Chapter 124 The Emperor is one step closer to the toilet

If you want to understand the Primarch Konrad Curze, then you have to mention the planet where his incubator crash-landed.

In this universe, every chaotic place has its own reasons. Either the environment is bad or there are aliens. If you are unlucky, you will be blessed by a wave of chaos.

But the planet Noztramo is an exception. The chaos there is entirely self-inflicted. The people there are even crazier than Angron's hometown of Nuthrhea, which was blown up. This fully demonstrates the diversity of human beings.

With its rich deposits of adamantium, the residents of Nozdormu should have had a good life, not to mention that there was not even a single alien near their "treasure land".

But the reality is the exact opposite. Because the rulers are not human, the workers who mine adamantium are like disposable consumables, and their average lifespan is even shorter than that of the Tau people raised by Blackwatch.

The most ridiculous thing is that most people are at the bottom of society and even having enough food to eat is a problem. The huge gap between the rich and the poor and the immoral social atmosphere make this hellhole a real cesspool.

If you still can't understand, just think of this place as a steel forest that is ten or even nine times darker than Gotham City.

Deadpool cursed that the villains were from DC, but even if the Gotham lunatics in the DC worldview came here, they wouldn’t survive more than three episodes, unless you were the creature whose six legs turned into two legs overnight - Batman.

Coincidentally, Conrad Curze is also known as Warhammer Batman.

Recalling this, Hogg could only say that this was all sentiment. Fortunately, those book-eating creators were English. If the people who owned the books didn't pay tribute to Brother Xiang Xiushu, the four vendors would have to kneel down and bow.

"Old man Huang, how long do we have to walk? Don't you know that my legs are short?"

The four-member search team walked on a dirty path, and the shortest member, Hogg, could only move his short legs desperately. God knew why this hellhole was like a maze.

After twists and turns, the crowd followed the emperor's instructions and came to a huge open-air garbage dump. A small house built with waste materials came into view. It was obvious that their brothers were here.

The good news is that the visibility around here is very high. The big golden emperor acts as a human light source, making this place as bright as the imperial palace. It's just a pity for the residents here, as they are blinded by the light.

"Brother, the place where our brothers live is so shabby, not even as good as my Babarus."

"Shut up, you little bastard! How dare you say that? When Old Man Huang and I found you, you couldn't even afford to eat. The only shabby house you had was made of adobe. And you still have the nerve to criticize others."

It is said that Mortarion is Hogg's little brother. He dared not even fart when being scolded, and perfectly played the role of a lackey.

Hogg, who was in the middle of scolding, suddenly came up to Mortarion, smelled him carefully, and finally licked the boy's face with his tongue. This scared Mortarion so much that his anus tightened, fearing that his elder brother had a special hobby.

"Brother, I am a serious person, I..."

"Don't talk. Are you fiddling with the poison gas in your hometown again?" Hogg looked serious when he found something strange, fearing that his little brother would be entangled by that fat guy again.

"Ah? I do intend to use poison gas as a regular weapon for the Death Guard. Isn't that a good idea, brother?"

This movement attracted the Emperor's attention, but before he could say anything, a slight sound alerted everyone, and a small figure poked his head out from the shadow of the dilapidated house. His long black hair, stained with filth, was draped behind him, and under his pale skin was a thin body that was obviously malnourished, with only a piece of waste cloth as clothing.

But the most impressive thing was his face that was exactly the same as Hogg's, which made the three big guys turn their heads and look at Hogg with a dazed look on his face, as if asking if this was your trumpet.

But when Curze saw everyone, he saw a different picture in his eyes. Violent hallucinations swept through his mind, and in an instant he saw the tragic future of the Primarch.

"I know who you are. I saw you coming. Come in, my... um! Who is he?"

When Koz saw Hogg, he realized for the first time that his ability to predict the future was wrong. In his fantasy, he saw a tall and beautiful white-haired brother, not the oversized version of himself with a messy face.

Curze carefully recalled his dream, pointed out the scenes one by one with his skinny fingers, and described the scenes he saw in the order of the Emperor, Ferrus, and Mortarion.
"Cold sun, yes; sighing dead apostle, yes; humble clown, yes. So what kind of monster are you, and why can't I see your future!"

The cold murderous intent boiled in Koz's body. He would not allow this unfathomable monster to watch him. Fear and anxiety drove him to launch a sneak attack on Hogg!
A distance of several meters was covered in an instant. Koz was confident that he could pierce Hogg's head with his nails. With the speed he had trained for many years, they had no time to react.

As long as he killed this extra monster, he would be able to face the meaningless death according to his predetermined fate. This made Koz, who was tortured by illusions, feel a hard-earned peace of mind.

But Koz miscalculated one thing, that is, the people present were not ordinary people. His speed that surpassed humans was not an advantage at all in the eyes of everyone. These guys with bad tastes were just watching the show.

As expected, Koz, who was about to pounce on Hogg, was knocked to the ground by a punch, and then he bounced very bouncy and was knocked unconscious.

Hogg, who was reacting subconsciously, realized what had just happened. He rubbed his hurt hand, looked at the dead Koz, and said to the others:
"Has he always been so brave? He doesn't know that I'm the coolest guy here. You can see that I didn't start with my hand. He bumped into my hand first."

Ignoring Hogg who tried to shirk the responsibility for beating the child, everyone gathered around the unconscious Koz. As the most stable person at the scene, Ferrus took on the responsibility of an older brother and took out a machine to examine him.

As the feedback data was received, Ferrus breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, Hogg didn't hit us hard, and our brother is fine. But I found that he is very weak and has been malnourished for a long time. In addition, he has not yet fully developed, so he fell into a protective coma."

Having made up his mind, Ferrus looked towards the Emperor, hoping that he would make a decision. No matter what, he could not let his brother lie here!
"Then leave it to Hogg! The mess hall of the Black Light should be the best place for recuperation, and didn't Hogg say that he would take the responsibility of taking care of his brothers?"

It is said that when the Emperor acts like an imposter, he is truly an imposter. With just one sentence, he completely shirked his responsibilities as a father, causing even Ferrus and Mortarion beside him to feel a little cold.

What’s even more outrageous is that after the Emperor used his psychic power to investigate Curze, he just walked away, leaving this mess to the three of them.

Looking at the sky that had darkened due to the Emperor's departure, the three Primarchs with different personalities sighed in unison for the first time:

"This old Biden will be finished sooner or later!"

(End of this chapter)