Chapter 376 Plague War March

"Do you understand, brother?"

"I don't understand. You know, I'm just a negative psychic Ogryn."

"Go wash the petri dishes, what are you two doing here?"

Shi Lan, who found his pet in a daze again, scolded it loudly. He had begun to regret bringing these two gluttons for research. Not only did they do little work, but they ate more than the other. The most annoying thing was that they even wanted to eat the experimental subjects.

Not to mention how precious the experimental subject is, this behavior is extremely magical in the eyes of the ancient saints. How can you have an appetite for your good friend? But when he thought that this was his own pet, Shi Lan couldn't get angry.

With the help of their identities as research subjects, Hogg and his companions successfully sneaked into the Ancient Saint's laboratory. Although fear of death was the main reason, they still wanted to steal some technology. After all, the quality of the Ancient Saint's technology was guaranteed.

But what Hogg didn't expect was that the ancient saint's experimental process relied entirely on psychic power. Not to mention learning it secretly, he couldn't even understand it by looking at it.

Different fields have different worlds. As a Star God boy who firmly believes in materialism, he doesn't care whether Hogg's operation is scientific or not. At least he thinks it is scientific, and he still can't learn psychic powers.

After finding that he couldn't understand, Hogg placed his hopes on Guilliman, but Guilliman failed at the critical moment. Although he had awakened his psychic powers, he only knew three tricks: throwing spears, flying, and opening shields. He didn't know any theoretical knowledge at all!

Just like advanced mathematics, if you can't do it, it doesn't mean you really don't know it. As long as you start, you can let others see your true level. And Hogg and the other two happened to be the ones who could only write down the solutions.

Therefore, after being discovered to be a bunch of idiots, Hogg and the other two were downgraded from gear boys to subjects of research so that the Old Ones could create their own Eldar Primarch.

Although their status declined, their treatment remained the same, and they still ran around everywhere every day, touching this and looking at that. One enjoyed the Eldar facial cleanser, while the other grinned at the orcs, and the days passed like this one by one.

The cat and dog group was living happily, but the situation was different on the other side. Fatty Nurgle was like crazy. He actually raided the human empire and wanted to snatch the goddess of life, Elsa.

He also led the Chaos army together with Tzeentch and Slaanesh to attack the Imperium, and almost paralyzed the Emperor again. In the end, he and the Emperor were both defeated because of the Kobolds' hindrance.

For this reason, the speed of Empire construction was greatly reduced. Half of the Primarchs stayed in Holy Terra and died suddenly due to overtime work, and half of them went to the front line of the Ultramarine to fight against Chaos. This active campaign was also called the Plague War.

Thanks to the Five-Year Plan and the help of the Stargate Network, the empire was united once again, fighting the enemy with all its might, just like the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago.

During the war, Blackwatch's second Primarch Gloria shined, leading the Blacklight Zerg to block the Chaos army, and successfully withstood the Chaos offensive with the Zerg swarm tactics.

In contrast, there was the Second Legion called the Doomsday Warriors. Before leaving, Hogg successfully created a batch of gene seeds using Roland's flesh and blood samples. Although not much, it was enough for the Second Legion to rebuild again.

Like the Primarch Roland, the Space Marines of the Second Legion are quite tall, and even the power armor they are issued is specially enlarged and thickened, looking similar to a dreadnought, and they are very good at using explosives. This group of rare giant iron cans is deeply loved by the soldiers. After all, the thicker the armor, the better the protection performance. Who doesn't want to have a tank blocking in front of them, especially the helmet with cat ears, which looks more friendly than ordinary Space Marines.

But what was puzzling was that the soldiers found that these tall angels never took off their helmets, and some suspicious fluff always appeared in the camp.

The war became more and more intense, with a wave of intensification every year. When this time point comes, a red light will appear on Holy Terra, and then the Lord of Mankind will join the battlefield with half of the Primarchs to beat up the fat Nurgle who appeared out of nowhere.

Based on the principle of making the best use of everything, the emperor would always bring Aisha with him on every expedition. Whenever someone was injured, he would let her treat them in front of the fat boy, which was the ultimate insult.

It is not clear whether Nurgle is in pain or not, but every time a war is won, Aisha, the goddess of life, will get a wave of strengthening. She has changed from a real crybaby who could only cry at the beginning to a lazy guy who tells jokes about hell everywhere.

Looking at the Nurgle zombies still attacking the defense line in front of him, Mortarion, who came in for the second time, discovered a clue. Unlike the plague war in the first year, he found that the offensive power of the Nurgle demons was not as strong now.

Although the gap was small, Mortarion verified his guess after getting started. The Nurgle demons were indeed not as crazy as in previous years, and the number of casualties among frontline soldiers was gradually decreasing.

This news was reported to the Emperor by Mortarion, who chose to intensify his efforts, deploy more troops to the front line, turn defense into offense, and recover the occupied imperial territory.

Sure enough, as the one-year deadline approached, at the behest of an unnamed kobold, the Emperor led 13 Primarchs to attack Fatty before he could even show up, and started beating and kicking Him. The entire Warp was filled with the father's wails.

Knowing that he was no match for the opponent, Nurgle still wanted to call for allies, but none of the four vendors were a good guy. Seeing Fatty getting beaten up, they were happier than the Emperor.

Not to mention the loyal kobolds, Tzeentch hates the unchanging Nurgle the most. The three of them directly beat up their friendly forces, and when Fatty was out, they took advantage of the situation to raid the Nurgle domain.

Seeing this, Fatty hated Hogg, the instigator, and swore to never give him any blessing again. He loved him like any other child before, but he didn't expect that this bastard actually deceived everyone from the very beginning.

Before being sent back to the warp, Fatty did not forget his dog-licking nature, and directly turned into Feiyangyang, Hei Xiaohu, and Shuangfeigui, and yelled at Aisha who was healing Mortarion:
"Shasha, you must be happy! Stay away from that liar Hogg. He is just like the cursed one, not a good person."

Without giving Fatty a chance to sow discord, the Emperor's spiritual energy burst out, and endless spiritual energy increased rapidly, directly erupting with 30 powerful forces. He turned into the Crying God of Death on the spot, and controlled the Emperor King Kong to kick Fatty in the face with a big kick.

"You're still barking like a dog. Get out of here right now. Damn it. I get mad when I see you."

At the same time, the ancient saint's plan to create gods was finally ready. As a thank you for Hogg's inspiration, Shi Lan, who possessed amazing wisdom, decided to let Hogg name one of the experimental subjects.

Looking at the tall figure in front of him, which had not yet fully grown but had already taken shape, Hogg said:
"Why not just call her Aisha!"

(End of this chapter)