Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 696: A Divine Artifact Forged from Millions of Souls

"The death of the alien is meaningless."

A guard looked at the aliens in front of him. He and the Sister of Silence beside him rushed directly into the crowd of aliens in front of them. The aliens' invisible blades were dancing around them, and they were horrified to find that they could not use their psychic power, as if something had bound their psychic power.

"Pfft!"

A silent nun walked silently among the aliens. She watched the aliens around her killing the aliens one by one like cutting melons and vegetables, but the aliens around her were completely unable to notice her. From the aliens' perspective, their companions had their heads chopped off silently, which made them feel extremely terrified and they thought that humans were using some kind of psychic power to kill their companions.

But what they didn't know was that the one who killed their companions was not the so-called psychic power, but a high-level Untouchable. The aliens had never seen such a being before, so naturally they had no knowledge of the Untouchables.

This was a one-sided massacre. Wang Ming didn't even need to take action. The Imperial Guards and the Sisters of Silence could completely eliminate all the aliens in the entire alien tribe. They moved very quickly and it only took a few minutes to clear out a large area. In that large area, the corpses of the aliens were scattered on the ground. Before they died, their desperate eyes were still staring at the direction from which humans came.

Most of the aliens didn't know how they died. At the end of their lives, all they saw was the blue light shining like lightning on the weapons of the Imperial Guards. Some aliens didn't even know they were dead. Their strong vitality allowed them to still blink on the ground even after their heads were chopped off by the Imperial Guards.

"There is no threat, but they should not exist in this world. Once the pollution of chaos appears, it must be cleaned up."

Wang Ming looked at the alien corpses that were still twitching on the ground. He did not take out his weapon to participate in the killing because it was not worth his effort. For this alien civilization that was still in the primitive tribal era, the ten imperial guards and ten silent nuns brought by Wang Ming were already a catastrophe that they could not cope with at all. When facing this kind of tribal-level alien, they only needed to dispatch one imperial guard and one silent nun.

Wang Ming's current actions were indeed a bit of an overreaction, but there was no need to use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken. Giving ten imperial guards and ten sisters of silence to an alien race that had already become Chaos believers was a way of showing respect to them, respect for a dead race.

Just as Wang Ming was thinking this, a sound like cutting the air suddenly came from behind him. Wang Ming did not turn around. He reached behind him and directly grabbed the head of the alien who wanted to sneak attack him.

He held the struggling alien in his hand in front of himself. He stared at the alien with hatred in his eyes and indifference, as if what was in front of him was not a living creature but just an object without any vitality. A hundred years had made Wang Ming no longer have any feelings for any creature other than humans. Those mixed-blood elves might be able to have feelings for them, but that was only based on the fact that they looked similar to humans.

As for these alien races, Wang Ming's attitude towards them is the same as that of the crazy people in the empire, that is, there is no emotion at all. Killing them is no different from killing an animal. Humans will not empathize with their food, right?
"Snapped…"

As Wang Ming exerted a little force with his palm, the alien's head shattered like an exploding watermelon, and Wang Ming just threw its body on the ground beside him indifferently. He took out a towel from his system and wiped his hands stained with the alien's blood. The alien's blood was so filthy that it had to be cleaned up. This is the human world, and it can only be the human world.

The Imperial Guards and the Sisters of Silence quickly wiped out the tribe, and they also found the location of the Chaos Artifact. To be honest, this thing was too inferior for them. It didn't even qualify to enter the dungeon in the palace area. It was just a Chaos Artifact with the ability to destroy a world, and it required the aliens to make large-scale sacrifices to use it.

They handed the thing directly to Wang Ming, and Wang Ming looked at the thing in his hand that looked like an alien skull. He felt the chaotic power in it and completely gave up using this thing to complete his plan. If this thing remained in this world, it would also bring a danger to this world, so Wang Ming planned to destroy it directly.

Wang Ming stared at the Chaos Artifact in his hand. The golden flame in his hand rose directly. At the moment when the golden flame just touched the Chaos Artifact, the Chaos Artifact suddenly made a wailing sound. The wailing was like the wailing of millions of painful souls. From this, Wang Ming also knew what this thing was made of.

The material used to make this thing is very simple, that is, a large number of human souls. It is made by sacrificing a large number of human souls and various chaos witchcrafts. This thing has been stained with the blood and souls of millions of people over tens of thousands of years.

The golden flame burned like the light of salvation for those souls. It burned this chaos artifact to ashes and handed over the souls of these humans to the saint on the golden throne.

Wang Ming looked at the Chaos Artifact in his hand that had turned to ashes. He silently waved to the Imperial Guards and Sisters of Silence around him, and then returned to the Thunder Eagle gunship. The Chaos Artifact had been solved, and the alien races in this world would be completely exterminated. This world would return to the larger whole of human civilization and return to the hands of the Human Empire, the successor of the Human Federation. The Thunder Eagle gunship crossed the sky of this world, passed through the atmosphere of this world, and returned directly to the Sun Fortress. After Wang Ming returned to the Sun Fortress, he began to arrange the supply work for this world. First, as previously envisioned, a professional medical team was sent to this world.

This is very easy to do. Select those recent graduates of medical majors from the fleet's military academies. Yes, those military academies in the fleet also have recent graduates. After all, the fleet's education system is a complete and standardized education system. All children born on the fleet will receive professional training from the fleet, and these selected recent graduates of the fleet's military academies are also performing their missions for the first time.

