Chapter 290: Carrying the Emperor's sword, he has the spiritual power to distinguish between loyalty and treachery.

"Fuck, Old Ma!"

Following Hogg's exclamation, all the fallen angels on the bridge were attracted and stared at this creature that was suspected to be the Primarch, ready to activate the blocking stance at any time.

Different from the fallen angels who were on high alert, the leader called Lao Ma had a look of disgust on his face. His originally weathered face now revealed an expression of pain and anal sex.

But before Makado could open his mouth, Hogg hit him like a cannonball, causing the words he wanted to say to spit out along with a mouthful of blood.

Seeing the Prime Minister being stabbed, the fallen angels who were on high alert quickly took out their weapons and surrounded Hogg and Malcador, but were immediately driven away by Malcador.

"Ugh~ I'm fine, everyone leave!"

Thinking that they were to attack him secretly, Cypher gave Malcador a look, but he saw that the chancellor of the empire who had led them for thousands of years waved his hand and said numbly:

"Don't worry, I have confirmed that this bastard is the Primarch. After all, no other demon is as stupid as him. Don't even think about activating the Forbidden Field. That thing is useless to him."

It felt like Malcador was praising himself. Hogg pointed at himself proudly and said:

"Of course, I'm super brave!"

"Little Sefer, I invited you to dinner once, and you actually wanted to murder me. You are such an ungrateful person. If I had known earlier, I should have put more mustard in your food."

Hearing Hogg mention the incident ten thousand years ago, Cypher did not get angry but laughed. For him, the return of a Primarch, especially a most powerful one like Hogg, was a blessing even if his brain was not working well. He smiled apologetically and said:
"Lord Hogg, you remain the same as always! Now that we have confirmed your identity, we will not disturb you!"

After saying that, Cypher made a gesture and led all the fallen angels in the open to leave the bridge, leaving the two of them a space to be alone.

As the door closed, Malcador changed his expression instantly, took out the big sword behind him and slashed at Hogg, cursing:

"You bastard, do you want to kill me?"

Seeing that the old man Makado was really angry, Hogg hurriedly dodged, and finally used a move of catching the blade with his bare hands to control this hot-blooded old man.

"Laoma, Lao Ma! Isn't this exciting? I thought you were dead, but you are alive and well, and even dressed in a cool outfit. Are you cosplaying as the Son of Sparta?"

Although it was unclear who the Son of Sparta that Hogg mentioned was, Malcador inexplicably thought that this man was very powerful, and the greatsword that was originally chopped downwards was retracted.

In fact, as far as Malcador was concerned, he was happier than anyone else after seeing Hogg return safely. Not only did Hogg have the ability to break the current deadlock, but also because in his heart, he already regarded these Primarchs as his own children.

Even though Hogg was the most troublesome of the Primarchs, Malcador still felt a long-lost sense of relief.

Looking at Hogg, who had shrunk a circle, Malcador was very curious about what he had experienced in the past ten thousand years, so he asked:
"You bastard, what have you been through in the past ten thousand years? Why do I feel that you are so weak? Did He abuse you?"

It would have been fine if Malcador hadn't asked. But when asked, Hogg immediately felt wronged and started to complain to him:
"Old Ma, you don't know how miserable my life was. That bitch exploited me in various ways for ten thousand years. That was ten thousand years used by Slaanesh!

Fortunately, I was strong enough to absorb the subspace psychic energy while resting, so I recovered some self-protection means, otherwise I would have been blown up by that bastard. But who am I? I am the number one person in the Chain of Force!

I won’t talk about my strength, but I am the real boss in terms of endurance. Even the evil god was worn down by me and was half-crippled. In the end, he begged me to leave, and I returned to the real world. "

After listening to Hogg's story, Makado was full of doubt. He knew that Hogg loved to brag and could make black turn into white. In this passage, except for the beginning, he could not believe a single word of the rest.

Maybe this bastard Hogg has already turned into the shape of Slaanesh, and finally cried and begged for mercy, and the evil god let him go.

But even though he knew that there was a lot of water in Hogg's words, Malcador still felt deep sympathy. After all, Slaanesh was not a pure love person, but a real evil god.

But even though he knew that Hogg had been tortured for nearly ten thousand years, Malcador, who was familiar with Hogg's abilities, still had a question:
"Good boy! You really didn't embarrass Neos. It's a good thing that you're back, but how did you survive for the past ten thousand years? Remember that your efficiency in absorbing subspace energy is not high!"

Seeing that Malcador was pointing directly to the point, Hogg's originally arrogant face suddenly fell. No matter how vague he was, he could not satisfy Malcador, so he finally told the truth.

But when Malcador learned that Hogg relied on eating that thing to ensure that he would not be drained dry, his originally serious expression could no longer be maintained, and he laughed so hard that he fainted.

"Hehehe! Oh my god, can you eat that thing?"

Hogg was so ashamed of being laughed at that he felt like dying. Even a thick-skinned man like him felt embarrassed and rushed directly to Malcador, grabbing his neck and yelling:

"Shut up Malcador, if you old Dengs weren't so incompetent, would I have gotten to that point?"

"If I don't rely on that thing to recover my strength, I might be blown up by Slaanesh. He's an evil god, what can I do?
The demons he fed me can only ensure that I will not die. It is impossible for me to accumulate energy to fight back. "

"Ah~ Stop laughing, or I'll strangle you to death, you old bitch."

Although he knew that Hogg had been forced into a desperate situation and might have been treated cruelly in that situation, Malcador could not help himself. After thinking about all the painful things in his life, he managed to suppress the piercing laugh.

"Phew~Okay, I already know what you've been through. You've suffered a lot in the past ten thousand years. I'll take you to see Jonson right now. It'll also help you recover your strength. Guilliman is still waiting for you to save him!"

Seeing that Macador had stopped laughing, Hogg loosened his hand, but he knew his physical condition better than anyone else, and it was not easy to recover his strength.

Either rely on the accumulation of time to refill the psionic pool, or go back to your old ways and eat some tonic food. Even if it is tonic food, a large number of Chaos Demons are needed.

But the problem is, there are not so many big demons in the current physical universe. There is one Holy Terra, but with his current strength, trying to suck Old Man Huang is like an old lady eating arsenic.

After learning about Hogg's actual situation, Malcador smiled obscenely, patted Hogg's head and assured him:

"Boy, don't think we have been idling for thousands of years! You will understand when the time comes."

(End of this chapter)