Chapter 166 Praise the Great Warmaster!
Throughout the ages, humans have always been a race with very rich emotions, but the current emperor's emotions are too rich.

Perhaps it was because of the indifference of the opposing offspring, or perhaps it was because of Malphite who ran over with a dazed look on his face and drooling.

For the first time, the Emperor felt that his education might have been a failure, especially when he saw Hogg taking out a camera with a lewd look on his face and taking pictures of him. He suddenly felt that even the destruction of mankind would be nothing more than this, and it was a good thing that he did not choose this rebellious son as his warmaster.

But the meaningful looks of each Primarch deeply hurt the Emperor's heart, making him wish he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

But in order to carry out his plan, the Emperor threw away his face and used the lazy donkey rolling trick to roll to the feet of the Primarch with Urgu, who was struggling to hold on.

He also took advantage of the situation to place the orc's power claw on his neck, pretending to be about to die.

Seeing the emperor being so shameless, Hogg felt that no one else could do it. He kicked the emperor on the butt, but failed to move it.

"(_)"

“(｀)”

"Ouch! I kicked it wrong, my foot hurts."

Hogg, possessed by the spirit of drama, also squatted on the ground and rolled around, but he fully demonstrated the composure and confidence of the older generation of artists, and inadvertently used his agile body to kick the emperor's butt hard.

Perhaps because of the shameless behavior of the two, every Primarch who was caught by the Emperor's eyes turned away, unwilling to have any entanglement with these two shameful guys.

To be honest, after Hogg's reminder, everyone understood that the Emperor wanted to use this opportunity to nominate a warmaster.

But this is really too embarrassing. Even if it is a fake match, it is not played like this. Even Zhuang Sen, who is determined to become a war commander, does not have the face to accept this great blessing.

Unable to bear the look of this family of old and young women, Urge went straight to Horus who was standing in the front and bumped into his power claws - dead!
Seeing this, the Emperor stopped pretending and tore off the orc's head and threw it into Horus' arms, saying:

"My proud child, it is thanks to you that I was able to defeat this great enemy of humanity. You will be the Warmaster of the Empire in the future."

The Emperor turned around and grabbed Hogg who was still kicking him, punching him. He seemed to have completely lost his weakness, and cursed with full force:

"You idiot, it's you who ruined my Sagittarius, you have to compensate me!"

But Hogg didn't tolerate him either. He shouted that this yellow-skinned rubbish was not fit to be a king, and called on several brothers to come together and seize this guy's throne so that everyone could take turns to be the emperor.

As Hogg's curses were so harsh and the other primarchs would not do anything as outrageous as he did, they could only find a relatively flat piece of land to sit down on.

And just like that, watching the Emperor and Hogg trash-talking each other and rolling around in the ruins, the blows brought down the Empire's bottom line, was much more exciting than the previous clumsy drama.

Looking at the smiling orc head in his arms, Horus shuddered when he realized that he had become the warmaster.

"Gah! This is not the development I wanted!"

Horus did not feel happy when he suddenly got what he had been longing for. Instead, he felt that his dream had been shattered.

As the sun sets, the ruins of Ullanor are filled with devastation after the war. After clearing out the orcs, the coalition forces surround them.

Then their three perspectives were reshaped, and they saw wonders that they would never see in their lifetime.

Hogg, who was beaten unilaterally, saw that more and more people were coming. He grabbed the Emperor's fist and asked in a low voice: "Old man Huang, if you don't feel ashamed, I do. After all, today is the day of the coalition's victory, and Horus has become the Warmaster. Calm down."

"You're smart, so why don't you let me go."

Thinking that if he didn't say it now, he would never be able to say it later, Hogg certainly refused to let go and immediately put forward his own conditions.

"Old man Huang, you've beaten me and scolded me, but I don't care about Warmaster. But you must make Malphite the guardian beast of the country. You've seen it, without it, the moon would have been destroyed long ago."

I thought Hogg would be unwilling, but when the emperor heard that it was just such a small request, he loosened his hand that was pulling Hogg's hair. The contrast between the two made the emperor feel a little guilty.

With this, the two shameless guys separated and dusted themselves off, as if the farce just now was an illusion, looking like a loving father and a filial son.

Everyone present could no longer look directly at the Lord of Humanity in their hearts. Even Moffitt next to him seemed so loyal.

And so, in full view of the Allied Forces, the Emperor crowned Horus, swearing his title of Warmaster with a laurel wreath.

When Horus became the Imperial Warmaster with a dazed look on his face, everyone felt bored and scattered, wanting to return to their respective legions.

But then, the emperor called over Malphite, who was still standing there in a daze, and announced his honorary title of the guardian beast of the country.

This move drew cheers from all the soldiers, as if Malphite was the protagonist of this coronation ceremony.

"Malphite is the one everyone wants!"

"I've seen it for a long time. This guy is no ordinary beast. I've even fought with him!"

Even Rogal Dorn, who was still seriously injured, ran over, looked at his co-worker with pride, and wished him to become a hero of the Empire.

Malphite, who was overwhelmed by the victory, burst into a great passion and shouted:
"I will live up to the Legion's training and serve the Empire till death!"

Perhaps this action was so funny that people overlooked one thing and completely forgot that there was a legion that had not yet arrived.

Just when everyone was preparing to go back home, Guilliman finally broke through the orcs' encirclement and arrived at Ullanor in a dusty state.

Looking at everyone laughing and talking happily, the Extreme Marines who had been fighting continuously for more than a month were confused about the situation, so they grabbed a Black Watcher who was cheering and started asking him questions.

Looking at Guilliman behind him, Ross did not dare to be negligent and told him everything that had just happened. However, Guilliman didn't know that Ross was famous for his bragging.

After a set of exaggerated explanations, Guilliman felt deeply the difficulties faced by the coalition forces, who actually fought off the attack of 3000 billion orcs. His own results in defeating the orcs were not good enough at all.

Guilliman squeezed into the crowd and wanted to offer his blessings, but when he saw that the person standing on the stage was actually a red-skinned orc, and the Warmaster Horus was standing next to him like a minion.

Guilliman thought he must be too tired and might be hallucinating, so he quickly took out his handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his head, but Hogg's wild laughter made him know that it was all real.

"Damn it, I want to go back to Macragge!"

(End of this chapter)