Chapter 401∑(O_O；) (;Д`)Sad!
Without any surprise, after the main battlefield on the Alert Star ended, the Zerg Hive forces, which had already formed a scale, won a series of victories, forcing the alien fleet to flee in despair, leaving only a group of lambs to be slaughtered and devoured by the Zerg swarm.

After this battle, the Sentinel Planet, which was used as the home planet of the World Eaters, was completely reduced to ruins. There was not a single intact building on the entire planet. It would take at least a dozen generations of effort to restore it.

Looking at the ruined city, Angron wanted to cry but had no tears. The successive disasters had made him dare not ask for anything more. He only hoped that the next world he would find would be able to develop in a stable manner and not cause any more trouble.

As the saying goes, seeing your brothers driving a Land Rover is more painful than eating shit yourself. In this period of comprehensive development of the empire, almost every legion is reviving, and only the World Devourers are unable to sit idle, otherwise they would have been unable to sit idle if it were not for the business of Extinction Order orders.

Angron could not continue the conversation and could only sigh and look at his good brother who was eating hot pot with the three little ones who had survived the disaster:

"Brother, can I stay at your house for a while?"

"Ah, this," Hogg, who had just snatched a piece of meat from the dog's mouth, was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do. If you say to refuse, it would be a bit inhumane. After all, this Ogryn was picked up by himself, and he usually calls him "big brother" in an affectionate way.

But seeing the miserable look of Alert Star in front of him, Hogg was afraid that if he agreed, he would not know when his hometown would explode.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Angron had the best perception among the Primarchs, and he instantly noticed Hogg's inner thoughts. His face stretched long, and he looked at the Raven King next to him.

"Corax, how about..."

“No.” Before Angron could finish, Corax refused on the spot, not even eating the tender slice of meat in his hand, and said bluntly:

"Brothers are brothers, but one thing is another. I was the first one to come to support you when you made a fuss about the alien. You can't hurt me like this.

Not to mention that Redemption is located in the Ghoul Star Region, which is not much better than Alert. It has now become a fortress world. In order to protect the people, I moved all my fellow villagers to the Ultramar 500 world.

With your bad luck of bombing everywhere you go, why don't you find someone else to play with!"

Facts speak louder than words. Angron had nothing to say. He picked up his bowl and chopsticks and joined the group eating, hoping to use the food to ease his inner sorrow. However, the delicious food of the past could not make him happy again.

Hogg handed two bottles of Coke to the lucky Commander Krieg. He was very satisfied with this guy who had no name but codename nZ 678.

Especially after hearing that he used a monolayer bayonet to stab a Taiwanese scorpion to death, I was even more shocked. I thought that this guy might not be a double-choice god?

Out of curiosity, Hogg rolled out a ball of psionic energy and threw it over, wanting to see what this tough guy was like. But who would have thought that this guy was not only a double-choice, but also had a circle of Waaaagh energy flashing around his body, vaguely reminiscent of the style of the second brother Go Mao.

Needless to say, Kane, the rookie political commissar who was eating hard, could be smelled by Hogg from a long distance. He was a top-notch E-God choice. Maybe the old man Huang was spying on a few people through him.

Seeing that the three little ones were disbanded and had nowhere to go, and that he was so lucky, Hogg decided to follow the example of his father, a famous teacher, and use good luck to dispel bad luck, and let the smart head Ogrin take them in:

"Xiao An, you are sick and need treatment!

Don't blame me for being cruel. Given the current situation, your reputation as a World Eater is probably worse than that of the White Scars. If that's the case, then we'll have to survive. Don't look for a place to stay. Just go back to the Sun Star Region and stay with Old Man Huang!"

"Hiss! That makes sense. I was hiding in the palace before and nothing happened. But after I left, the Alert Star exploded." Angron suddenly realized. With his worries resolved, he even ate two more bowls of rice. He announced on the spot that the World Eaters would live in the Solar Star Region in the future. Could it be that Holy Terra would also be invaded?

As soon as he finished speaking, the Emperor far away in Holy Terra sneezed violently, and kept sneezing, one after another, and shaking as if he had Parkinson's disease.

"Ah~ Which idiot is talking about me? Damn, it must be those four losers."

"No, they are saying bad things about me behind my back. I'm going to beat them up right now."

The Emperor did what he said. His spiritual consciousness immediately ascended and he came to the evil god's chess and card room. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw those three pieces of trash with their backs to him, looking at Slaanesh who was counting the soul fragments with envy.

As the soul fragments collided crisply, the sharp-eyed Emperor discovered that there were not only souls from the Eldar but also from his own human race. And judging from the familiar smell of psionic energy, he knew without a doubt where these fragments came from.

Perhaps because this was the ruins of the ancient saints, or perhaps because they were too fascinated, the four vendors did not notice the arrival of the Emperor, but instead listened to the wealth of Slaanesh:

“Humph, even though these soul fragments are not big individually, they are of extremely high purity. When gathered together, they are no less than those from sacrifice. What’s more, this is a legitimate business and will not attract the attention of the yellow-skinned people at all.

There are so many mortal races. As long as my special services are vigorously promoted, there is no need to worry about the lack of emotional sources. You don’t know that among the service packages I vigorously promote, the cursed ones are the best-selling ones. "

"Hey Hey" ×5
"So what is the Cursed Person Package like?"

As the embodiment of desire, Slaanesh would naturally not miss the opportunity to show off, and regardless of who asked, he explained on the spot:

"Hey, my little cutie is the best. This was revealed when he was begging for mercy after a daily activity. It turns out that the cursed one was not clean either. He once turned into a succubus in a place called Rome and committed adultery with humans.

But you all know what kind of person the cursed person is, so I naturally didn't believe it. But the little cutie actually pressed me under him for the first time and took out some portraits to prove that what he said was true.

I have to say, my little cutie is the best! "

"Oh, is the portrait still there?"

Sleazy, who was waiting for someone to show his support, immediately took out a stack of pornographic pictures and said with a smug look on his face:
"Look, these are all the package images I promoted. It's a pity that one of them was accidentally lost, otherwise my business could continue to expand."

Looking at the several blasphemous paintings floating in the air, the Emperor clenched his fists instantly, and several hideous blood vessels appeared on his forehead. He finally knew where the poster in the hands of his Wolf God came from, and in the end it was all because of that bastard Hogg.

"Whoo~"

Seeing that the four pieces of trash dared to turn their backs on him, the Emperor put his hand on his forehead and raised his long hair, revealing a very arrogant hairstyle that looked invincible. He then took out his huge Emperor Sword and shouted:
"Don't even think about running away today. Die for me!"

“ヽ(Д)(;)∑(O_O;)(⊙_◎)”

(End of this chapter)