Chapter 517 Hogg finally achieved his wish.

Rebellion or not, the living standards of the people of Macragge are always better than those of Holy Terra, and the average life expectancy is an astonishing 30 years.

Of course, the 30 years mentioned here are not the same as the standard Terra time. After all, one day on Macragge's side is equivalent to three days on Holy Terra. 30 years is at least equivalent to 90 years, which is far ahead of other human worlds.

Looking at Hogg sitting next to her and concentrating on eating, Lady Euton smiled happily and kept handing over the plate of food to her, fearing that her eldest son would not be full. It was like a mother feeling that you are not full, so Guilliman had no food to eat.

The master of 500 worlds didn't even stutter at the dinner table. If this got out, he would definitely be laughed at.

In order to get his mother to look at him more, Guilliman ordered the kitchen to increase the delivery. Isn't it just a few more mouthfuls of rice? How much can a little dwarf like you eat? We are a big family in Macragge and can afford it.

As batch after batch of empty plates were removed, and after consuming a full three tons of food in half an hour, Guilliman's mentality changed a little. After the angel Dorn and even Omega joined the eating team, the great Guilliman could no longer hold back.

"Are you all Ogryn? Why are you so hungry? You came here to eat, right?"

Nothing that could be served at the banquet was cheap; at least they were expensive crops grown naturally. Even a small red fruit used as decoration on the plate was more expensive than a set of equipment for the Star Army.

Although he couldn't beat him, Guilliman just didn't like Hogg. Not only did he steal his mother's love, but he was also trying to take advantage of him. Did he really think he was a soft persimmon?
Grabbing the plate from Hogg's hand, Guilliman wanted to lift up the dwarf to see why this bastard could eat so much. However, after reaching out his hand, he failed to lift him up and instead made himself stumble.

"You weigh?"

"Four and a half tons!"

Guilliman estimated that the person in front of him was no more than two meters and two meters tall, and even his own sons thought Hogg was too small for him. Guilliman felt relieved, but then he became angry towards the Emperor, thinking to himself, why did you, old Deng, give birth to so many sons? It would have been fine if you had so many, but why did you only favor Horus?
Perhaps seeing through Guilliman's thoughts, Hogg opened his eyes after being fed by Euden, and approached him in a familiar manner and whispered:
"Brother, it's pointless for you to compete with me. Although you are no longer that weak boarding boy, your strength is not enough for us. Just remember one thing: don't go against people who have a different style from you, otherwise you will suffer."

"You must be wondering now how that sorcerous bacon gave birth to so many Primarchs, and this involves a real secret hidden in history."

No matter how things develop, the nature of gossip is always engraved in human genes. Seeing Hogg take out a hardcover booklet, Guilliman took it involuntarily, and after opening it, he couldn't help but be excited when he saw the illustration on the first page:
"You told me this was the Emperor? But why is he naked and holding Malcador? And why are the Emperor's pectorals so exaggerated? This is heresy!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down."

He first looked around and saw that there was no golden fist falling from the sky. Hogg took out a few similar hardcover booklets and distributed them to everyone. Then he pointed at the blasphemous illustrations he had created on them and said:

"To be honest, the reason why I am so powerful is because of this. In order to find out the truth, I was beaten by the yellow-skinned man for nearly five hundred years. You don't even know how I survived."

When talking about the tragic past, Hogg became emotional. He threw himself into Mrs. Euton's arms and rubbed her with his big head, calling the yellow-skinned man an inhuman person by name.

With an uppercut, he reached the first cosmic velocity within three seconds and landed hard on the surface of the moon. Then he punched him into the mantle and into the lava layer, which was more brutal than beating a Chaos demon. Guilliman was stunned. Anyway, he was away from home and the yellow-skinned man was not here. Hogg could slander him as he wanted. In his description, he completely described the Emperor as a complete scumbag. Not only was he a low-moral person, but he was also ugly. He also treated the Empire as a joke. He was a tyrant that had never been seen in ten thousand years.

Most importantly, Hogg also completely revealed the Emperor's experience as a Roman she-wolf, and even made up a love triangle story between him, Orpesson, and Malcador, which made Lady Euton very happy.

Guilliman was no longer sleepy when it came to these things, and he and Hogg criticized the Emperor for two whole hours, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Due to health reasons, Lady Euton did not stay until the end of the banquet and left early, but this time, she did not ignore Guilliman, but asked him to entertain her few brothers well.

As the Great Mother left, the atmosphere of the banquet changed instantly. Hogg stopped arranging, Guilliman stopped fooling around, and the five Primarchs started talking about the real content of the discussion.

"Brother, I believe your Ultramarines have already investigated our situation clearly. No matter what, we only have one way out now. If we want to turn things around, we must completely suppress those opposing voices."

"No matter what, you and Dorn are both rebel primarchs. It is useless to regret. This is what has already happened, but the Empire is now even more corrupt, and this is our only chance."

It is not so easy to reverse the situation. Guilliman knows what Hogg is referring to. It is nothing more than those corrupt high lords in the Empire and his brothers who once rebelled together. But it also means that they are about to launch a new major rebellion.

“But does this really make sense?”

When discussing important matters, the most feared thing is indecision. Dorne, who has placed all his hopes on Hogg, hates the people who dare to stand in his way the most. He slammed the table and shouted:
"Guilliman, you are a piece of shit. Just tell me straight, are you going to do it or not? If you don't want to, there are plenty of people who will do it. There are so many brothers out there. If it doesn't work out, I will go find Jonson. At worst, I can let him be the Warmaster of the Empire."

The angel who was watching from the sidelines even spoke up: "Brother, enough blood has been shed among humans. No matter what the outcome is, we all moved forward for the dream of reviving humanity.

Now there are aliens rampant outside, Tyranids, Orks, even Eldar and Necrons hiding underground, these alien creatures are watching us covetously, not to mention the Chaos enemy that caused all this tragedy! "

"Do you really want the Ultramarines to bear the stigma and become the blue-skinned canned goods that everyone hates? Not to mention Lady Euton, who hasn't called you son for many years."

The light outside was blinding and dazzling. Guilliman, who was hiding in the shadows, was eager to stand in the sun again, and even more so to restore the precious family relationship that had been broken.

Looking at the brothers who were all looking at him, Guilliman nodded:
"Damn it, I've done it! But I must be the first one to beat the Emperor. When I was infused with the evil god, that bastard remained silent. I must avenge this!"

Upon hearing this, Hogg and Dorn, who were not good people in the first place, rushed forward and hugged the blue brother who was a perfect farmer. Hogg even shouted the slogan that he had been preparing for thousands of years but had never realized:
"I declare that the Second Empire has been established!"

(End of this chapter)