They wore force-feedback power armor tailored for them and went directly to this world with a legion of mortal auxiliary soldiers. As soon as they arrived in this world, they began to provide comprehensive medical treatment to the humans in this world. One day after they arrived in this world, the selected missionaries of the state religion also went to this world.

They cooperated with the medical staff to preach to the humans in this world. In their words, the humans in this world who believed in the federal artwork were believers of the great son of the Lord of Mankind. They believed in the incarnation of the son of the great God-Emperor in this world. Now, the light of the Lord of Mankind has passed through the dark galaxy and descended on this world. They need to believe in the great Lord of Mankind, because only the great Lord of Mankind can shelter their souls in the darkness of the galaxy.

Wang Ming was also the first to receive the news from the missionaries of the state religion. He looked at the rhetoric used by the missionaries of the state religion to fool the humans in this world. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to carve out a three-bedroom and a living room on the metal floor of his office. The methods of those believers of the state religion were so skillful that Wang Ming even felt that they had quickly prepared a set of rhetoric to deal with the humans in this world within a day of receiving his orders.

He forced himself to ignore the embarrassing words of the missionaries of the national religion, and then Wang Ming began to arrange the material supply of this world. The materials in this world were very scarce, even with the remaining technology of the Federation.

After all, the available resources are too few, and a large amount of land is contaminated by nuclear radiation. These radiations should be caused by the weapons of the Federation or alien technology. Otherwise, according to the half-life of normal radiation, it should take tens of thousands of years for the natural environment of this world to return to its original state.

However, the radiation in this world is like a leech attached to its bones, and has been existing for tens of thousands of years. This should be the damage caused by the weapons of the Federation or the aliens. I don’t know if it is to make the humans or aliens that still exist in this world abandon this world, or for other reasons. But now it is meaningless to think about these issues. This world must belong to humans.

The first thing is to clean up the radiation in this world, and then use world transformation technology to change the environment of this world back to the state of birdsong and flowers recorded tens of thousands of years ago. At the same time, during this process, the fleet will also provide food, medicine and shelter for the humans in this world, as well as the most important work. After all, for the Human Empire, the greatest value provided by a world is the tithe. This world will return to the human collective, and it must provide its own value to the empire.

Wang Ming has also thought directly about the arrangements for the future production of this world. This world will exist as the capital world of this star region, just like the former human federation outpost world. Wang Ming will order the Shang Lang people to draw a star map to this world according to the subspace route found by the previous fleet, so that this star region can return to the light of mankind.

At the same time, Wang Ming will also give some warships to the humans in this world. Of course, the subspace engines of these warships have been removed, but the curvature engines on these warships can be used normally. After this world has suitable crew members and colonists, the humans in this world can use this world as a basis for expansion and begin to move towards all the former federation worlds in this star region.

And when they come to these worlds, they can reconnect this star region with the humans on this world and establish a true human empire star region. Wang Ming did not let them explore these planets by themselves and restore the human civilization on these planets. Now that they have come to this star region, they will surely make the humans in this star region rise again.

This is their mission, and the mission of this world is only to serve as the gateway of an empire in this star zone. As the capital world of this star zone, its responsibility is only to provide a tithe to the empire and provide a star zone governor and corresponding management departments to manage this star zone.

Just as Wang Ming wrote the plan and arranged for the personnel on the fleet to carry it out, on a world far away on the other side of the Milky Way, a huge war was breaking out on this world. A Space Marine regiment was fighting the Chaos enemy on this world. Under the overwhelming artillery fire on this world, Slaanesh demons twisted their distorted bodies on the battlefield, killing human soldiers one by one with their so-called perfect dance moves.

On this battlefield, an Astra Militarum troop and an Astartes regiment were resisting the Chaos enemy. On the battlefield, a military flag was fluttering in the violent wind of the explosion. On the flag, there was a pattern that Wang Ming was very familiar with. If some old timers were fighting on this battlefield, they would be able to recognize the identity of this regiment immediately.

This is none other than the Star Swords Chapter, the only sub-group of the Star Travelers. These Astartes, the inheritors of the Star Travelers' memories, are fighting against those great Chaos enemies on this battlefield. This world has fallen into a critical moment of life and death. Not only do Slaanesh Demons and Slaanesh's Chaos Astartes appear in this world, but the twisted Daemon Primarch Fulgrim has also come to this world, although he can do nothing to the Star Traveler Legion.

However, it has been investigating this only sub-group of Star Travelers for a long time. If it can't defeat Wang Ming, can it defeat them? It will use the destruction of the only sub-group of Star Travelers to disgust Wang Ming. It is even ready to leave a few Astartes from the Star Sword Regiment, so that Wang Ming can see with his own eyes the scene of his offspring being slaughtered by it.

While the Swords of the Stars were fighting on this world, a huge fleet suddenly entered the galaxy from Mandeville Point. The symbol on this fleet was the newly re-established Emperor's Children. No, now they should be called the Sons of the Phoenix. Like a phoenix, this legion will be reborn under the leadership of their "primarch" and use the blood of the great enemy of Chaos to wash away the sins that Fulgrim had committed. !
(End of this chapter)