Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 682 The Devil in the Palace
"My guards, they... never mind, let them go to the battlefield."

Wang Ming, who was processing documents, was looking at an application form in his hand. It was an application for retreat from a troop fighting on the front line. Their troops had suffered a devastating blow on the front line, and the subsequent wounded needed to return to the rear to receive comprehensive psychological and physical treatment. As for the rest of their battle line, Wang Ming, after thinking about it, decided to have his mortal guards to supplement it.

Speaking of which, the history of his mortal guards is also very long. This mortal auxiliary corps was established in the years when the 21st Legion was just established. As a special mortal auxiliary corps, they actually do not have many combat missions. They actually have only one mission, which is to protect Wang Ming's safety.

But as Wang Ming is a powerful immortal among the Primarchs, of course, this is what his brothers think, it is too unnecessary to arrange a mortal army to protect him. However, over the past few hundred years, Wang Ming still retains the organization of this mortal auxiliary army, because it is a legacy left for him by his old friend, Jose Indel. This mortal means a lot in Wang Ming's heart. He is not only Wang Ming's first commander of the mortal auxiliary army, but also Wang Ming's most trusted mortal commander.

Wang Ming could entrust his safety to him entirely, and he did not disappoint Wang Ming's trust in him. In the few battles of the Primarch's Guards, each time they faced monsters that could instantly collapse the minds of mortals, but none of them stepped back. The evil demons they faced insisted on protecting the Primarch behind them, even though the demigod did not need their protection.

Now, in order to fill the vacancy on the battlefield, Wang Ming also pulled out the most special mortal auxiliary army of the 21st Legion. He opened his tactical terminal and looked at the order he had just sent to the Primarch's Guards. He looked at the name of the commander of the Primarch's Guards. It was a girl, and she also believed in Inder.

Wang Ming naturally knew this little girl. He could even say that he had once hugged her. A hundred years had passed in the blink of an eye. Wang Ming stared at the name in a trance for a long time, about a minute. During this minute, he thought about many things and remembered everything from the time they traveled through time to the present. Then he put down the tactical terminal in his hand and stared at the relief of the Divine Emperor and the gorgeous mural of Saint Guillemins in his room.

He just watched, he watched the scene where the Emperor on the relief pointed his flaming golden sword at the demons. For some unknown reason, he pulled up Yongcun beside him, and then inexplicably pointed it at a corner of the room. And at the moment he pointed Yongcun at that corner of the room, a golden flame suddenly burned on Yongcun's blade.

The flame instantly lit up the dim room. The light was as dazzling and warm as the sun. It seemed as if it was the light that the God-Emperor used when he walked on earth. He appeared in the palace again.

When the golden light appears again above Holy Terra, all the evil demons under its illumination will have nowhere to hide. Under the golden light, they will no longer be able to hide their evil and twisted figures. They will howl in pain under the golden light and turn into ashes in the golden flames.

And just as the golden flame was burning on Wang Ming's blade, a thing like a mummy suddenly revealed itself in the corner. Its empty eyes looked at Wang Ming. It looked at the golden light shining on itself. It seemed unbelievable about all this. It didn't understand how Wang Ming found it. As a highly specialized demon, it was very confident that its ability would not let Wang Ming feel its existence, but Wang Ming still found it.

At this moment, needless to say, Wang Ming's figure instantly disappeared beside his desk. When his figure appeared again, the monster's head had fallen to the ground, and on the monster's headless body, the golden flame was burning, and in just a moment its body was quickly burned into ashes.

"Demons? How could there be demons in the palace? Although some of the Guards and Sisters of Silence have been transferred to the front line, there are still a group of Grey Knights and a lot of Guards and Sisters of Silence left in the palace area. What's going on?"

Wang Ming looked at the ashes that the demon had turned into on the ground. He was very confused about the demons that had sneaked into the palace. How did the demons sneak into the palace? How did these things get in?
But before Wang Ming could figure out how those demons had sneaked in, bursts of gunfire were heard in the palace. The automatic defense systems in the palace were activated. At the same time, the mortal troops guarding the palace also began to act. A large number of mortal troops were running around in the palace, heading towards the areas where problems occurred. After spending a second thinking about the situation, Wang Ming walked out of his room.

After walking out of the room, Wang Ming looked at the mortal soldiers running around. He immediately organized all these mortal soldiers, and then spent a minute to formulate the defense deployment of the palace area, dispersing all the troops and maximizing the utilization of the troops.

After receiving Wang Ming's order, those mortal troops also began their own actions. They no longer went to support those problematic areas in batches, but urgently entered their designated defense zones and began to defend as before. The defense procedures of the palace area were very complete, and all Wang Ming did was to calm the emotions of those mortals.

After all, the troops guarding the Palace District now are not from the 21st Legion. Although they are also a group of very brave warriors with a large number of troop numbers from that glorious era, the changes that have occurred in the Palace District are really too huge. Now, every area of ​​the Palace District has a lot of signs of invasion, just like during the first siege of Terra, when that group of traitors approached the Palace District. It is hard not to make them panic or feel uneasy, but as long as they are guided correctly, they will not have any problems and can definitely face any enemy.

