Chapter 302 I can't laugh anymore, family members! 3 k+

Due to the Kara network, although Hogg and his team's itinerary was blocked as much as possible, the news still leaked out.

Ever since the empire entered the Internet age, people have gradually developed the habit of posting their posts online whenever they want. If people knew that they didn’t even have a circle of friends, they would definitely be despised by others.

The most ridiculous thing is that the Kara network is a mixed bag. Not only are there human users, but there are also all kinds of weird ghost things. As long as the race is within the galaxy, basically they can access the Internet.

The one who loved playing games was the worst. For nearly ten thousand years, he basically never left his brass throne, and no one knew how many terminals he had broken.

One of the criteria for judging a Khorne Daemon is that one must be able to play games. Not only must one be able to play, but one must be good at it, and at least be able to fight with Khorne for a few moves.

In his spare time, the dog-headed man would combine work and rest by passionately arguing with others on the Internet. If he won the argument, he would end it with an emoticon mocking the dog-head.

But if Khorne doesn't win the argument, the people on the other side of the network should be careful, because they might turn around and see a few powerful red-skinned demons, giving them the ultimate insult.

Originally, this kind of happy days could have lasted for a long time, but recently the dog-headed man felt unhappy. It was not because he lost the game. In terms of strength, there might be few people in the entire galaxy who were more skilled than him.

The main thing was that his opponent had no moral principles and poor skills, and he even came to fight him offline. In front of all the Khorne demons, he punched him on the head again and again, and even knocked his mouth crooked.

Thinking of this, Khorne's rage grew and he couldn't stop it. He didn't even notice that his beloved terminal was crushed. He drank the blood wine in the cup in one gulp and cursed at the sky:
"Damn you, yellow-skinned bastard. I haven't bothered you in ten thousand years. I even asked the dog-man tribe to help you look after the house. How can you, an ungrateful wolf, treat me like this?

Now that Hogg has returned, I can’t be so depressed anymore.”

With the reflection of the blood pool, Khorne saw his current image. He was no longer the majestic god of war. Instead, he had turned into a big fat dog due to his idleness and waiting for death.

"Ah! I have been injured by a toy and have become so haggard. From today on - I will stop drinking!"

As Khorne roared, jars of blood wine brewed with the souls of warriors were overturned. A large number of ownerless souls seeped into the Stairway to the Gods and transformed into hideous Khorne demons that came to the world.

Seeing their master regroup, the Khorne demons trembled with excitement. To them, being demons meant fighting, using their supreme power to destroy the entire world and make everyone wail in pain.

Perhaps it was the sight that brought back memories, the vibrant life before his eyes, like a throng of demons dancing wildly, that reminded Khorne of the good old days before the Cursed.

Back then, he was the most powerful one among the four gods, and the other three losers had to stay a little behind. He could chop anyone he wanted to, and he was either chopping people or on his way to chop people. He didn't even have to use his brain every day, and was a happy man!
Khorne, who was trapped in the memory, suddenly woke up and warned himself not to fall again. He must take back what he had lost and not become a real waste.

Just as the dog-headed man was encouraging himself, he suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something, but then he thought again that if even he could forget something, it must not be an important matter, so he stopped thinking about it to avoid wasting his brain capacity.

Since it concerns his own glorious battle, Khorne naturally cannot choose a corner to cause trouble, so the target chosen must have great influence.

As the God of War, Khorne is no brainless punk. On the contrary, his strategic thinking is extremely advanced, otherwise he would not have become the Dog-Man Emperor who once spanned the galaxy.

And the place that would give the Emperor the most headaches is definitely Holy Terra!

As long as I send the demon army to raid Holy Terra, you yellow-skinned guy will have no soldiers or generals, and will not be able to stand up from that toilet. You will be severely humiliated by me then!
Thinking of this, Khorne summoned his new chief demon Angras, and asked this little brother who had played games with him for ten thousand years to take a camera to live broadcast, so that the beautiful scene of Terra burning could spread throughout the galaxy.

"Hahaha! You didn't expect that, Cursed Ones? As long as I, Khorne, use my brains, you trash will be no match for me.

This time, I will use strategy to humiliate you severely, Qiangjian, woof! woof woof."

At the same time, he was not the only one who had the same idea as the kobold. Tzeentch, who was squatting in the crystal maze, also had the same idea about this interesting fun.

Unlike the rough-mannered ogres, the blue big Cuckoo, who claims to be a wise man, certainly would not use such despicable means. Instead, he used the strategy he was best at.

