Chapter 498 Chaos, nothing more than that! (4K+)

No matter when or where he was, whenever Hogg heard the big lemon guy say "I am Rog Dorn", he would feel like laughing for no reason, and he was not the only one who had the same idea.

Don't be fooled by the angel's serious appearance, but essentially he is a sultry and black-bellied monster. After leaving his own world, he let himself go and turned from being sultry to being overtly sultry.

Listening to the two men laughing wildly, Dorn's face turned red with anger, but what made him even more angry was the coward Sigismund. The Imperial Fists would not and could not become anyone's prisoner.

Without saying a word, Dorn drew out his Stormfang and chopped up, and his target was Sigismund, who was holding Hogg's thigh and had a miserable look on his face.

Seeing that his father was actually trying to kill him, the Sword Saint of the West, who had been infused with psionic energy and whose moral integrity had completely disappeared, roared. Instead of resisting, he protected Hogg in front of him:
"Dad, save me!"

Although the venue is wrong, the password is correct. Hogg's greatest advantage is that he protects his children. Just call him father and you can immediately enjoy the Black Watch version of Daddy Ling without saying anything.

Even Kiloman, who has the weakest individual combat power, can attack his opponent in close combat at a speed that is completely invisible to the naked eye, not to mention Rogal Dorn, who is several times stronger than him.

But there is always someone stronger than you, and there is always someone higher than you. If it were someone else, Sigismund would have been torn in two and become a dead soul by the sword.

But maybe this time numerology really works, and Asi, who has clung to Hogg's thigh, will not die.

In just a nanosecond, Hogg reacted and slammed his claws at Storm Fang that was slashing towards his leg pendant.

"Crack," the single-molecule saw blade that should have been indestructible was unscientifically blocked by a chitin claw. It was even crushed by Hogg's claws at the moment of contact.

"What? What kind of Power is this!?"

The surprise lasted only a moment, and Rogaldorn slashed back with his hand, intending to use the heavy sword spine to subdue the enemy by force and blow the head of the strange dwarf in front of him apart.

But when he saw Hogg's weird eyes, Dorn's uneasiness became more and more intense, but there was no turning back. Dorn was confident that with the absolute strength that had blown Perturabo to pieces with one punch, any uneasiness would be severely beaten on the spot.

"Ah! Wearing armor, steel inside and out, die for me!"

The Storm's Fang, carrying with it terrifying violence, ignited with flames of rage and slashed towards Hogg's head with unstoppable force. In Sigismund's eyes, when Hogg was put together with his father, who was more than five meters tall, it was like a heifer hitting Fearless, and the result was a huge explosion!
Sigismund could no longer bear to watch the following scene. Although they had only known each other for a short time, the young man suddenly had a liking for this strange Primarch, and he did not want to let this man, his destined one, have wild imaginations.

The power of the Primarch is so terrifying! A violent sonic boom exploded in the cave, and the young man who was hugging Hogg's thigh was directly rushed to the wall. But just when Sigismund thought it was his turn, Hogg's voice came to his ears:
"You don't even have the energy to chop people, yet you still want to be the Demon Prince, Luo Laoqi, today I'll let you know what it means to be the number one in the chain of prestige."

There was no need for any fancy moves. Hogg charged with his fists, using his body to withstand the powerful psychic energy of the Emperor, and directly broke the Storm Fang that was stuck on his head into three pieces.

Then it swung its tail and pulled the big lemon guy over, who had abandoned his weapon and wanted to fight in close combat.

Without using the Tearing Claws loaded with annihilation field, a faint light flashed on Hogg's four arms. He punched out, knocking Dorn directly into the ground and blowing up the entire hill.

And that's not all. Hogg never shows mercy to those trash who dare to challenge him. He stretches out his tail and pulls Dorn, who was close to the rock, back again.

"boom!"

Another loud noise was heard, and the whole mountain seemed to shake. The Khorne Demon who was playing games was so frightened that he looked up at the sky to see what happened, but soon they didn't have to look anymore, because a big yellow thing hit him directly, so that this unlucky demon no longer had to worry about hemorrhoids on his butt.

