

Zhou Heng looked at Wang Ming and answered perfunctorily that he didn't care too much. Now he was just a sharp sword of Wang Ming. He would go wherever Wang Ming told him to go and kill whoever Wang Ming told him to kill, just like when he was in the Federation.

The transport ship slowly landed in the palace area of ​​Terra. Wang Ming looked at the gradually opening hatch of the transport ship. He said something to Zhou Heng and the time travelers, and then walked down the transport ship alone.

"Snapped!!!"

Just when Wang Ming stepped off the transport ship, he was hit by more than a dozen bullets. These bullets were fired at the same time, and Wang Ming's head was instantly blown apart. As for why Wang Ming did not dodge these bullets, on the one hand, Wang Ming had expected them and took them on purpose, and on the other hand, the bullets used by the assassins were so terrifying that their speed surprised Wang Ming a little.

After hitting Wang Ming, the assassins did not stop immediately. Instead, they continued to shoot at Wang Ming. Bullet after bullet hit Wang Ming's body. The golden power armor exploded with golden light under the impact of these bullets. That was the reflection of the flying debris when the power armor was broken.

After the assassins had used up all their ammunition, they finally stopped and left for the supply points they had deployed in advance to replenish their ammunition. Next came the assassins who were good at close combat.

Just at the moment the shooting stopped, several figures suddenly appeared beside the transport ship. They immediately rushed towards Wang Ming's "corpse". Several thermal-melt bombs were thrown out while they were running. When the thermal-melt bombs were thrown on Wang Ming's "corpse", they exploded instantly, and a large amount of Wang Ming's flesh and blood was evaporated by the thermal melt.

After confirming that the heat melt was effective, they immediately rushed in all directions. The mission objective had been achieved, but wasn’t this a bit too smooth?

As these assassins were running away, they were suddenly surprised to find that their perspective was getting lower and lower. When they saw their running bodies, they finally realized that it was their heads that had fallen off. These well-trained assassins didn't even know how they were killed.

Wang Ming stood next to the transport ship. He supported his healing neck, held up "Eternity" in one hand and looked at the dead assassins. It must be said that these assassins were really fast. He wanted to run to catch up with them.

Just as Wang Ming was looking at the corpses of the assassins, dozens of figures suddenly rushed towards Wang Ming. They were all Iverson assassins, professional destroyers. The moment these assassins appeared, Wang Ming felt a strong pressure on himself. It was the power of psychic energy. It seemed that he had made a lot of preparations.

Wang Ming looked at the Iverson assassins in front of him and decided to deal with them first. Wang Ming's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant. In an instant, an Iverson assassin exploded. After the death of the Iverson assassins, their blood would turn into a highly corrosive and flammable substance. The explosion of that Iverson proved that he was killed instantly.

"It hurts, and it's corrosive..."

Wang Ming's figure instantly appeared next to another Iverson assassin. He looked at the Iverson assassin and sighed in his heart.

420. Chapter 417 Wang Ming Misses Guilliman

420.

Wang Ming stood beside the transport ship. He looked at the assassins who had been killed and felt that the Assassin's Court had really made a big move this time. Hundreds of assassins, including the close combat assassins, were all killed by Wang Ming, while those assassin snipers were cleaned up by the imperial guards who arrived.

Wang Ming looked at the assassins' corpses all over the ground and returned to the transport ship. He had anticipated this incident and had equipped the transport ship with several sets of power armor in advance.

After Wang Ming was re-equipped with power armor, he went to the palace. Along the way, he was accompanied by the imperial guards. They looked at Wang Ming and vigilantly scouted the surrounding environment. They also understood Wang Ming's reforms, and they also felt that this was an opportunity for the empire to rise again. It has been ten thousand years, and it is time to do some real work.

Wang Ming was walking on the road to the palace. After seeing the Emperor's Son of God, the pilgrims around him took the initiative to make way for him. There was no trampling and no noise. They looked at the great Son of God and the Emperor's guards beside him. They praised the holiness of the God-Emperor and the holiness of the Primarch in a low voice.

No one dared to speak loudly in front of the Primarch. They just thanked the God-Emperor for his blessing. The great God-Emperor allowed them to see the sacred Primarch.