Even though the Emperor had been prayed for by humans for 10,000 years, he had long since turned into a black sun. Even the entire Terra was irradiated by his power, making the Chaos Demons dare not even look at him.

But no matter how powerful the emperor is, he is not the only one in the entire Holy Terra, and the other mortal nobles cannot resist the corruption that is spreading like wildfire.

As a conspirator who prefers to play dirty rather than head-on, Tzeentch has already planted his seeds in Terra, and now is the time for these seeds to take root and sprout.

Thinking of the shocking fun that was about to happen, the twisted blue coo trembled all over and let out a piercing laugh. However, the plan must be carried out by an executor. Tzeentch couldn't just go to Terra and perform his magic by himself. If he was discovered by the Emperor, he would definitely be beaten.

In order to avoid becoming a joke, Tzeentch immediately thought of the two primarchs he had robbed.

For Tzeentch, he would never think that he had failed in his life. Even if he was really forced into a desperate situation, he would insist that "this is all as planned."

But Tzeentch really had nothing to say about the two Primarchs that he had risked his life to snatch. No matter what he did, he could not change the useless nature of these two.

Even if he used his own chaos energy to infuse them, he could only make these two Primarchs upgrade to demonic status, but in the end, they were still in that state, looking completely unlucky and lazy.

Moreover, these two pieces of trash are not the kind of diehards who are steadfast and unyielding. They are just two pieces of mud that cannot be thrown away. They are the kind that will not leave even if you let them go. They are useless.

Tzeentch clearly remembered that the first mission was to let them corrupt Mortarion's fleet, but who would have thought that they were not proactive and actually broke into other people's warehouses and chose to steal food.

The God Tzeentch was stunned when he saw this scene. He thought to himself that he had treated the two of them very well. He gave them whatever they wanted and even let them become the commander-in-chief under him.

How come they have a special liking for worthless food as if they were being tortured by me? If you want to eat it, just tell me directly. After all, I am an evil god and I do have some strength.

However, just when Tzeentch was about to give up on these two bastards, guess what? They came back and completely relied on him.

When he thought about how he had invested huge sums of money in corrupting these two Primarchs, he realized that in the end, these two idiots had taken advantage of him and turned him into two parasites who corrupted the Heavenly Order.

"Oh! Forget it. I can't let these two losers ruin my business. Just let them continue to mess around!"

But things don’t always go as planned. The more you don’t want something to happen, the more likely it will appear before your eyes. Before the big blue gurgle could find someone to execute it, he heard two mean voices:
"Boss! You have a new plan! What do you think of the two of us? We will make sure to complete the mission."

Seeing Curze volunteering himself, Corax turned into a shadow on the spot, as if to show his outstanding abilities, and ran around Tzeentch.

"Boss, with my skills, what can I not snatch from you? Just wait and see!"

Tzeentch thought, "You're welcome, I'm just looking at shit! God knows why the two Primarchs are like this. When they traded with the Emperor, there was no fake stuff. How come you two have become morons in the end?"
If there was another chance, Tzeentch would definitely not be greedy and snatch these two money-losing goods. Even if he suffered a little loss, he would be willing to exchange two for one with that fat guy Nurgle.

But now that things have come to this, Jianqi has no way to deal with these two young fools. You say they are useless, but they are eager to carry out tasks for you. But if you say they are useful, it is a complete insult to the word "waste".

In order to avoid being annoyed by these two guys in the future, the big blue cuckoo secretly made up his mind that he must send them away this time, even if he suffered some loss, he would accept it.

Thinking of this, Jianqi immediately changed his expression, and even the big mouth all over his body looked kind. He held the two pieces of non-combustible garbage and said:
"You've come at the right time. There is a mission that needs the two of you to carry out. This mission is extremely difficult and dangerous. I would not trust other demons to go. You two are just right."

"So, Boss, what are we going to do?"

"Go to Holy Terra to find your father and say hello to him for me!"

Upon hearing this, Koze and the other man hurriedly shook their heads, looking at the evil god in front of them as if he was an idiot, as if to say, "Are you kidding me?"

"Boss, do you think you are talking like a human being? The way we are now is not much worse than your appearance. If we stand there, everyone who sees us will say: Damn it, you are a demon!"

Looking at the two useless brothers who were not like human beings in front of him, Jianqi knew that they looked nothing like humans now, but he had had enough.

In order to prevent others from making fun of him for the rest of his life, Tzeentch still tempted:

"Now you have at least liberated the essence of the warp and become a lesser god with decent strength. The cursed will definitely find a way to restore you. Don't you want to walk in the sun again?"

"No! ×2"

(End of this chapter)