If it were other forces, seeing their own prince being beaten to his knees, they would definitely stand up together to help, but this is the Realm of Khorne!
In any case, in the demon world, the strong are respected. Seeing the once invincible demon prince's armor blown up and lying on the ground like a dog, the demons were not afraid. Instead, they surrounded Dorn and Hogg who was chasing them and shouted excitedly:
"Gua——Blow him up! Your Majesty, the great Hogg, it would be worth it even if I die instantly just to see this scene!"

Perhaps because it was noisy, Hogg grabbed the big demon that was shouting the loudest, tore off its head, put it directly into his mouth, and swallowed it in two crunches.

"Pah!" Hogg spat out a piece of broken bone and slowly walked towards Dorn who had been beaten unconscious. He grabbed his collar and put two big pouches on him:

"Dorn, you are such a wretch. You left your original gene and became a demon prince. Is this the power you got in exchange for your loyalty?"

"Your Highness! This is not right, we are the Chaos camp!" The smart demon Angras found something wrong and wanted to speak up to remind the new Prince Hogg not to be so obvious as his own Blood God was watching him.

However, Khorne didn't care about this matter. He was now addicted to the Internet, happily playing games with his men. He was also controlling his favorite Primarch Curze, missing the Eternal Chosen who should have belonged to him.

Glancing at this tactless demon, Hogg found that the big red-skinned lizard looked very familiar, and it reminded him of his own legion champion, Skarbrand. He didn't know where that bastard had gone. If he brought it back, why would he have to work so hard to build his puppet legion?
Dorne, who was slapped in the face three times, woke up slowly. He was completely dazed and it took him a long time to adjust his perspective. Even his originally arrogant eyes suddenly became clear.

Seeing that the armor that had accompanied him in battles for thousands of years was shattered in an instant, and he himself had fractures all over his body, if it were not for his strong recovery ability, the brain that should have been shaken apart would have grown back again, and he might have died on the spot. What was most unfortunate was that he was now in the subspace.

This is fucking in compressed space. As a demon prince, he is much stronger than in the physical world. How could he be defeated by such a weird dwarf?

"Olishette! What kind of monster are you? Could it be that the Corpse King had another child without telling us? I knew that bastard was not a good person!"

Hearing the words of this filial son, Hoggar felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had led other Primarchs. Although Dorn in front of him was a little shabby, it was almost the same. As expected, a good beating would be enough. He sneered on the spot, pointed at his handsome face and said arrogantly:
“You bastard, listen to me carefully. I am the Lord of the Black Watch, the eternal ruler of Alicia, the Omnissia officially appointed by the Mechanicus, one of the Twin Gods of the Empire, the eldest brother of the eldest brother among the Primarchs, the so-called First in the Chain of Bizarre, the eternal Emperor of the Dog-Man Empire, the one who should have become the Fifth God of the Warp... Hogg-Menethil!” After hearing this extremely long string of titles, let alone Dorn, even the demons were stunned on the spot. They felt that Hogg's words were inconsistent. Could he be a fool?

Apart from the others, you are also the fifth god of the warp. How can you brag so much? The godhood of the warp is not a corpse that can be found everywhere. It is impossible for the will of the warp to chase you like a dog!

"Are you kidding me? How can there be a person like you in the Empire? Anyone who can hang out with Sanguinius must be a piece of trash. If you have the guts, let me go. I will let..."

"Bang,"

Before Dorn could finish his words, Hogg grabbed his ankle and slammed him into the ground, letting him experience the thrill of being a human pendulum.

It's all numbers, no skills. Hogg knows that since Rogal Dorn can control Khorne for 400 years with just one sentence, no matter which timeline it is, Dorn must be a stinky, hard, rotten stone. It is completely useless to reason with him. He must be fed with psionic energy until he foams at the mouth and use the ultimate insult.

After 888 powerful blows, the supposedly extremely powerful Rogal Dorn was smashed into a pile of rotten meat. If Sigismund beside him hadn't cried like a fart, the demons would have thought he was dead.

Such brutal behavior naturally drew cheers from all the demons in the audience, and the Imperial Fists, or Chaos Fists, who heard the news, took up weapons and wanted to rescue their own Primarch. However, in the Realm of Khorne, the losers had no dignity, and they were facing the Archangel Sanguinius, who had a hideous smile on his face and black flames all over his body.

