Chapter 500 The Adult Who Must Not Be Named.

"Brother, everything is dark before my eyes!"

"No, you are not Arthas, don't steal my lines."

Seeing Dorn's brain suddenly go haywire and utter that classic quote, as if it was about to become a worthless 25 mental energy, Hogg quickly slapped him in the face to wake him up.

In Hogg's eyes, the Primarchs were just some unlucky children. Apart from some congenital reasons, they were all led astray by that bastard Old Man Huang.

Oh, by the way, there’s also that old wall lamp from Makado. These two pieces of shit are no good at all, and their educational abilities are each worse than the other.

A good son is born under the stick. Although this saying is just an excuse for irresponsible parents when it comes to normal people, it is very useful when it comes to the Primarchs.

After two slaps, Dorn instantly woke up, his eyes clear as a child's, no longer shouting about the darkness in front of his eyes. The lemon boy stood at attention on the spot, covering his swollen face and begging for mercy:
"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me. I just sighed a few words and didn't scold you. Why did you hit me?"

"Sigh?" Looking at Dorn's miserable appearance, Hogg rubbed his little white hair and said viciously:
"Bah! I can do whatever I want. If you behave like this again, I will strip you naked, hang you up and whip you, and let everyone in the galaxy see your miserable appearance."

Dorn didn't dare to say anything after being scolded. For some reason, he always felt that the dwarf in front of him was not a good person. When he saw him raising his hand, he was afraid of being beaten. He was completely unlike his previous self, but why should he be afraid?

Dorn couldn't understand this strange phenomenon, but if Hogg heard it, he would definitely say, "High-dimensional characteristics, kid! You have inevitably transformed into a fool."

With the Imperial Fist making an example of them and Angrath going crazy, the demons joined Hogg without a second thought. With the guarantee of Khorne, they evolved directly into a mini version of the Burning Legion, clamoring to burn the galaxy and launching a grand expedition.

Things are back to the direction that Hogg is best at. No matter whether Dorn has completely turned over a new leaf, he will definitely have a hard time in the days that follow. Hogg also plans to return to his old job and continue to serve as the great educator of the galaxy to correct these crooked things.

The demons cheered, the gods stood up, and for a moment, Hogden felt that this was safe, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"Guilliman, Guilliman, I have long seen that you are ambitious. You little bastard, just wait for me, I will definitely take your hood off."

Hogg would naturally not be stingy with such a knowledgeable person as Angras, who was the great demon with the aura of a lackey. After all, he was a genuine god, and a star god was also a god, right!
Although he didn't draw the SSR Skarbrand, Angras was not bad either. Hogg directly appointed him as the deputy commander of the Burning Legion and asked the local demon to recruit soldiers in the Khorne Realm, while he himself returned to the physical world with the Dornish angels and the remaining 15 Imperial Fists.

When he first came to this world, there were only two of Hogg and the angel, Big Cat and Little Cat, but now he has got an entire Space Marine Legion for free. Even the Imperial Fists' flagship, the Eternal Crusade, has its entire bridge occupied by Hogg.

Although it was not stated explicitly, Sanguinius and Hogg worked in perfect harmony. In the fifteen-draw kill just now, nearly 100,000 Space Marines were ruthlessly slaughtered. These black cans were all hopelessly corrupted, the kind that could not be saved.

As for the remaining half, although they also show signs of corruption to varying degrees, Hogg at least has the ability to salvage them, and then re-forge them, repaint them black, and it is not impossible to cosplay Blackwatch.

As long as Hogg is given enough time, he can completely rely on psionic pollution to gradually erode the chaos corruption of the entire Imperial Fists. After all, it is better to become a fool than to become a stupid canned food that can only chop and chop without thinking. Originally, Hogg wanted to occupy the Phalanx. When he was in his hometown, he coveted this void fortress for a long time, but after Dorn's explanation, he learned that the invincible battleship was actually blown up.

The Phalanx, which was as big as a battle moon, was actually blown up directly. Hogg really couldn't imagine how strong the intensity of the rebellion was at that time. Could it be that you were using black technology weapons from the dark technology age to bombard it?

"Yes! At that time, the Mechanicus split into two factions. They took out all the treasures in the bottom of the box. If Curze hadn't sacrificed himself in the end, I'm afraid the entire Solar Sector would have been smashed to pieces."

Dorn, who had already given up, squatted on the ground. He found that although his weird brother was extremely powerful, his brain seemed a little slow.

In order to avoid being beaten later, Dorne, who took Angron's script, began to use his brain and acted as a background narrator to explain the story of the rebellion.

It was almost the same as what Sigismund had said before. During the Heresy, Guilliman's ability to mobilize troops was fully unleashed, and he managed to squeeze out 200 million Ultramarines to assassinate the king, not to mention the rebel soldiers from other legions.

Hogg and the angels were not surprised by Guilliman's war potential. Although the number of 200 million was indeed a bit far-fetched, the 500 worlds of Ultramar were rich and powerful, and it was not impossible to produce 200 million Space Marines if they squeezed together. After all, the Ultramarines had another nickname, which was the Sons of War!
What happened next was a bit weird. Magnus and the Thousand Sons used psychic magic on the battlefield. He first corrupted Tzeentch for free, and then stabbed him in the back. At the cost of only less than 1000 people left in the Thousand Sons, he successfully blocked the attack of the Lord of Change.

Lorgar, who had been fully promoted to the Messenger of the Golden Word, brought his own Word Bearers to hold down the Nurgle army and Slaanesh with his hammer. Not only did he greatly reduce the pressure on the Solar Region, he also made a final counterattack and directly raided the Crystal Labyrinth, snatching back Leman Russ who was about to be completely corrupted.

Finally, the only one left was the senior. The massacre on Istvan V was not avoided. Ferrus, who was almost wiped out, released his essence and chased Fulgrim to block him for ten thousand years, and unexpectedly got the script of the Duck King.

As for Khan, it's even worse. The specific reason is unclear, but according to Dorn, Khan has been upgraded to a demon prince. He sprints at full speed on Slaanesh every day, which is a kind of crazy racing in another sense.

In short, although the rebels have strong first-tier legions such as Guilliman, Dorn, Vulkan, and Jonson, the loyalists have also been greatly strengthened. They are completely different from the filial alliance of Hogg's hometown, which highlights a strong and powerful one.

But both the rebels and the loyalists were extremely disgusted with the previous Blood Angels, because Sanguinius here did not reverse the corruption of the Legion, but participated in it without hesitation, becoming a completely bloodthirsty Madman lunatic, even more despicable than Erebus.

With the exception of the Weepers led by Dante, the last of the Blood Angels and the Prince of Crows, the Ninth Legion has completely become a terrifying group of vampires.

After listening to the explanation, Hogg's curiosity was satisfied, but he found that no matter who talked about it, no one mentioned Corax, one of the triplets who looked like him, so he couldn't help but ask:
"Where's the Crow King? My little brother Cora... Wuuwuwu! Bah, why are you covering my mouth, Dorn, do you want to get beaten again?"

Dorne could tolerate the rest, even if he was humiliated in public, but the name of that horrible monster must not be mentioned. He pointed to the shadows around him and whispered:

"Hush, that adult will be watching you."

(End of this chapter)