Wang Ming was walking when he suddenly stopped. He looked at a pilgrim who was almost starving to death and walked up to him. There was a child beside the pilgrim who was also almost starving to death.

The lives of these pilgrims were actually extremely difficult. Although they were making a pious pilgrimage to the most sacred place in the empire, they could starve to death at any time. There were so many pilgrims that their numbers were so horrific that many of them would starve to death on the way to the pilgrimage every year.

Wang Ming looked at two pilgrims, one old and one young, who were about to starve to death. He took out two pieces of bread and two bottles of water and handed them to the two. This situation was Wang Ming's problem. He had not thought about the problem of pilgrims starving to death before. Every year there would be a large number of pilgrims in Terra. Although these pilgrims could not make much contribution to the empire, they could strengthen the emperor's power of faith. Although the emperor did not want to strengthen himself with this kind of strengthening, that would make his thoughts become divine.

But at the subspace level, it can give the Emperor more ability to deal with those four disgusting things. Wang Ming looked at the two men. The older one tremblingly took the food and water handed to him by Wang Ming, while the child tremblingly performed a Sky Eagle Salute to Wang Ming. His body was already shaky, but he still tried to maintain his piety and humility.

“Send these out.”

Wang Ming looked at the old man and the child in front of him. He took out a large amount of food and water from the system, and then said to the imperial guards around him that he couldn't bear to see these devout pilgrims starve to death. They might not be of any use to the empire, but their piety was a kind of loyalty, and loyal people would surely get a chance to survive.

"Your Highness, our mission is to protect you."

When the imperial guards heard Wang Ming's words, they did not take any action. Just as Wang Ming was looking at the imperial guards in confusion, an imperial guard beside Wang Ming suddenly spoke to Wang Ming.

Their mission is to protect Wang Ming. Apart from that, they don't want to interfere in other matters. This is what the Imperial Guards are like. They are the emperor's guards and the most loyal imperial warriors, but their rigidity and obedience to orders are absolute.

"Zhou Heng, take the brothers and send it out."

Wang Ming looked at the Imperial Guards, and finally he sighed, then said to Zhou Heng that he could not give orders to the Imperial Guards, at least not the Imperial Guards on Terra. The only ones he could give orders to were the one hundred Imperial Guards on the fleet, so this kind of thing still needed to be done by the time travelers.

"it is good."

Zhou Heng looked at Wang Ming and nodded to him, then led the time travelers to distribute food and water. Wang Ming's behavior was not so simple in the eyes of the Imperial Guards. They believed that the behavior of this Primarch was very clever. He gained the support and trust of the civilians of the Empire from these pilgrims. Under the public opinion of Terra, the High Lords also needed to consider how to deal with Wang Ming. After all, they did not want another Terra riot.

After Wang Ming asked the time travelers to distribute food and water, he continued to walk towards the palace. The pilgrims were extremely moved by Wang Ming's behavior. They believed that this was the biological son of the God-Emperor, who was so kind and gentle. This was a demigod, this was the Son of God. He was sacred and kind. Unknowingly, Wang Ming suddenly gained the faith of countless pilgrims.

However, these beliefs do not have much effect on Wang Ming. As I said, he has a subspace projection, but as a human being in the 21st century, the connection between his subspace projection and the subspace is extremely small. No matter how many beliefs he has, they will not have much effect on him.

If there are no special circumstances, then Wang Ming's soul is the soul of a real ordinary person. His soul will not have much connection with the subspace. Even if those four guys want to corrupt him or the time traveler, they have to do it themselves, and they may not succeed. After all, none of the four chosen gods listen to them, and they all disobey the orders of the four gods in public.

Wang Ming looked at the pilgrims around him who were praising him. He just felt a sense of sadness. The era when the empire believed in science and rationality was gone forever. All that was left were those fanatical beliefs. The point was that without these beliefs, the empire would have fallen apart long ago. These things actually became the stabilizer that the empire could not abandon today.

"Emperor..., the empire needs these now, and I will let them continue, but there will be some changes..."

Wang Ming walked towards the palace step by step. As he walked towards the palace, he told the emperor about his upcoming reforms.