A massacre began. Sanguinius had no mercy on these traitors. He directly used his invincibility in the crowd and quickly killed these powerful warriors who were supposed to be loyal to the empire with exaggerated efficiency.

Seeing this, Hogg snapped his fingers and ordered the demons who were still watching without knowing what was going on:
"The Imperial Fists are still too urbanized. The eleven-draw kill system is no longer up to date. Bring them all here. I only want half of them. Kill the remaining half. Otherwise, the job of filling my stomach will fall on you."

The miserable state of the unfortunate demon before was still vivid in their minds. These demons did not dare to disobey the orders of the boss. In fact, to the demons, they felt that it was natural. The strong should ruthlessly dominate the weak. Such a powerful and evil second-in-command was their real demon prince.

As a new great demon, the quick-witted Angras was the first to rush out, chopping off a bunch of Chaos Cans with his sword, and then he shouted:
"Blood God is rising, King Hog! In my heart, Angras, there are only two suns: Blood God and His Highness Hog."

Hogg, who was touched by the pity, laughed out loud, and released his original form on the spot. He stretched out a tentacle and inserted it into Angras' body, giving him a full set of enhancement as a high-level leader of the Burning Legion.

The intense pain from the soul and body stimulated Angras to roar, but soon he felt all kinds of new and strange ideas emerging in his mind, and his own strength increased rapidly!

"Waaaagh!! Power is power, such a powerful force, Your Highness Hogg, I respect and love you!"

Wearing strong armor, with steel inside and out, Rogal Dorn, awakened by the death of a large number of his offspring, wailed in pain, even though he had beaten and scolded the Imperial Fists for thousands of years, and often killed them eleven times to carry out internal cleansing.

But the twisted Dorn believes that he still loves them, and this is a spur to efficiency, not the meaningless massacre before his eyes.

"Let me go, you bastard, let me go, stop, you are a good person, you can't do this."

Seeing that Dorn was still stubborn, Hogg said nothing. Amid the wailing of the Imperial Fists, he carefully counted the remaining number. He sat on Dorn and punched him from time to time, making it impossible for this piece of rotten meat to get up.

When the eighth day came, the Imperial Fists, which originally had 300,000 soldiers, were reduced to only 150,000. Even though they were very powerful, they became meaningless corpses under the endless demonic attacks.

Hogg snapped his fingers again, ordering the demons to stop, and then asked them to drive over the group of Imperial Fists that had not been killed. He stretched out a tentacle and slapped Dorn's cheek, saying the standard villain's words:

"Bah! This is so funny. Why should good people be pointed at with guns? I never said I was a good person. Dorn, you will definitely like what is coming next!"

As Hogg finished his words, countless tentacles carrying scarlet psionic energy surged out of his body and pierced into the bodies of every surviving Imperial Fist.

As the tentacles surged, the stupid energy containing Hogg's thoughts poured into the bodies of these black cans, rapidly transforming the flesh and blood of these Imperial Fists and even corroding their souls.

Just like coming home and seeing his wife being violently raped by the guy next door, Dorn was furious when being NTd in front of him. He first cursed and then begged.

But since he had already betrayed the Empire, he would not be noticed by the Emperor at all, and Khorne, who already had the favor of his beloved, completely ignored him, the expired Primarch, and instead watched this scene of bullying with great interest.

Perhaps it was because Hogg's behavior was too anthropomorphic that the will of the Warp took notice of this dwarf. In addition to admiring him, it even bestowed upon him a throne of god that symbolized erosion and distortion in the realm of Khorne.

Such pampering naturally aroused the jealousy of all the demons, but they dared not speak out. Khorne, who had completely transformed into a dog-headed man, also put down the game console in his hand and stared at his favorite with his kryptonian dog eyes.

But if Hogg really coveted the throne, he would have sacrificed the Black Watch in his hometown long ago. Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Hogg grabbed Dorn's neck, turned his head towards the dark throne that symbolized Chaos Supremacy, and said word by word:

"The great Ainuk Emperor will never betray his Ainuk Warmaster. Dorn, you have seen clearly what a true Primarch is!"

In an instant, Hogg swung his fist, mobilizing the power of the Star God that he had never used since arriving in the subspace, and shattered the supreme throne that countless people were vying for on the spot.

"Chaos, nothing more than that!"

(End of this chapter)