Chapter 503: Birthday celebration, start!

If you say that Hogg, the adoptive father, is expensive, then it is too expensive. In just eight days, he completed the great task that Rogal Dorn had failed to complete in ten thousand years, and slaughtered nearly half of the Imperial Fists.

Even with the participation of Sanguinius, this was a tragedy comparable to the Istvan Massacre. The lemon jars, who should have shared the same hatred and regarded Hogg as their mortal enemy, unexpectedly did not bear grudges, which made Dorn feel very strange:
"What are you talking about? He killed half of your brothers. Compared with that, the hatred between us and the Iron Warriors is nothing. What's more, I didn't lie to you just now, Pe..."

"Shh! Stop talking about Dorne. What's the point of such unpleasant things? They can't hear what you are saying!"

With a crisp snap of fingers, Hogg's words hit Dorn's mind like a sledgehammer, and then he saw the scene that made him almost crazy.

After Hogg snapped his fingers, the outraged Imperial Fists stood there in a daze, and then like puppets, they slowly dispersed back to the places where they were supposed to be on duty. The strangest thing was that they were walking backwards!

The surging anger disappeared into thin air. This chilling scene reminded Dorn of what Hogg had said to him before: "I have confiscated your legion." It turned out that he had not lied to him.

A pair of hands patted on his shoulders. Dorn looked up and saw Hogg with a smirk on his face. The madness in his eyes was not concealed at all, which reminded Dorn of his brother Corax.

The legion rebelled, the flagship was seized, and then he was humiliated in public and had his inner secrets dug out. Dorn really couldn't bear it this time. He lay on the ground like a pile of mud and said weakly to Hogg:

"The Imperial Fists are all under your control. I am of no use to you anymore. What do you want to do?"

Seeing that Dorn looked like he had been played to pieces, Hogg couldn't let this "good brother" feel uncomfortable. Trapped by the various frameworks of his hometown, Hogg had not been able to let go and do a great job. In such a perfect testing ground, he must have a good time:
"Dorn, I don't know if your Jonson is my brother who loves officials. But I guess you have heard a saying that loyalty is not absolute, and the Imperial Fists are traitors. It's normal for me to use any means. You don't think I'm really a good person, do you?"

"If you really want to be reborn from the ashes, sacrifice is inevitable. The Imperial Fists who died have all been deeply corrupted. Even I can't save them. Letting these people live in this world will only make everyone uncomfortable, so!"

"So you turned all my remaining offspring into puppets?"

Just as Hogg couldn't understand why Dorn rebelled, Dorn also couldn't understand Hogg's train of thought. What you did is even more abominable than the Chaos God. How dare you say that to me?

Pulling up the angry Lemon Man, Hogg said nonchalantly:

"Don't say such harsh words. What do you mean by a puppet? I am only helping you manage the legion temporarily. In the next three days, they will gradually forget those unpleasant acts of rebellion, and through the transformation of their bodies and minds, they will eventually become the new Fists of the Empire!"

"Don't think I can't see it. From the little secret you just told me, I found that you have a morbid love for Pepe. Maybe it's because of this that you killed these little cans. You don't need to think about it to know this kind of thing. I remember watching such a movie before. How about I help you?"

When the angel heard there was a movie to watch, he was no longer sleepy and wanted to come over to ask for advice, but Hogg still had some shame and only vaguely mentioned that he would talk about it when he got back.

However, just after fooling the angel, Sigismund was not happy. Anyone would collapse if this happened, let alone the Sword Master of the West who didn't even know who he was. Perhaps he decided to throw the jar into the ground, or perhaps he thought that what Hogg said made sense, and Dorn, who was a twisted person, actually said:
"Don't think too much. You are indeed my offspring, otherwise I wouldn't always find fault with you and beat you up."

This development is no different from a 50-year-old menopausal beauty being spotted by a wealthy chairman and getting married immediately. Thetismond suddenly realized the truth and decided that he would never recognize Dorne, his stupid father, again.

But just when the three thought the matter was over, Sanguinius, who had been watching the show quietly, discovered a key problem:
"That's not right! If you said that you couldn't produce stable gene seeds after you became a demon, that would make sense, but those little cans were all Perturabo's offspring. How did you get the gene seeds? Don't tell me you stole them. It's impossible on this scale."

Doubts arose again, and the three turned their eyes to Rogdorn, who was still trying to play dumb. Finally, under Hogg's physical questioning, he uttered the final shocking secret:

"Pepe has been on the Expedition!"

"..."

Passing through complex mechanical pipes, Dorn brought Hogg and the other two to the core area of ​​the Imperial Expedition. What they saw was completely different from other corrupted areas of the ship that had been contaminated by flesh and blood. Not only was it spotlessly clean, Hogg even smelled a faint lemon scent.

After going through multiple defensive measures, Hogg finally saw Pepe that Dorn mentioned. Upon first sight, he thought that it was no wonder that Dorn was so perverted. Pepe here was indeed heroic and made people feel close to him at first sight. Coupled with the filter that raised Dorn since he was a child, isn’t this the living Emperor Horus 2.0?
But after careful observation, Hogg suddenly discovered a blind spot and pointed at the head floating up and down in the sealed cabin and asked:

"Don, why is Perturabo only a head left? Where is her body?"

Ferrus is the headless senior, and you are the flying head barbarian. Can you combine them together and create a joint overlord?

When asked about his pain points, Dorn fell into reminiscence. The anger in his eyes did not seem fake, and he gnashed his teeth and roared:
"Horus, it's all because of that loser Horus. If Pepe hadn't wanted to save him, I wouldn't have accidentally blown him up. But all this is because of my damned and unsympathetic father. He only has the so-called Wolf Shepherd God in his heart. No matter how well we do, we are not even one ten-thousandth as good as him."

"We don't ask him to treat us equally, even if he just looks at us. Don't tell me that the expedition is urgent and his ability is limited. He just doesn't want to do it. Like my brother Sanguinius, he should have been a true angel, but it was because of the Emperor's inhumanity that he eventually fell to this point."

After hearing this, Hogg roughly understood the main time points of this timeline, thinking that the emperor was indeed the emperor. Whether he was a yellow-skinned man or a witch bacon, he was equally inhuman and could be called the worst of scum.

At this point, Hogg didn't say any more nonsense, patted Dorn's waist and invited him:

"Brother, now that I, Hogg, am here, the sky is clear. Do you want to have a real big birthday celebration?"

(End of this chapter)