Chapter 512 Ah! You want me to fight Guilliman?
In the end, Omega still did not suffer from the violent Hongru. If this thing had been made, it would have been a fight to the death. Even if Dorn was a twisted person with volatile emotions, he would not be so stupid.

An hour later, looking at the spy Ogrin curled up on the sofa, Hogg began to feel a little uncertain. Could it be that he really came here for such a ridiculous reason as he said?

But the death penalty can be avoided, but the punishment of life imprisonment cannot. Hogg will never allow such an unstable factor to exist. Since he can't get any useful information from him, he wants to lock him up immediately.

But the silent angel suddenly spoke:
"No! It's a shame to let him off so easily. I remember Ah Fa also sneaked into your Black Light in the beginning. Why did you make Ah Fa look like a leather-clad queen and let this bald guy go? I'm really angry. This is blatant discrimination."

Hogg really couldn't withstand this punch that was the result of thousands of years of skill. Even the Yellow Skin Man would probably be ashamed of this amazing punch. It was the manifestation of the will of the universe.

What was even more unbearable was Omega, who was curled up on the sofa. He was directly oral-compulsed by Hogg on the spot, and he used a thick and big flesh tentacle to ram into him fiercely.

"Wuwuwu! Ugh~ Damn it, what on earth did you do to me?"

Feeling the changes in his body, Omega was extremely terrified, and a tall figure in black leather jacket flashed involuntarily in his mind, as if it was the inevitable fate of him, the spy Ogryn.

However, Hogg is no longer the guy who took half a year to digest a fragment of a star god. Now he is even stronger and more polluting. One tentacle replaces the original ten and he is rapidly transforming his Omega body.

The flesh dissolved, the bones shifted, and without damaging the essence of the Primarch, this flesh tentacle perfectly integrated into Omega's body and completely changed the essence of his life.

In just less than five minutes, the originally disgusting spy Ogryn was transformed into a heroic and dashing lady with long black straight hair, so stunning that Hogg even wanted to start a beauty business.

Looking at his good brother in front of him, the Archangel clapped his hands in praise. Even Dorn felt a sense of mischief, and suddenly felt that this image was in line with the style of the Assassin's Court. At least if he punched him, he would cry for a long time.

Seeing that Omega couldn't get any useful information out of him, Hogg threw her out of the laboratory and gave her a tight leather jacket to prevent her from standing naked outside.

Through the tentacles that merged into Omega's body, Hogg sensed that the bastard had quietly left, and immediately held a small meeting with the angel Dorn:

"Well done, Dorn. With the look on your face just now, I really thought you were a pervert! I didn't expect an honest man like you could act so convincingly!"

Dorn was at a loss for words after hearing the archangel's praise, but he quickly adjusted his attitude, saying that it was nothing and that his brothers were a good complement to him.

After some business exaggerations, Hogg held the two brothers' shoulders, and the three heads put together and conspired:
"Then what Omega said must not be true. Since even this guy has come to our Lemon Fist, the Empire's eyes must have been set on this place. Even other forces have discovered us. We can take this opportunity to increase our momentum and put forward our loud slogan!"

People are afraid of becoming famous just like pigs are afraid of getting fat, but the Lemon Fist, which has begun to erode the power of the Tau Empire, is not afraid of becoming famous at all. They even urgently want to become famous, because only in this way can the originally stalemate situation be revitalized. Otherwise, no one cares who you are!

Dorne continued to undertake the plastering project, and after there was no longer any risk of rebellion, the angel was arranged to become the Black Light Pope, tasked with bathing these blue-skinned monkeys in the light of kingship.

Since the Titans have been under brainwashing control by the Randan aliens for tens of thousands of years, they are in desperate need of a spiritual belief like the Greater Good that can lead them in order to stabilize a social structure that is on the verge of collapse.

Even though Hogg has always had an ambiguous relationship with aliens, all the alien races under his command are deeply bound to him and cannot cause any waves at all.

Even the dog-men, whose numbers are growing larger and larger, have been completely integrated into the Empire, and have become rare star partners for the Imperials. However, after the appearance of Guilliman's clever cat, there is a tendency for them to be overtaken.

In order to perfectly control this group of servants, Hogg used his body tissue to split a biochemical insect nest and prepared the gene fusion agent that Yingyang had injected before to meet the needs of universal vaccination. The good thing about biochemical technology is that when the technology is perfect and the demand for raw materials is not high, it is very easy to produce and use, and it can be called the most cost-effective means of strengthening.

While ordering the Zerg Nest to fully automate its production, Hogg also organized the previous Legion of Bliss Angels to go to the swamp planet to catch blue-skinned fish, and mixed various ingredients into canned Titanium Music for offline sales.

These two tasks were technically simple and not difficult, so Hogg handed them over to his men with great confidence. However, what he was replicating now was more important, which was the Nila terminal that he was proud of.

Regardless of whether Guilliman's rebellion occurred or not, there were only two things that could curb the Empire's development: transportation and communications. Hogg had solutions to both of these difficult problems, and his technology system was mature, having been certified through thousands of years of experiments in his hometown.

But after careful consideration, Hogg decided to develop the Kara Network first, because anyone can use it and it will not cause a strong backlash from the Chaos Forces. As for the Star Gate, it would be better to develop the finished product and store it secretly.

It is not difficult to manufacture the Nila terminal, but the difficult part is how to carry out the initial laying. Hogg knows best what the Empire is like. The Medieval Space Chaos is not called that for nothing. Even if the local planetary governors are loyal to death, it does not hinder the fact that they are insects.

"The emperor is incompetent and has lost power and humiliated the country. It seems I must leave the country."

"Do you really think that I, Hogg, am just a lazy scoundrel? Guilliman is nothing but a dead bone in a grave. It's just farming. No matter how much you plant, you can't catch it as fast as I can!"

With the Warp account given by the Kobolds, Hogg tore open a Warp portal and called for his loyal lackey Angras.

Angras was confused when he was summoned, but this did not hinder his noble pursuit of advancement. He immediately knelt on one knee and spoke in the Gogot language, which was more authentic than that of the old Terrans:
"Boss, why did you summon me here? Do you want to get two Slaanesh Succubi to play with? As long as you ask, I have nine ways to get them to you!"

"Pa" he slapped the ambitious devil, twisting his horns, and Hogg taught this little devil a lesson:

"What boss? We are a serious organization! From now on, you can call me plant and call me commander. Succubus is nice, but I don't like it."

"I see that you have done a good job in recruiting soldiers recently. Here is a whole warehouse of psionic crystals. You can take them out and distribute them to everyone. This will be your reward for the time being. I have another job here. Go and do it for me."

Anglaston didn't expect to get paid after joining the Burning Legion. He felt that he had made the right choice in applying for the university. He was determined to repay Hogg for his help.

"Don't worry, sir. As long as you ask, no matter what you want to do, I have nine ways to complete it for you."

Although I always hear nine methods, I always feel that this red-skinned lizard may have been contaminated by Tzeentch, but no matter whether it is contaminated or not, those who can complete the task are good comrades. Hogg leaned close to Angras' ear and whispered:

"Go and beat up Guilliman, and bring Lady Euton to me!"

"Ah! You want me to fight Guilliman?"

　There is another one, which is being rubbed by hand.

　　My colleague is such a jerk. She actually accused me of slacking off at work. Damn it. She has only been working for a week and I am her mentor. This is really the opposite of what I thought. I must teach her a lesson and let her know the joy of slacking off.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)