Chapter 135: Me and the Angel
Hogg, who was addicted to playing the subspace game, wanted to explore the map. He had never been in the subspace before, but a sad thing happened - Martha ran out of power.

As a vest that used psionic energy to connect here across the distant subspace, all of Martha's activities would consume the psionic energy that was not abundant. In addition, the energy that was just burst was absorbed by the demon. In short, Hogg was going to be offline.

Before logging off, Hogg called over the four kings he had just appointed and told them to behave in a despicable manner and not come back to find the base exploded, as they were no match for other forces.

He also left behind the six-word mantra of "stock up on food and slowly become king", ordering them not to forget to pick up goods in the subspace. The current goal of the Burning Legion is to infiltrate and grow stronger.

Controlling Martha to use the remaining psionic energy to make a throne, Hogg sat on it and went offline without saying anything. This operation left the demons confused and they could only hope that the Holy Father would come again.

When Hogg returned to the real universe, he opened his eyes and found himself placed in a static position. He looked around and found that the surroundings were filled with flowers and snacks, making it like a mourning hall.

The two guards who were eating snacks and playing games nearby were cursing because they lost, shouting, "You think you're great just because you have skills! I'll spend money to beat you to death."

Hogg, who didn't understand the situation, called out in the mental network. Hearing his father's voice, the two canned goods quickly put away the terminal and swallowed the snacks in their mouths. They also took the time to tidy up their Terminator power armor.

0.72 seconds later, the two men ran to the coffin-shaped stasis field, pretending to be loyal to their duties, making Hogg wonder if what he just saw was an illusion.

"Father, you finally woke up. You've been in a coma for almost half a year!"

"(＃°Д°)What? I was only out for a short while!" Hogg felt something was wrong when he heard the time. He stopped thinking about whether he had seen a ghost and let out a surprised cry.

"It's been half a year. Because of your coma, Black Watch has been under martial law. Several leaders have returned to Alicia to garrison. Are you okay, father?" The guard opened the force field and asked about Hogg's condition with concern.

"Ah, this, could it be because of that damn subspace? I remember it wasn't like this last time!"

"Father, Lady Emilia and the others are waiting in the Government Hall, and there is also a distinguished Primarch waiting for your awakening in Alicia. That lady is so peculiar, I want to..."

Patting the guard who kept talking, Hogg told him to shut up and send him a message packet through the mental network, saying that it was too tiring to say that.

The sacred mental network is simply invincible in communication. In an instant, Hogg received a memory package and was able to perfectly experience the past from the perspective of others.

In addition, it is forbidden to distribute bad resource packages in the mental network in Blackwatch. If found, you will be warned. After three cumulative violations, you will be fined a considerable amount of money, and you will also be invited to have tea by the review department headed by Captain Ginny.

The Internet is not a lawless place. For the sake of your own Internet needs, you must not be shy. Everyone must download the Blackwatch anti-fraud resource pack to maintain the purity of the Internet.

From the memory of this guard, Hogg also understood the ins and outs of the matter. After eliminating some bizarre plots and subjective feelings, he knew who the person who came was: Saint Guilles.

As the most representative of the Primarchs, the Archangel Sanguinius is a true winner, totally incomparable to his other ugly brothers.

He is tall and handsome, even more handsome than Hogg, and his pair of huge white wings makes some niche fans excited and unable to extricate themselves. He is definitely the empire's top publicity ambassador. How could they not want to get a feather from him... Hogg shook his head when he saw this and gave a slap to the smirking guard next to him. He actually found a Fury control freak, and this guy said that he was not as good as an angel. I am your daddy, okay!

"Go back and copy the Black Light Sacred Records for me a hundred times. I will check it tonight. If you can't finish it, I will send you to Dantioch to be a scum for the rest of your life."

Hogg's punishment was too cruel for the Black Watch. For them, who were emotionally rich, boring plastering work was really their nemesis, which led Bane to start a self-exposure plea:
"Ah? No, father, I am your favorite child! (;Д`) Have you forgotten that I sent you pornographic pictures before? I paid for your visit to the massage parlor last time!"

Hogg covered Bain's yelling mouth with his hand. He didn't want gossip about him to spread in the future, so he said viciously:

"If you say one more word, I'll throw you to the Imperial Fists. Think about it! Those sourpusses don't talk as much as the Iron Warriors. Go copy the books. You don't have much time left, kid."

The dazed Bane was taken away by his good friend Bruce. What awaits him next will be a race of life and death. Hopefully he can create a miracle within one day.

The news of Hogg's awakening had already been reported to Emilia by the detector, and the angel happened to be discussing government affairs next to her. When Hogg rushed over and opened the door of the government affairs hall, he saw the smiling angel.

To be honest, the first time Hogg saw Sanguinius, he felt the same way as his own offspring. He was indeed not as good-looking as Sanguinius. Unless he kept silent, anyone would be able to see the difference.

'Damn it, there is actually someone more handsome than me, this is really weird! No wonder everyone loves the Archangel, it's not unfair for that Kobold of Khorne to be a lickspittle.'

Hogg, who was thinking very much, hadn't spoken yet when he heard the shining angel on the other side reaching out his hand to him.

"Hello brother, I am Sanguinius. It is an honor to meet the most powerful Primarch of the Empire, and thank you Black Watch for your continued contribution to the Empire, my dear brother."

The speaking angel was surrounded by a halo created by the sunlight, and with his pure white wings, he looked like a saint, highlighting the full special effect.

On the other hand, Hogg had not washed his face for half a year and his silver hair was tangled. The worst thing was that he was wearing a pair of cartoon pajamas that no one knew who had put it on.

Hogg's image has been terribly damaged, but he is completely unaware of it. What's worse is that our Lord of Black Light has spoken.

"Oh my god, you are so bright! What do you use to take care of your wings? Will they shed hair? I said that Old Man Huang is the root of all evil, but you bastard still called me a heretic. I don't even have wings."

In one sentence, he stepped on two major taboos of angels. Hogg, who was not careful with his words, was clearly saying that he was an alien and insulting the image of the Emperor.

Emilia, who was standing behind, knew that her Primarch had fallen ill again, and hurriedly tried to smooth things over by asking the two Primarchs to go inside to talk.

But an angel is an angel, and he didn't care about Hogg's offense. He thought for a long time and said:
"As expected of you."

(End of this chapter)