Chapter 374: Eternal Sinner - Hogg

It would be great to be the dog of an ancient saint!

Gouge, ah no, Hogg is feeling very happy right now, for no other reason than that the welfare and treatment in the Ancient Saints camp are so good, everyone in it speaks nicely, he likes it here very much.

Perhaps because the War in Heaven has not yet broken out, most creatures in the entire galaxy are very kind. Although they are all full of martial virtues, innocence is the byword for all living beings, making it just like a fairy tale world.

If it were the 40k era, Hogg and Guilliman, two creatures of unknown origin, would probably be captured by the Inquisition on the spot, given a massive memory restoration surgery, and then judged to be aliens and rendered harmless.

If they are lucky, they can keep an intact body. If they are unlucky, they may be noticed by the Mechanicus and taken to be sliced ​​and studied, becoming the real Hakimi or Hakiwang.

But now the subspace is peaceful. The ancient saints are spreading the seeds of life into the universe and building the Webway, so that many races that have just unified their planets can join the galactic family and develop rapidly through this dimensional space.

After Slann treated Hogg and Guilliman as his own, they enjoyed VIP treatment. A group of ancient saints came up to them, wanting to see the characteristics of these two magical creatures.

Because of his elegant appearance, dignified demeanor, and moral standards much higher than Hogg's, and his ability to perform psychic tricks of floating in the air, this young man is deeply loved by the Eldar.

Although Guilliman didn't say it, Hogg could tell from the wildly swinging tail behind him that this kid was no pushover. He learned how to act coquettishly and cutely without any instruction, and his face was covered with big breasts all day long.

So much so that this group of elves even asked the ancient saints to create some pets with the same appearance based on the cat Liman, so that everyone could have one.

Naturally, Shilan would not refuse such a small request. After extracting some blood and flesh samples from Guilliman, he quickly created a cute creature called Strong Brain Cat.

It also adds a mind connection ability similar to the green-skinned energy stand to the strong-brain cats, so that these little guys can strengthen the thinking of their owners and are no longer useless cats that can only be used for viewing.

Unlike Guilliman, although Hogger is also loved by the Eldar, his nature of destroying things everywhere makes him more compatible with another kind of creature.

Just like Stand users are attracted to each other, Sand Sculpture users will also get closer. After discovering Hogg, the showy dog, an ancient orc named Oak hit it off with him. In less than half a day, he was infected by the Sand Sculpture and was having a great time every day.

With his even more stupid and ridiculous style, Hogg was successfully elected as the boss of Oak, attracting this group of super big guys to follow suit. They all hoped that they could be as happy as the boss, especially to have a cool hairstyle like Hogg, but unfortunately they are all bald.

For this reason, after discovering that they could put Hogg on their heads as hair, these big guys even went so far as to become Hogg's exclusive mounts in order to enjoy the treatment of having a cool hairstyle. They even had a fierce fight for the chance to be the mounts.

Although the ancient orcs are not bad in nature, the principle that the strong are respected is still universal. Only the strongest, most powerful and most domineering Orcs can have the honor of wearing a Hogg on their heads!

Seeing the winner with the Hogg on his head, all the orcs looked at him with envy, and with these looks, the energy stand unique to the Orcs began to work, making the winner bigger and stronger.

This phenomenon was naturally noticed by the ancient saints, who therefore became more certain that Hogg was indeed their biological creation of the future, and not a spy sent by the Star God.

Especially after seeing that Hogg also demonstrated his biotechnology skills and used the orc companion product Squig to breed a hair Squig that can serve as hair, Hogg has been identified as a truly loyal minister.

"Loyal, so loyal!"

The big toads, led by Shilan, were moved when they thought that Hogg and his companions would come to contribute to their creator even after experiencing the turbulence of time and space. Because like the orcs, the ancient saints were also bald, and they had never thought that having hair could be so fun.

This trend of liking cool hairstyles then spread to the entire Old Saint camp, especially the Eldar, a group of people with pointed ears who worship the Old Saints as gods. Their hairstyles were more outrageous than the others.

After completing his daily task of acting cute, Guilliman ran to Hogg whom he had not seen for a long time, wanting to discuss future plans with his brother. He always felt that it was not appropriate to just eat and wait for death.

But when Guilliman found Hogg in an abandoned garbage dump, he discovered that his good brother was actually doing better than him and had become the leader of a group of orcs who were more powerful than the Primarch.

"Boss, why are you so powerful despite being so small?" asked an orc who couldn't have a cool hairstyle because he didn't win the promotion match. "Why are you so powerful? You've asked the right person. Don't look at my small stature, but I'm the first in the Chain of Power. Even if I turn into a dog, I'll still be the most powerful!"

"Waaaagh? Boss, I want to be like you wow!"

Raising his hand to give a claw to the big, slurred man, Hogg corrected him:

"That's woof! Can't you see I'm a dog? Say it with me: 'woof!'"

"Waaaagh!"

"Wang Wang Wang."

"Waaaagh! Waaaagh! Waaaagh!"

"Forget it, forget it. As long as you are happy, I am just a dog. Why should I correct your pronunciation? Hurry up and bring today's tribute so that I can taste and see if your cooking skills have improved."

There was no need to worry about the pronunciation of these big idiots. As the boss, Hogg had unlimited power. Ever since he had these little brothers, he was too lazy to even walk around. He truly had everything handed to him, except that eating meat every day made him a little irritated.

While the orcs who were coming and going from Waaaagh left, Guilliman jumped directly onto Hogg's head, grabbed his dog ears and teased:
"Hey, brother, you've made it. Do I have to address you as His Majesty the Emperor now? We have a mission to accomplish. Look how much weight you've gained!"

Fat? Hogg found that he had gained a lot of weight. He hadn't noticed it before. Compared with Guilliman, he was indeed an order of magnitude fatter, rounder than a gas tank.

Hogg, who was completely paralyzed on the throne, poked his head out and said stubbornly:
"I'm not fat, I'm strong!"

These words made Guilliman laugh. Just now, he jumped on Hogg's head. If it weren't for his strong balance, he would not be able to stand steadily because of the trembling of his fat. How could he still have the nerve to say that he was not fat.

Holding down Hogg's head, Guilliman, with a serious cat face, said:
"Don't quibble. I didn't find any creatures similar to Fatty in the Eldar tribe. Have you made any progress here?"

Hogg thought to himself, there is no progress at all. All he does every day is eat and sleep. If you ask who is the fattest guy, it would probably be him. Could it be that he is Nurgle?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Hogg struggled to get up. He absolutely could not continue to degenerate like this. When he thought about being laughed at by his brothers when he returned, he swore fiercely:

"I have become so fat because of the alcohol and meat. From today on, I will stop drinking!"

Perhaps even the Ancient Saint couldn't stand it anymore. Shi Lan, who floated over, saw that Hogg was almost fatter than him, so he grabbed the dog's neck and said to the cat-dog duo:

"We just discovered another race. Since you two are so free, go and help them. Otherwise, you will have nothing to eat."

"What race?"

"I'm not sure, but according to the news sent by my compatriots, that race seems to be called the Deathfearers!"

"grass"

　I’ve made up for today’s, don’t say I’m short!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)