Chapter 300 The Second Empire, your emperor is back!
When Behemoth's main fleet was destroyed, the Battle of Macragge finally came to an end, but even so, the subsequent cleanup work was equally troublesome.

Not to mention whether there are still remnants of the Tyranids fleeing everywhere, the once prosperous world of Ultramar 500 has now been reduced to half ruins. It is hard to say how long it will take to restore its former glory.

Looking at the loss reports coming in from all over, Guilliman's heart was bleeding. The rear base he had managed for nearly ten thousand years was gone just like that.

Especially after hearing the laughter and joy coming from the people around him, Guilliman became completely numb. He simply threw all the government affairs to Calgar, letting the young man take care of it on his own.

Guilliman sat back at the table and buried his head in his meal, but a furry hand snatched the food he had just finished eating and stuffed it directly into his dog's mouth, saying in a muffled voice:

"Sir, Madam said that your dinner tonight belongs to me, so you should have a drink!"

Unexpectedly, even a dog would bully him. Guilliman pulled Rambo's dog head over and asked into his ear:

"No! I am your master. Have you forgotten that I was the one who raised you? Who do you listen to?"

Rambo was too lazy to even say anything about this question. He simply gave the Lord of Macragge a look of contempt to let him understand. However, in an invisible corner, he still secretly slipped a piece of bread to Guilliman.

Guilliman was so touched when he was stuffed with bread. He didn't expect that the dog would be so kind to him in the end. Knowing that he hadn't eaten for a day, he still left some food for him.

But just as Guilliman was about to eat this piece of love bread, a big mouth suddenly appeared and swallowed this last hope into its stomach.

With a smacking sound that was clearly intentional, Hogg said in a nasty tone:

"Oh, Guilliman, you know what, this bread from Macragge is delicious, it even has nuts in it, and it tastes crispy and numb.

No, why does my mouth feel numb? What kind of bread is this?"

"Your Majesty, this is butter lemon bread."

When Hogg heard it was lemon bread, he vomited on the spot:

"Bah! Dogs won't even eat lemon bread. I'm not talking about you, Rambo! It's just an adjective.

By the way, how did you become an extreme war dog? Is our Dog Empire going so wild now? Will I see the Empire Dog or the Thousand Scarred Dog in the future? "

It's hard to say about the others, but as far as Rambo himself knows, there are dog-men in almost all legions. There are even a few dog-men who, because of their excellent performance, were secretly selected to become the imperial guards and became the golden dogs that brought honor to their families.

But since the emperor asked, Rambo had no choice but to tell him everything about the dog-men's recent situation in the past ten thousand years.

After listening to Rambo's story, Hogg couldn't help but sigh that Goda was worthy of being his favorite disciple. He really lived up to his reputation and was even doing better than himself.

After hearing that there were dog-men joining the imperial guards, Hogg inevitably thought of Huang Lao Han, the unfilial father. While everyone was here, Hogg directly called out:

"Come on, look at me, I have something to announce!"

Hearing Hogg's cry, Zhuangsen and his men hurriedly surrounded him, wanting to see what this guy was up to.

"Brothers and sisters! Now that we have driven away the Hive Fleet, it is time to complete our main mission.

Little Jizi, do you know why you were attacked by the High Lords Council? " Seeing the question directed at him, Guilliman, after ten thousand years of thinking, of course knew the answer, and blurted out:
"Because I'm not cruel enough!"

"Yes, it's because you're not ruthless enough. Don't tell me about mortals ruling over mortals. In my eyes, you're all weaklings. There's no difference at all. At most, you can just throw one more punch.

It would be fine if the universe was peaceful, but the problem is that someone doesn't want us to have an easy life! Ordinary people can't save the empire at all, only we can.

You said I was so happy eating hotpot and singing songs in Alicia and having fun every day.

Who would have thought that those four, no, those three bastards would be so unsportsmanlike as to launch a surprise attack on a young comrade like me, preventing you from reviving the national prestige under my leadership.

I feel really guilty about this! Zhuang Sen, what do you think we should do? "

Zhuang Sen thought, how the hell would I know what to do? If I knew, I could go underground and build a titanium empire outside to show my loyalty indirectly?

But in order to make himself seem less abrupt, Zhuang Sen, a barbarian who was consistent in appearance and heart, immediately used his amazing wisdom and said uncertainly:

"How about we go and clear out the emperor's side?"

It was obvious that this boy, Zhuang Sen, was not a good person. His words hit the mark of Hogg's heart:

"Yes, what Zhuang Sen said is right. How can we manage the empire with those insects? As the saying goes, we must first stabilize the country before we can resist foreign aggression. Only by sorting out our rear can we deal with that hateful little bitch.

But as the saying goes, we have to have a legitimate reason to fight. We can't just go and kill people like foolishly. If we do that, how will the people of the Empire look at us? Wouldn't we be traitors?

Therefore, we must first establish an organization to let everyone see our determination, Malcador, what do you think of my idea? "

How about it? As the oldest surviving person on the scene, Makado knew what Hogg was thinking as soon as he heard what he said.

But at this moment, Malcador also believed that Hogg's method was correct. For the empire that was already terminally ill, a strong medicine was better than hemiplegia, and he also replied:
"Yes, I agree with Hogg's idea. If I guess correctly, is the name of this organization the Second Empire?"

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Before anyone else could say anything, Hogg clapped his hands and pointed at Malcador with his two newly grown arms.
"As expected of Malcador, the hero of the Empire, look at how aware he is, he can even answer questions quickly.

Don't worry, since everyone has nominated me to be the emperor of the Second Empire, I will obey your orders and take on this heavy burden!"

Everyone thought, why don't you let us tell you who agreed to your becoming the emperor? Good fellow, you still have evil intentions towards that broken Second Empire and you can't forget it!
But since Hogg wanted to be the leader, no one dared to object. It was not because Hogg was capable, but mainly because of the power in his raised fist.

In order to avoid being beaten on the spot, everyone except Mrs. Euton and Rambo applauded and agreed that Hogg would become the emperor of the Second Empire.

"Hahaha! I, Hogg, have finally realized my great wish!"

Perhaps it was really destiny. When Hogg was feeling proud, a communication was transferred to the conference room. A arrogant voice, the same as Hogg's, was heard from the holographic image:
"Hey, hey, hey, idiots, your dad Ross is here to save you."

(End of this chapter)