Chapter 412: Gun in hand, follow me.
"I'm super brave, okay!"
Rogdorn did not say this out loud, he could only think about it in his mind, judging power by distance. The two steps Hogg took back just now had already made him feel the huge gap between himself and the toad in front of him.
As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. What's more, he was not a strong dragon. Dorne, who was almost electrocuted into a cat steak, quickly turned his belly up and learned how to act as a well-behaved pet without any instruction.
Feeling the familiar yet somewhat strange energy from the creature in front of him, a picture suddenly emerged in Shi Lan's eyes. He saw two strange creatures with different skin colors but shaped like orcs, fighting desperately.
For Shi Lan, he could tell at a glance that these creatures were the degraded individuals of the ancient orcs. After all, the ancient orcs were created by his research institute.
But what he found hard to accept was that he did not find any figure of the Ancient Saint in this image, and the repeatedly disturbed subspace tides directly explained everything.
Sighing secretly in his heart, Shi Lan did not make too much noise, but instead asked about the origin of the creature Hogg.
After hearing Hogg say that this strange strong-brained cat was his brother from the future, Shi Lan went along with it and did not show any doubt. He directly recognized this new Primarch:
"Alas! Looking at you like this, I dare not imagine what the Ancient Saints will become in the future. Isn't it said that the Primarch is the ultimate weapon we create? How can you be so weak?"
After that final farewell, Hogg already knew that Shi Lan was a master at pretending to be confused. He hadn't noticed anything at first, but now it seems that he may have known that he was lying to him.
It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel any guilt towards this mentor and friend, but what had been done could not be changed. Hogg could only hope that this guy was still alive, and the most important thing now was to save Dorne.
"Boss, my brother is now trapped deep in the subspace, in a place that cannot be discovered by any detector. Use your invincible psychic power to think of a solution!"
Hearing that Hogg was doing something serious, Dorn, who was still pretending to be deaf and dumb, quickly got up and threw himself directly onto Shilan's thighs, shouting righteously:
"Foster father, please accept my greeting. If you can help me return to the living world, I will definitely reward you generously."
At this moment, Shi Lan completely believed that the guy in front of him was Hogg's brother. No wonder the three of them said the same thing. Do they have to kneel down to each other and become yoked father and son when they meet in the future?
He waved his hand to dispel this unrealistic idea. Since it was his own pet's request, Shi Lan nodded in agreement on the spot and brought this so-called ancient saint's creation directly to the laboratory.
After a period of mysterious and powerful psychic detection, through energy comparison, Shi Lan not only determined the location of the beacon where he was, but also discovered some interesting things.
Deleting the data model that was still being calculated, Shi Lan said to Hogg, who was pretending to know something and staring at him with wide eyes, "
"Don't look at it, this is noble psychic power. Even if you think about it for 6500 million years, you still won't understand it. You'd better just be a good boy!"
I get angry when I talk about Hogg. If it weren't for that bastard Guilliman who took Magnus's position, the Old Saints' technology would have been secretly learned by the Pony in those 77 years. It's all Guilliman's fault.
As Dorn floated up and down in the incubator, various energy indexes were interpreted one by one. With the help of the psychic technology that could conquer everything with the mind, a line of data code was projected in front of the two people.
After so many years of being kept in captivity, Hogg had already learned the ancient sacred language. He knew at a glance that this line of code was a spatial coordinate.
Pulling out the data card with the coordinates printed on it, Shi Lan threw it directly to the eagerly awaited Hogg without any hesitation, and Dorn in the culture tank was also released.
After learning that the spatial coordinates had been deciphered, Cornetto almost cried with excitement, not at all like a Primarch who was indifferent to fame and fortune. This situation is understandable, after all, even the Primarchs are living people, and anyone who eats Squiggle steak for ten thousand years will collapse. Dorne has been worthy of the title of the Empire's stubborn stone for ten thousand years.
Now that the ultimate goal of this trip has been achieved, Dorn now only wants to go back and make preparations. Otherwise, with the remaining Fists of the Empire, it will be impossible to activate the huge Phalanx, and he must quickly awaken his sleeping offspring.
But at the critical moment, Dorn's newly acquired ability failed, and he found that he could not return to the world at all. To be more precise, he didn't know how to wake up.
Perhaps he had already been infected by the Waaaagh energy. All kinds of complicated thoughts filled Dorn's mind, making it impossible for him to concentrate, just like Mei Xizong with Alzheimer's disease.
But Rogdorn was not the bald old man who was about to die. In order to return smoothly, he decided to give up thinking and said to Hogg:
"Good brother, beat me up and wake me up quickly."
"Oh!"
Before Dorn could finish his words, a huge dog's head flew towards him and threw him high into the air. With an ear-piercing scream, Rogue Cat - dead!
He did not feel any grief for his brother's death. Now that he had the coordinates, Hogg didn't care how he got back. After all, it was he who asked him to do it.
Looking at the dream fog that was slowly dissipating because of Dorn's departure, Slan, who already knew everything, came to Hogg's side. He knew that when the fog in front of him dissipated, he would forget this memory and wait for the arrival of the final moment just like he did in the original timeline.
"Do you regret seeing all this?" Hogg asked.
Although Hogg didn't say it explicitly, Shi Lan knew what he meant:
"I have no regrets. Since it is destined, I can only try my best. No matter what the future results will be, at least I have never backed down."
"Moreover, I am the only great genius with astonishing wisdom in the entire Ancient Saint Clan. You must believe that I will survive to the end."
The more optimistic Slan was, the sadder Hogg felt. After returning, he immediately searched the entire galaxy for his friend, but without exception there was no news. This meant that the Old Saints had completely become extinct in the 40k period.
Seeing Hogg turning his back to him, Shi Lan stretched out his palm to rub the dog's head, pulled up his drooping face, and said with an infinitely optimistic attitude:
"Yo, I don't remember my pet showing this expression. Since I can see you again, it means that you will have a good future. Wait, I will definitely find you again and make you my pet."
"Go away, who wants to be your pet? In the future, I will be the number one in the Chain of Power, so it's almost okay for you to be my pet."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hogge felt his head lighten. He turned around and found that there was no one behind him. Only the gradually dissipating thick fog reminded him that this was just a dream beyond time and space.
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He opened his eyes and saw Old Man Huang and the others playing cards in the distance. He wiped away the tears that should not belong to him. After calming down for a while, Hogg jumped out of the sofa and shouted:
"You bastards, the space coordinates have been found, quickly assemble the troops, we are going to rescue that idiot Dorn."
"I'm going to kill a lot of people this time. You still dare to call yourself the second brother? I'll take off your hood."
There is still one chapter to go, I will start writing after eating.
(End of this chapter)