Chapter 379 Chogris Goes Solo (More to come, more to come when I wake up!)
"How dare you insult me, you little brat!"

"What? You're not convinced!"

Looking at the old man Huang who was beaten into a pig's head, all the resentment Hogg had for this journey was swept away, and he rubbed the cockscomb of the emperor with all his might:
"Old man Huang, can you please give us some peace of mind? Guilliman and I have only been gone for seven years, and you have caused such a big mess. If you were gone for a few more years, wouldn't you have brought down the Empire?"

Although Hogg confirmed the identity of the Emperor, Horus still couldn't believe that the pig-headed man in front of him was his father, so he took out a treasured poster and compared it repeatedly.

The emperor on the poster looks majestic, wearing golden armor and pointing his sword to the sky. Anyone who sees this picture will sigh at the grand ambitions of the Lord of mankind.

Looking at the pig-headed Ogryn with bruises all over his face and swollen eye sockets, Horus pointed at the poster and asked:

“Is the person in this painting you?”

"It shouldn't be me, but I was also very thin back then!"

"I don't think this is you at all."

"I said that's not me either." Grabbing the poster, the Emperor pointed at the female Emperor in the painting who was wearing erotic armor with her thighs exposed and shouted:

"Horus, I didn't expect that a rebellious son like you would be so perverted. What do you think of me? Am I really like this in your mind?"

Horus, whose little secret was exposed, quickly snatched the poster back, but this behavior was tantamount to admitting the fact that he was a pervert.

Perhaps the poster was too erotic. Before Horus could quietly put it away, it was snatched up by the other Primarchs and passed around. After browsing through it, almost every Primarch showed the same smirk. Curze even commented bluntly:

"Big, it's really big!"

"Give it to me. Who told you to look at it?" Horus snatched the poster back, folded it repeatedly, and then carefully put it into his pocket. To him, this was a priceless treasure, so how could he let outsiders view it freely? He always closed the door when he looked at it.

Although Huang Laohan's identity was confirmed, he could escape death penalty, but he could not escape punishment for his crime. It was true that he used psychic power to hypnotize the original body, and he could not blame anyone else for the beating he received just now, he deserved it.

With the support of Hogg, the physical big brother, and Horus, the spiritual big brother, leading him, the Primarch didn't care about fatherly love and filial piety and simply quit. With Guilliman around, wouldn't it be nice to be an idle prince?
At this point, the Emperor could no longer say anything for the sake of the Empire. He was really afraid that these rebellious sons would beat up his 40,000-year-old comrade again. The only sincere Malcador was not here.

But what the Emperor didn't know was that Malcador did not leave. Instead, he was the one who transferred all the guards on duty inside the palace. Otherwise, how could the Primarch have a smooth journey?

The Primarch was free and free. What he was most curious about was what Hogg and Guilliman had done and whether they had found the other side of Fatty.

While everyone was there, Hogg naturally would not hide anything and recounted on the spot the 77 years they had experienced.

However, since Guilliman was present, he did not describe the cat video in detail. After all, he had received bribes, so he had to wait until the news died down before he started spreading rumors.

Upon hearing that the two of them had actually sneaked into the Ancient Ones' Institute, Magnus was heartbroken. He grabbed Guilliman by the collar and beat up this psychic idiot who only knew three tricks on the spot.

Like Magnus, the other Primarchs also felt regretful for missing the opportunity. After all, those were the absolute overlords of the ancient times, the Old Saints. As long as they learned their technology, even just a little bit, it would be a qualitative leap.

Unlike the Primarch, the Emperor, who had personally experienced human history, knew well that in the era when the human regime was still called the Federation, humans had made various attempts to transcend and sublimate, but all had failed without exception.

Although powerful genetic technology enables humans to survive in any world, they are ultimately unable to cross that boundary.

Getting rid of the flesh and turning into a metal body is even more ridiculous. The Necrons are the best example. With the technological level of humans at that time, it was not difficult to replace the whole body with metal prostheses.

But without physical nourishment, no matter how strong your will is, it will eventually be replaced by cold electronic signals and completely transformed into hateful intelligence.

Don't say that flesh and blood are weak and machines are superior. Humans are originally flesh and blood creatures. It is okay to use machines to replace the flesh, but when it is completely transformed into metal life, it is no longer human at all, but an alien.

Just like the destroyed Jingyuan Federation, even if they still retain their brain and spine, their horrific appearance will scare anyone who sees them, and there is absolutely no possibility of their coexistence.

Thinking of this, the Emperor hated the thief who stole his Fire Dragon Lord to the core. He blamed those damn Necrons. If it weren't for them, the War in Heaven would not have broken out.

Hogg's story continued. After hearing that he was the one who caused the birth of the Eldar gods, the Waste Goddess who was hiding in the corner jumped out:
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! If you and the Creator created us together, then why don't I remember you? Your name should also be included in the entire history of the Eldar?"

Hearing that this weakling dared to question him, Hogg didn't care that she was some kind of Eldar goddess, he just slapped her hard, making her cry on the spot, and she turned back into the crying person again.

Looking at this little loser who was crouching with his head in his hands, fighting for territory with his own dog, Hogg suddenly had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu. He felt that this guy was too similar to Godard.

As the opponent of Khorne, although Godar is timid, inexperienced and weak, he is essentially a god and he also has a competitive side.

