Chapter 443 I can tell at a glance that you are not human
People always like to get something for nothing, and want to make a small investment in exchange for greater achievement. Most game manufacturers seize this mentality and launch the sinful card drawing mode.

There is no gambler who loses every day. Next time, I will definitely say this sentence too much. But when it comes to drawing cards, I will definitely say "It smells so good!" without thinking.

As a bona fide card drawing fanatic, Fulgrim secretly came to the underground laboratory again, wanting to complete his biennial card drawing routine and verify whether his luck had changed.

He took out a bowl of fried rice. The only sound in the silent laboratory was the sound of swallowing. Fogg quickly finished the tribute and washed his hands in the laboratory sink.

"God bless me, I must win something good this time!"

If there was a god of card drawing, Fulgrim would definitely become his loyal believer, but unfortunately there was no such thing. After all, if there really was one, she would not be the chosen one by the gods, and it would be those five precious objects that mattered.

Pulling down the joystick, Fulgrim, full of expectation, knelt in front of the magic circle, muttering some incomprehensible words.

But things went against his will. There was absolutely no good outcome for a gambler. Looking at the sexy underwear in his hand, Fulgrim's heart was broken, like a madman, he looked up to the sky and shouted:
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. It's been 700 years. You can't let me smoke this kind of crap every time. You might as well give me a salted fish. At least I can use it to drink porridge!"

Throwing away the bag of cloth casually, Fulgrim decided that this magic circle was garbage and he would never come here again. What the old man Huang had tinkered with was really rubbish.

However, just as Fulgrim was about to get up and leave, a voice came from behind her:
"Who is so immoral that he dares to throw garbage on my head? Wow! It turned out to be a woman's dress. It's so sexy. This must be the evidence of Huang Lao's crime."

"Come here, you dog over there. What are you doing with your butt sticking up? Tell me, is Old Man Huang on top?"

As the sound got closer, Fulgrim subconsciously looked at the helmet beside her, trying to quickly cover her face, but before she could act, a pair of large hands pressed down on her head:
"Why do you have to learn how to wear a wig when you are young? You are not the bald man like Horus. What's the point of having a wig?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hogg suddenly felt something was wrong with his hand. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that this dog guard had no hair on its head except for its ears. This gave him a bad idea, and he quickly signaled Dorn behind him not to act rashly.

Although he is a rigid person, Dorn is not the fool who could only count on his fingers. When he saw that something was not right, he immediately pulled out a folding stool and came over.

"Wait a minute, why do you smell like the Warp? You are not one of my dog-people."

"Ah! Since you have discovered me, I will not pretend anymore. Yes, I am it."

"boom--"

Before Fu Lao San could finish his words, he threw her to the ground with a powerful leap, causing several bloody teeth to fly out. Then, a mixed doubles match between the brothers ensued:
"You evil beast, I can tell at a glance that you are not a human, yet you dare to pretend to be my dog? Why don't you take a piss to reflect on your behavior? You don't even have any hair on your face, and you still dare to call yourself a dog-man?"

Looking at the Chaos Demon with his long hair covering his face, Rogdorn picked up the Zheden and attacked again. He hated spies the most in his life, especially these evil things lurking among humans.

When Hogg thought that even the Imperial Guards had been infiltrated by Tzeentch, his resentment reached its peak. He directly sat on the demon and beat the exposed head:
"I'm not a demon, I'm..."

"Shut up, this is the sacred place of the empire, how can a monster like you be allowed to blaspheme here." As another tooth flew out, Dorn, holding a folding stool, roared righteously.

I didn't expect my good brother to be so violent. Hogg silently gave him a thumbs up. For such evil ways, there is no need to talk about the code of conduct. They must be punished with heavy punches.

"No wonder you are in the lab. Are you trying to destroy the magic circle so that we can't come back? Tell me who your master is. Is it that jerk Tzeentch?"

"not me……"

"Don't say anymore. I can tell from your tone that you are going to quibble. This style is obviously from that slime monster. Since you are not honest, I will beat you until you confess." If you don't know who is causing the trouble, then you can't go wrong by identifying Tzeentch. After a beating, looking at the demon traitor who was almost unconscious, Dorn directly lifted it up with his height advantage.

Hogg has rich experience in combating such Chaos diehards. After some physical communication, he doesn't believe that this bastard will not surrender.

Seeing that the pair of fake ears were actually real, Hogg suddenly became interested in this chaotic race and wanted to see what this alien looked like.

Raising his hand to lift up his long silver hair, a swollen face appeared in front of Hogg, especially the eye sockets, which were so swollen that only a gap was visible.

"Hmm? The dog thing looks pretty good, and he's actually a dog girl. Do you know what this race is called, Dorn?"

Hearing his brother's question, Dorn, who had returned to normal, thought for a moment, but he didn't know which race had a pair of dog ears, so he threw the alien on the ground and wanted to observe it closely.

"Ah, Hogg, why do I feel like this guy looks familiar? I seem to have seen him somewhere before."

Hearing Dorn say this, Hogg suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, but as far as he was concerned, if there really was an alien race that looked so much like his taste, he would definitely remember it.

Looking at the alien who had fallen into a coma, Hogg reached out and moved his swollen eyelids, revealing a pair of bright violet pupils.

When he was undecided, he took a bite, picked up a drop of blood and put it into his mouth. Hogg, who was originally a twisted piece of meat, began to analyze the genetic code and compare the data with the gene library in his mind.

In less than three seconds, the outer genetic code had been cracked. Looking at the familiar and unusual structure, Hogg seemed to see a headless ghost looking at him coldly from behind.

[No, Ferrus didn't become a senior, this is just my mental illusion. ]

Hogg let go of the silver hair and used it to cover the face of the so-called Chaos Alien. Then, he said to Dorn, who was looking at him inquiringly:
"Brother, we messed up this mission, but it's not your fault, it's because Old Man Huang's information was wrong.

I am deeply ashamed for this. In this case, how about we split up into two groups? You stay here to watch over this Chaos Alien, and I will go to Old Man Huang and teach him a lesson! "

Without giving Dorn a chance to choose, Hogg patted his butt and turned away. Before leaving, he put the package of sexy lingerie in his pocket, with a look of greatness and righteousness on his face.

Watching the laboratory door gradually closing, the honest and old-fashioned Dorn felt ashamed, thinking that Hogg was not as bad as his other brothers said, and was actually a good person.

"In that case, I must keep this abominable alien under control."

A few minutes later, Fulgrim slowly woke up and opened his eyes. When he looked up, he saw a tall figure glaring at him. The face hidden in the shadows was his brother Rogal Dorn.

Being beaten up for no reason and almost having one's face disfigured was something that no one could endure, let alone the proud Phoenix.

Feeling the roar coming from below the elevator, Hogg, who had betrayed his good brother, finally came to the ground. As soon as he came out of the entrance to the underground palace, he saw a big-faced man with unshaven beard staring at him:

"Guilliman, is that you?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)