Just after Wang Ming arranged those things, he hurried to the throne room in the palace. He was not actually worried that the emperor would be assassinated, but he was worried that the emperor would be "killed" by those things. He had a guess about what would happen if the emperor was killed, that is, there would be an extra god on a chair in the space, a god who would sit on the mysterious throne that represented the subspace.

The god Wang Ming also had a certain understanding in his heart. The God of Destruction, the King of Darkness, the evil god who represented destruction, the evil god of mankind, was just as Guilliman had once worried about. If something really walked out of the throne room in the palace one day, that thing might not necessarily be the emperor.

But this was just a little worry in Wang Ming's heart. Wang Ming believed that those things could not do anything to the Emperor. After all, he could withstand the existence of the Four Chaos Gods. How could those ghost things harm the Emperor? Wang Ming was worried about a small possibility, and what would happen to Holy Terra if something happened in the throne room. The Emperor had definitely established a certain connection with Holy Terra. As a god that humans had believed in for ten thousand years, as the embodiment of human will, he had been believed in on the human mother planet for ten thousand years, and he definitely had a certain connection with Holy Terra.

And now in the throne room, the Imperial Guards are constantly sensing the Chaos Astartes and Demons who dared to break into the throne room. For some reason, these guys should have been killed by the Emperor's power the moment they entered the throne room, but they still killed their way in. However, these guys cannot really get close to the golden throne, and they dare not even look directly at a small edge of the throne.

They were afraid to look directly at the golden throne, as if they would be killed instantly if they only looked at the golden throne once. And the saint on the golden throne, while watching the battle below the golden throne, did not make any movement nor did he say anything. He was still sitting high on the golden throne like a dry bone, his chest like a dry bone body rising and falling slightly, his heart was still beating, he was still breathing, he was not dead, he was still alive, he must live, whether for himself or for all mankind, he must live.

Just as the number of demons increased, a golden flame suddenly burned behind the demons. The flame burned along the demons and Chaos Astartes all the way into the throne room. Any demon or Chaos Astartes that was contaminated by the golden flame would be directly burned into a ball of ashes. These things could not withstand the burning of the golden flame at all.

Wang Ming walked past the flags of various Astartes Chapters, he passed through the Eternal Gate and went directly into the throne room. He stared at the Imperial Guards who were still on guard. This time the assassination by the Chaos forces would definitely make these Imperial Guards more conservative. They would definitely think that this Chaos assassination was their dereliction of duty. But now, it was not the time for Wang Ming to consider these things. He looked at the Emperor on the Golden Throne.

He didn't understand why the Emperor didn't kill all the demons the moment they entered the throne room. He looked at the Emperor on the golden throne and felt that things were a bit strange. Why? Why didn't the Emperor's light, which could blind a mortal, kill the demons? This was very abnormal.

"later…"

At this moment, the emperor's voice suddenly came into Wang Ming's mind. The voice sounded a little tired and painful, just like a person who had been tortured for a long time speaking. Wang Ming immediately obeyed the voice. He turned around and waved his Eternal Existence in the void behind him. In an instant, another headless mummy fell to the ground.

Wang Ming looked at the corpse that was constantly twisting on the ground. The corpse was holding something in its hand. It was a dagger made of obsidian. On the dagger, all kinds of blasphemous runes and symbols of chaos were carved. Obviously, this thing was a weapon against immortals. Wang Ming had no doubt that based on Chaos' current attitude towards him, if an ordinary immortal was hit by this thing, he would definitely be killed instantly without any ability to resist.

"This thing is dangerous."

Wang Ming looked at the obsidian dagger in the hand of the demon corpse, and he remembered the identity of the emperor. The emperor was also an immortal. Although Wang Ming did not believe that this thing could really kill the emperor, it was very likely to give the emperor, who had been on the verge of death, a chance to resurrect, a chance to become a god... When Wang Ming thought of this, he held the eternity in his hand, and then used the tip of the knife to stab the obsidian dagger into pieces.

Just when Wang Ming destroyed the dagger, a royal guard wearing black and gold power armor suddenly walked up to Wang Ming. After nodding to Wang Ming, he collected the fragments of the obsidian dagger and took it away. In fact, this thing was not qualified to be placed in the cell under the palace area, but due to the special nature of this thing for assassinating the Primarch, and there is really no good place to deal with this thing, so this thing was still placed in the prison under the palace area.

"I know what you are wondering. I really don't have the strength to spare at the moment. Those four things have increased their attacks on me during this battle. They want to focus all my attention on them. Don't worry, those guys don't dare to let me become that thing."

Just as Wang Ming was looking at the direction where the imperial guard in black and gold power armor was leaving, a mortal figure suddenly appeared beside him. That figure was none other than the emperor's incarnation. The emperor still liked to use this appearance when meeting Wang Ming.

"Those four things... Emperor, are they really okay?"

Wang Ming still has some concerns about the current Emperor. After all, he is being besieged by four Chaos Evil Gods.

"They don't dare. Don't worry. This assassination is just a way for those things to tease Abaddon. Abaddon is currently a toy that they like very much, so they naturally want to play with him for a while. Don't worry, they won't have an easy time after this battle."

The incarnation of the Emperor patted the power armor on Wang Ming's waist, then smiled and said to Wang Ming. Although the Emperor's tone was very relaxed, Wang Ming could not hear any relaxation from His tone. He could only hear fatigue and pain.