Especially when they were fighting for food in the cafeteria, even he, the dog-man emperor who was called a master but was actually the owner, didn't dare to touch the dog. Who knew if he would get rabies after being bitten.

By expanding the dog-man tribe, Gotha, the god of race, has also been gradually strengthened, and now he can fight with the rookie god of the Tau Star race, Tau. And because of the dog-man's lazy character, it also has a negative impact on Khorne far away in the warp, making this super dog loyal.

Is there a possibility that, as the goddess of life born in the early stage of the War in Heaven, Aisha is essentially the opposite of Nurgle intercepted by the Ancients?

After all, the Ancient Saints were in charge of life and were the administrators of the subspace at that time, so it was reasonable for them to search for a piece of law fragment in the Sea of ​​Souls.

Considering that Aisha was constantly strengthened during the Plague War and Fatty always kept her by his side, Hogg further confirmed this inference.

After sharing her thoughts with everyone, although it made sense logically, no one wanted to believe that the ugly fat boy was actually a goddess with outstanding looks.

This is like the girl you are video chatting with is actually a dirty-skinned guy behind your back. Even if it is true, it is unacceptable.

What is even more unacceptable is Elsa herself. If what Hogg said is true, then wouldn't the torture she has endured for more than 20,000 years be a joke?

When Aisha thought about how many pots of thick soup Nurgle had forced her to eat, she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. Why should Khorne be so good to that dog Gotha, and she had to suffer like this?

Unfortunately, Hogg, the first dog-man emperor, actually knew the answer to this question:
“Boy, don’t you see how big the Dog Man Empire was before it was destroyed? Most of the Milky Way was the territory of the Dog Man Empire. If they hadn’t been attacked by the Star Gods and Ancient Saints one after another, do you think they would have been defeated?

With such a huge population, the power of faith accumulated over a long period of time is no worse than that of the Human Empire, and is even stronger than the Empire. If you still can't figure it out, you can just treat Gotha as the pig-headed emperor next to him.

What level is that fat guy? He is just a bowl of porridge made of shit. He is not as awesome as my dog. He can directly transform into the Never Crying God of War. Even if he turns into an evil god, he is still the one with dominant consciousness.

As a fat boy made of shit, it’s good enough for me to help you when the gods of the Eldar tribe perished. It’s just drinking soup. I drank that when I was in the Six Rings Demon Palace... Never mind, let’s not talk about it. "

The emperor who was named was not annoyed. With Gotha, a "predecessor" who was even more miserable than him, he was already much better off. After all, he just couldn't do without the golden toilet, while Gouzi's resurrection match lasted for 6500 million years.

This is also the reason why the emperor is willing to absorb dog people into the imperial guards. After all, the eldest brother does not laugh at the second brother. With this precedent, at least when you feel uncomfortable, look at the dog, and then happiness will come, right?

Although her identity has not been fully confirmed, Aisha's role is indispensable to the empire. Not to mention completely recovering from her injuries, the old man Huang, who is almost as fat as a pig, her life energy that restrains the Nurgle plague has saved the lives of countless imperial soldiers.

In this regard, after discussions between the Primarch and the Emperor, Aisha was officially incorporated into the Empire and enjoyed the same treatment as that dog Gotha. She was not asked to achieve anything great, but only to be content with her lot and wait for death.

Another consideration is that with the presence of the Goddess of Life, the Empire has the means to control the Eldar, and can even use her to release curses and significantly reduce the Eldar population.

Not to mention that Aisha can also create soul stones. This good thing can preserve the souls of fallen soldiers and serve as a source of energy to enchant weapons and equipment. It is real hard currency.

After returning, of course they had to have a good meal. Hogg, who had been eating dog food for more than 70 years, had almost forgotten the taste of real food. Anyway, there were many of them, and it would be a waste not to eat since they had Old Man Huang as their meal ticket.

When Hogg thought about how he didn't even have a full meal before he left, but could eat like crazy after coming back, he felt that the Empire was still better. At least here he could act as he pleased without having to worry about the big toad discovering his little secret.

After having a good meal and a few drinks, the Primarchs went back to their respective homes, leaving Guilliman behind as the scapegoat. It had been a long time since they had returned to the Legion, and who knew if those tins would cause any trouble.

Walking on the streets of Terra, Hogg inevitably thought of the big toad Slan again, and he didn't know whether this guy was still alive.

"Who is Shi Lan? The name sounds familiar."

Hearing Shafulin, who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly say this, Hogg curled his lips and said to this increasingly lazy guy:

"It's a pet like you, but it's 10000 times smarter than you."

"Tsk, Lord Shafulin is both wise and brave, you are my pet."

Hogg casually pushed the guy who had turned against Tian Gang back into his body, took out a single-soldier nuclear missile launcher, and said to the alley shrouded in shadows:
"Come out, you've been following me for so long, are you trying to steal the food from my Black Light?"

Looking at the clown in front of him, who was dressed in coquettish clothes and covered with colorful paint, before Hogg could get angry, he knelt on the spot, hugged his thighs and cried:

"Don't shoot, sir. My spirit asked me to bring you a message that will surely interest you."

"explain."

"Your brother, Chagatai Khan, is waiting for your rescue in Comoros!"

"..., was he detained for washing his feet?"

　These are two big ones, but after thinking about it, the Corgi is no longer the loser it was a few days ago. I will update it today, wait until I wake up!!!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)