Chapter 456 Demon Armor
The power in the game is all fake, but hitting 999 with one sword is really cool. Seeing the Imperial Guards happily practicing, Hogg suddenly realized a problem that he had been ignoring.

Just like Superman learning martial arts and Doomsday practicing Wing Chun, Hogg always thought that the junk he won from the lottery was useless, but he overlooked a premise, that is, these things were useless to him, but might be useful in the hands of others.

From Hogg's point of view, although he doesn't understand why these dogs would learn the Fist of the North Star, and also doesn't understand why practicing doesn't increase their power but only makes their dog faces look particularly funny, but over the years, they have won more than just a boxing manual in the lottery, but also many interesting gadgets.

For example, the Flying Corgi that Blackwatch has now fully equipped, this dog only consumes a can of fuel per 100 kilometers, and its load-bearing capacity is amazing. It can even carry a Space Marine wearing power armor. It is a rare and good mount, and it makes the white-scarred kid next door cry with envy.

There are also the demonic weapons that were suspected to be used by the white-haired demon hunter. As long as this technology is mastered, it will be no problem to create some powerful enchanted weapons. It can even allow the Burning Legion to be employed again and integrated into an alternative type of enchanted warrior.

When they have nothing to do, they fight each other passionately in the subspace, and then come to the real universe and become weapons, and fight each other passionately again. Just thinking about it makes me excited!

Although he felt as if he had forgotten something unimportant, he had to put the idea into practice immediately. While Fu Lao San was still in Holy Terra, Hogg directly pulled her over and called his dog-man prime minister, Xiao Ma Ge.

Since the Thousand Sons Legion has a high percentage of underdogs and has changed its skin to become the Grey Knights of the Empire against the threat of Chaos, Magnus has been staying at the Venus base to train new blood, so it is very easy to find him.

Hearing Hogg say that he had found something good, Magnus took his guards to Holy Terra without saying anything and shouted as soon as they met:

"What good stuff? Take it out and let me see it!"

Seeing that Magnus had returned to his original size, Hogg, who had to hide in the underground research institute without the Blacklight's research facilities, pointed to the row of shelves and said:

"They are all here. Take a look at these to see if there is anything useful. Come over here and give me some ideas."

Hearing this, Magnus's old face instantly fell, and he rubbed Hogg's head and complained:
"That's why you asked me to come here. What good are those junks? I'm busy training new soldiers. It's a waste of my time. Isn't Fogg here? Why don't you discuss it with her?"

Magnus wanted to turn around and leave after he finished speaking, but Hogg would never let this free laborer slip away. He grabbed his thigh and said:

"Little Ma! Everyone knows that you are extremely intelligent and a top-notch sage in the empire. Your astonishing wisdom is not inferior to mine. If we work together as king and subject, we will surely create an astonishing work.

And there is Fogg here, her taste is even better. When the time comes, we will do the research and she will do the marketing. If it succeeds, it will definitely be sold overseas. Aren't you rebuilding the army? With this asset, it will be easy.

Besides, I am good at training new soldiers. You can send those new soldiers to my Catachan training camp for two and a half years. When they come out, they will be veterans of many battles."

After hearing what Hogg said, Magnus suddenly felt that what he said made a lot of sense. He knew his brother's character very well. He had never seen Hogg worry about the training of new recruits. Moreover, the new recruits of Blackwatch could be said to be the best quality among all the legions, right?

"Okay, I'll send those little bastards to Catachan right now, but I have to make it clear that I won't lose any of my share. I still have to support my family and rebuild the legion. You don't know how much those puppies eat."

Hearing that the two were gradually colluding with each other, Fulgrim, who was captured to do hard labor, stopped pretending and shouted that he wanted a share. As the genetic primarch of the Iron Phoenix, although Fulgrim is most famous for those pornographic figures, his own strength is not bad, and he can even be said to be a well-rounded primarch, but his various specialties are not so outstanding.

Brothers work together and they can achieve anything. After agreeing on the share of the spoils, Fulgrim opened up her treasure house hidden under the palace for the two to choose from.

Looking at the dazzling array of sexy underwear in front of him, Hogg suddenly regretted dragging his third sister in. God knows what she has done in the past few hundred years. These things are of no use to him.

After looking at each other, Hogg and Xiao Ma both felt that it was a bit of a scam, but since things had come to this point, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in to try their luck. After searching for several times, they actually found some useful things.

Combining the scraps that the Emperor had put on the shelf before, Hogger, the biological mecha king, Magnus, the sunburned psychic Ogryn, and Fulgrim, the most anthropomorphic with a wide range of knowledge, these three peerless strong men who had nothing in common with each other, after half a month of hard work, really made some things that were not heretical but could only be said to be not loyal at all.

The first thing that appeared was a bottle of potion. This was a special product that Hogg had made by deeply improving the T-virus concentrate, a symbiotic substance similar to black oil, and gene seed manufacturing technology. He named it T-3 compound.

After Magnus's psychic induction, this potion will awaken a telekinetic ability in the recipient, greatly enhance the user's physical fitness, and produce a psychic inertia factor in the blood, allowing soldiers to better cope with corruption.

The other item was an imperial standard combat dagger. Although it looked ordinary, it took up most of the three people's time.

Its inner core contains an extremely unstable living metal. By analyzing the manufacturing technology of those demon weapons, this thing can be strengthened many times by hunting demons. After reaching a certain limit, the living metal can be integrated into the new weapon and give the weapon special abilities to hunt demons.

For example, after hunting a pink horror, you can completely integrate this dagger into the chainsword. While drawing the sword to chop each other, you can also suddenly throw out a few psychic fireballs to achieve an alternative demon weapon effect.

In order to control costs, except for the essential magic circle and the living metal, the rest of the materials used were ceramic steel, which was the most common in the Empire. This ensured strength while reducing the cost. The appearance was designed by Fulgrim. The perfect balance and mechanical design made it a good weapon.

Based on the previously manufactured T3 enhancer, Magnus summoned a pink horror in a human experiment, and stabbed the crazy demon with a dagger before it was eaten by Hogg.

As the giant monster was gradually absorbed, the originally simple combat dagger began to transform, and finally turned into a long-handled scimitar shining with a faint blue light, and the most important method of use came.

When the test subject who had been injected with the T3 enhancer held the scimitar, this D-class personnel was able to throw out psychic fireballs that were as powerful as plasma balls without any instruction, and there was no sign of corruption at all.

Looking at the two sets in the box, the three were quite satisfied with its prospects for use. But just as they were about to continue improving it, a big golden guy quietly came up behind them, scaring the three of them to death.

But this time, Old Man Huang did not pick up a stick. Instead, he summoned a flaming skeleton warrior and said to the three people huddled in the corner:
"What are you three doing?"

(End of this chapter)