Chapter 426 Needless to say

With three thousand beauties in his harem, the emperor is considered very loyal compared to ancient emperors. But if you think about it the other way around, the emperor is an immortal and has lived for countless years. During such a long period of time, there must be quite a few people who have fallen victim to his murderous hands.

After listening to the emperor telling about his fucked-up love history, everyone had only one thought, that is, this old Deng was indeed not a good guy, even worse than a scumbag.

Not to mention what happened to these poor people, even those so-called brothers are nowhere to be found now. And you, old man Huang, have not gone out to look for them in all these years.

But when you think about it, Old Man Huang's education level is even higher than that of the great god Lan Meng next door. Maybe by then there will really be warlords fighting for power and a big fight for gold coins.

Feeling that his image had reached rock bottom, the Emperor wanted to salvage it a little, so he pointed at a few Primarchs and said:

"Don't think I'm that hateful, okay? I didn't force them. It was a legitimate free love. Every time they died, I would be sad for a while, and that's why you were born."

These words may fool others but not himself. Hogg knew that this bastard was playing the emotional card again. If it weren't for his intrusion, the Primarch would have been a handy tool in the eyes of the Emperor.

It's not entirely true to say that he has no feelings, but this old man Huang is extremely biased. He only has eyes for his wolf-herding god. If he were a little more human, not to mention the others, at least Mortarion and Perturabo would not rebel. He brought all this upon himself.

But unlike Hogg who knew the inside story, the outspoken Rogal Dorn made another effort and actually found an inconspicuous loophole in the Emperor's narration:
"Father, since you said that mortals cannot withstand your power, then how did the children of the stars come into being? You can't always find immortals to crossbreed with!"

"..."

Without any hesitation, the emperor stretched out his big hand, grabbed Dorne, the rebellious son, and gave him a beating.

"You bastard, if you don't speak, no one will think you're dumb. What do you mean by hybrid breeding? I'm your father, not some dog running on four legs on the ground."

The speaker may not mean anything, but the listener may take it seriously. Even if Dorne's words were crude, they made sense. Combined with Mara's complaining diary, Hogg suddenly had a bold idea:
"Old man Huang, you haven't really been a Roman she-wolf, have you?"

"..."

Silence, only silence. The emperor who was caught was stunned on the spot, and then he denied it at the top of his voice, saying that he had never done such a thing and that these were all false scriptures.

But the more he denied, the more it proved that he had something to hide. Seeing that no one spoke and just stared at him blankly, the emperor, who was completely socially devastated, decided to give up thinking.

Hogg didn't let him go. He took out the Marat diary and threw it over, saying in a helpless tone:

"Well, don't worry, Old Man Huang. I will never tell anyone about this. The stepmother I was talking about was actually Mala. Who knew you would say these things? I just wanted to ask why Mala was so weak. You... take care of yourself and don't say he is my father in the future."

The Emperor wanted to cry, but he was the Lord of Mankind. The Emperor wanted to laugh, but he could not. Even though his own image had long been gone, he still felt embarrassed to expose his dark history in front of his Primarch, who was both his heir and comrade-in-arms.

"Actually, the person I just talked about was not me, but Malcador. Do you believe it?"

"Ah, yes, yes, you are right. This person can only be Malcador. Everyone knows that you two are having an affair!"

This time the emperor really smiled, and not only was there tears in his smile, but every bit of his expression revealed a deep sense of relief, as if he had gained great enlightenment. With his golden armor, he looked like a reincarnated Buddha.

The strong do not care about face. After three minutes of emo, the Emperor who spread rumors about Malcador through the Kara network stood up again and returned to the shameless Lord of Humanity. With the help of the Mara diary, four heads came over at the same time, all wanting to use it to understand the so-called enemy of mankind mentioned by the Emperor.

But just like Hogg who had read the diary at the beginning, several people who read the diary thought that this guy was an unlucky person who only appears once in a thousand years. With her operating methods, it would be difficult for her to save Elda's only subordinate, let alone the enemy of mankind.

But this time the Emperor really did not lie. He fell into a coma at the last moment, and exploded when he woke up. He felt that the fragments of his personality took the opportunity to escape. Who knew that this ascension ceremony did not take place in the past, but happened now.

It seemed as if fate was playing a small joke on him. Feeling his power weakened again, the emperor could not be happy even though he could still defeat all the other opponents. He always felt like a fool, fighting against the air.

Recalling Mara's last words, the Emperor suddenly had a bad guess. He grabbed Hogg and pressed his head and asked:

"Son, tell me the truth. If Mara and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first?"

The old man was on the subway cell phone. When he heard the emperor asking such a ridiculous question, Hogg kicked him:
"Save me! If you ask such stupid questions again, I will publish all your browsing history and let everyone know what kind of person you are."

"If you two really fall into the water, I will definitely hold a big banquet and invite all my brothers to come and watch. Not only will we eat and drink, but I will also hollow out the lake, install a heater, and boil you and Mara, two pieces of trash, into a pot of thick soup."

"Don't you realize what kind of person you are? If I could beat you, I would have made you kneel down and call me daddy."

Hearing that Hogg was still the same Hogg, the Emperor was greatly relieved. He knew that Hogg was most like him. Although he was a little bit of a jerk at ordinary times, he was still reliable when it came to major issues.

[I must be overthinking it. After all, I am their father. How could they betray me because of an outsider? ]

[Impossible, absolutely impossible! ]

Seeing that his sons and daughters looked unhappy, the emperor, who was in a good mood, decided not to argue with them. Instead, he explained for the first time:

"That Mala is not a good person. Although she was born from me, she inherited all my shortcomings. If you see her in the future, you must stay away from her and be careful not to be deceived by her."

After saying this, the emperor waved a golden light, projecting the image of Marat in front of everyone. He kept chattering about how great he was and how Marat was a vicious villain.

But when the emperor was speaking excitedly, he suddenly felt that the surroundings seemed to have quieted down, and then he saw a scene that made him uneasy.

The three Primarchs except Hogg were all staring at the illusion of Mara in front of them. The yearning in their eyes was something he had never experienced in his life.

What made him even more defensive was that, accompanied by the sound of a door breaking, his most proud offspring Horus suddenly came here, and the longing gaze that should have belonged to him was not directed at himself, but at that damn Mara.

"No! That's not true."

　There is one more. I will code it when I find something to eat.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)