Chapter 439: The Big Dipper Divine Dog and the Hungry Guilliman.

On the other hand, when Hogg was training Karama, a team of dog-men guards wearing golden armor came to the underground research institute.

As the people closest to the God-Emperor in the Empire, the Custodians have always been known as the last force and the last line of defense of Holy Terra.

For this reason, both the Achilles Armor equipped by the Custodes and the manufacturing cost of each Custodes are far higher than those of ordinary Space Marines. They are the most standard perfect human beings in the Emperor's mind.

Although they did not experience the Webway War, as the Primarch gradually faded out of the Imperium's sight after the Heresy, the Space Marine Legions, which had been exhausted both physically and mentally, no longer had a good face towards these golden corn spirits, whom they had long disliked.

In addition, Terra suffered from multiple de-urbanizations during the High Lords period. Both its own people and Chaos aliens liked to jump around on this small ball of the solar system, so that the number of the Imperial Guards began to gradually decrease.

But there is always a way out. After the suggestion of the commander of the imperial guards, Kitty, the then general Waldo decided to reform and chose to recruit a group of stable and loyal people as reserve soldiers.

That period was when the Emperor was awakening, and Valdor, who had no time to distract himself, had to hand over the task to his adjutant, and the adjutant in turn assigned the task to his commander-in-chief.

After many rounds of outsourcing, the task of recruiting soldiers was finally handed over to a royal guard named Sri.

I believe everyone can guess who Sri is.

Every Primarch had a bad impression of the Imperial Guards, so how could such a black-bellied person be spared? Sree went straight to her good friend Gotha and brought a group of psychic dog-men into the ranks of the Imperial Guards.

When the truth was revealed, Waldo wanted to die looking at the super dogs that made up one-third of the total number of the Imperial Guards. No wonder they never took off their helmets.

But the dog's strength is obvious to all. Apart from the fact that he eats a little too much and loses hair, he is an expert at guarding the house and killing aliens. Otherwise, he would not have been able to strike the Milky Way 65 million years ago and become a golden race that can operate together with the star gods and ancient saints.

As one of the planners of the grand plan, the emperor did not stop it after he woke up. Instead, he gave up and increased the efforts to recruit dog people, which directly increased the number of the imperial guards to a staggering 20,000.

It seems that the Emperor suffered a loss, but in fact, Old Man Huang has already won. Not only did he gain a group of loyal thugs, but he also made the Dog People fully bound to the Empire, and by the way, he also tied Gotha Khorne to the chariot.

What Old Man Huang did was completely a mistake for Hogg. After all, those dogs were brought back by Hogg step by step. They were all reserve soldiers of Blackwatch. Now almost every legion got a bite.

Dogs with super strong strength are difficult to reproduce, and their numbers are insignificant compared to humans. What's more, the worst thing is that every dog ​​guard has to buy equipment out of his own pocket.

This directly forced Gotha to ask Big Brother for help, and let the blood-red big dog get some assistance to support his younger generations. In the end, even the dog-headed man was dragged into the water, and had to personally take part in the Great Expedition to show his loyalty.

If loyalty has a color, it must be red. Loyalty is so great!
Although the Imperial Guards seem to have a glamorous life, their daily lives are not as rumored. They also have to do some miscellaneous tasks, such as wrestling naked with several people in the palace.

As the empire's top secret, the underground research institute is full of little secrets, the kind that Azimiao would be shocked to see, so outsiders are naturally not allowed to enter.

With five dog guards, Reese, also known as our beautiful phoenix Fulgrim, came to the underground research institute. Their mission this time was to disinfect and clean the place and maintain the experimental equipment.

Looking at the messy laboratory, Fulgrim, who had long been accustomed to it, took off his helmet, revealing his dog ears that were no different from those of other dogmen:

"Get moving! This is your first lesson as a member of the Imperial Guard. Use the broom in your hand to contribute your loyalty to the empire. Remember to clean every corner."

The dogs scattered after receiving the order. Seeing that there was no one around, Fogg immediately slipped into the room containing the magic circle, exposing her lazy nature on the spot.

"Hehe, it's time for the lucky draw that happens every two years. Dad will never think that I'm wasting my energy. I have to give out something good this time! Don't give me some sexy lingerie. I can't wear it anymore."

Taking out a Rick e-cigarette, Fogg found a pack of snacks and pressed the button while eating. After inhaling enough dog mint, the energetic Fogg pulled down the blue lever. "Huh? Why is there no reaction? It shouldn't be like this!"

After noticing the problem, Fogg hurried to investigate the fault and finally found that the energy pool was empty. But she clearly remembered that the Emperor had just used it once two years ago and killed an alien skeleton named Ainz Ooal. So there should be electricity this time.

"Damn it Hogg, you must have disturbed my magic circle, can't you come back after I'm done with it?"

Fulgrim was extremely excited after taking an excessive amount of dog mint. She completely forgot that this array did not belong to her. In terms of ownership, even the Emperor was not the first owner, but the Rainbow Pony with "astonishing wisdom", or Magnus, the Primarch of the Thousand Dog Legion.

But Fulgrim, who had transformed into a Hakimiou, could not think of this at all. All he had in his mind was regret for the loss of fun, and he just sat down on the ground.

"What is this?" The dog girl, who was hit by something, picked up the unknown object below and blurted out:
"Fist of the North Star? What the hell is this thing? Why is there a photo stuck in it?"

After picking up the photo and looking at the strange-looking cat, Fulgrim, who was very thoughtful, immediately came up with a bold guess:

"This guy can't be Guilliman!

"Bah, you are despicable! You even didn't let the cat go. I thought you were just ambitious, but who would have thought you would do such a shameless thing."

Fulgrim was extremely excited to discover the shocking news. Under normal circumstances, she would have kept it secretly, but today she was not in the right state and had already been high on dog mint.

He put on his helmet and left the underground research institute, ready to return to the ground and connect to the Kara network to teach Guilliman a good lesson.

Half an hour later, the five dog guards who had completed their mission came to the room, wanting to call their masters to go home, perhaps they could still make it in time for dinner today.

Looking at the empty secret room, the four dogmen picked up the unfinished snacks on the ground and chewed them, while another dog was attracted by the books on the ground:

"Northern Dipper Divine Dog, what a cool name! Is this the legendary adventure? Stop eating and come over here to have a look. I found something good."

After opening the secret book, the words on it were of no difficulty to the versatile imperial guards. The five dog heads were full of yearning for Jinba and started translating on the spot directly.

"Brother, this seems to be for humans. We, the dog people, have different body structures. As the saying goes, there are thousands of roads, but safety comes first. Nothing will go wrong, right?"

After a slap, the one who was respected as the big brother, Scarface, scolded him:

"You're full of jingles. Do you want to join the First Legion? We dogmen have thick skin and tough flesh. This little thing can't kill us. Just kill us!"

"I listen to my elder brother." ×3
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Stretching, Regent Guilliman, who had been busy for a week, decided to have a good rest. He heard that the cafeteria had made his favorite dish "Fried Space Shark Bacon with Exploding Toad" today, so he had to hurry over this time, otherwise he would not be able to eat it again.

Pushing open the door of the government hall, Guilliman stretched out again under the sun. But before he could think about whether to have red wine or beer for lunch, a battle axe flew past his scalp and shaved his little golden-haired head. Then he heard his mother's roar:

"Rebellious son, I think you are really hungry."

　I have played the game of Extreme Warriors. I have to say that the difficulty does not matter when serving the God-Emperor. On the contrary, Corgi believes that the simple difficulty is the true loyalty. After all, if the God-Emperor is still alive, he would not want to see me being tortured by little bugs!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)