Chapter 529: Make the Subspace Great Again
Hello everyone, my name is Vulkan, I am a personal trainee who debuted for 23 years. As a Primarch, I have Salamanders Space Marines under my command. Although I suffered heavy casualties when my hometown was attacked by an unknown kid, I believe that I will make a comeback.

After just three seconds, my mentality gradually changed a little, especially when I saw the huge dog-headed man holding my Flame with his claws. I only had one thing to say in my mind:

"Damn it! Wenbai is incompetent and has brought disgrace upon the country. Please help me, dear father."

"You still want to call for help? No one will pay attention to you even if you scream your throat out!"

With a sound of metal tearing, the porthole of the Flame that could withstand the frontal fire of the macro cannon was torn apart. If the Salamanders had not been deeply corrupted, they would have been finished on the spot if exposed to the subspace.

Five big guys also appeared in the smoke, and the one leading them was the bastard who had deceived him before and said he wanted to fight him in a duel but ended up torpedoing him.

Accompanied by a dynamic music, which seemed to be a very old song, before the fire lizards could launch a counterattack, scarlet electric light appeared on their bodies, binding them in place. They could only watch these five big guys come forward to humiliate their father.

The broken body was still being repaired, and the half-broken Vulkan could only lie on the ground, staring at the newcomers:
"Mortarion, Angron, two Curzes? I didn't expect that you, Guilliman, would go to such lengths to kill me, and even summoned four Primarchs. You have the power of numbers, and I accept defeat this time. You can kill me or chop me up as you please."

Seeing Guilliman standing there in silence, Vulkan laughed out loud:
"Well, well, well, you are worthy of being me, Guilliman. Ten thousand years have passed, and you are still so ambitious. You dare not face me directly at this time, but let those four brothers stand in front of you. With your cautiousness, I deserve my defeat!"

Guilliman, who was named, remained silent and just stared blankly. This directly triggered the last bit of Vulkan's sanity, and he roared madly:

"Guilliman, do you look down on me so much? Speak up! You colluded with the Empire and summoned the Blood God just for this moment, didn't you?"

But no matter how Vulkan roared, Guilliman said nothing and just stared there blankly, his face turning purple, as if he was enduring some great pain.

"vomit!"

A stream of mucus containing food residue and digestive juices spurted out of Guilliman's mouth, covering the entire deck under his feet. Guilliman finally spoke at this time:

"Damn it, Hogg, is this the 'extremely safe' inertia-free teleportation you told me about? I feel like my internal organs are displaced. Vulcan, what did you say? I didn't hear you just now."

Unlike Guilliman, a coward, Hogg and his four companions were truly powerful men. At this point, they were still talking and simply surrounded Vulkan.

Feeling his body recovering, Vulkan wanted to speak to delay time, but before he could, a sky full of fist shadows attacked him, and he was directly pinned to the ground and beaten by the Filial Son Alliance:

"You are still here, nagging me. Can't you see that I am the boss here? It would be fine if you surrendered obediently, but you actually want to escape. I think you really don't want to live anymore. Brothers, beat him up for me."

Under normal circumstances, Vulkan would not surrender even when facing a strong enemy, but now he only has half of his body, and there are five primarchs on the opposite side. His own father is fighting a kobold in a duel and has no time to save him. He can only shrink his body, hold his head and crouch to defend.

Perhaps because only half of his body was left, Vulkan was quite successful in his defensive stance of crouching with his head in his hands, like a ball, with his arms covering the vital parts of his body.

But Vulkan overlooked one thing. In terms of being unhuman, the Filial Piety Alliance can be said to be the undisputed leader among the Primarchs.

Seeing the bastard curled up into a ball, Hogg kicked him against the wall in front of him, and then kicked him repeatedly after he bounced back, and started kicking the ball on the spot with Mortarion and others.

What's even more unethical is that Hogg used the power of the Star God to control the armor and surrounded the fire lizard cans, allowing them to witness every minute of their own Primarch being humiliated.

Perhaps because he felt good about vomiting, Guilliman also came over, turning the 4p into a 5p. He and Hogg and the others formed a five-pointed star shape and took turns kicking the Vulcan ball in circles.

As the force grew stronger, Vulcan's flying speed became faster and faster, gradually turning into a shadow, flying across the entire bridge, emitting bursts of wailing:
"Damn bastard, if you have the guts, let me go, I want to fight you one on one"!
Hearing the word "one-on-one", Hogg suddenly no longer felt sleepy. He quickly asked his good brothers to stop and grinned at Vulcan who was spinning in the middle of the group:
"Okay, I like your unyielding expression. Since you want to fight alone, then Master Hogg will grant your wish. Go ahead, you can pick any one of our five brothers."

Vulkan didn't expect that the dwarf in front of him would actually agree to challenge him in a duel. He was overjoyed, thinking that this skinny little monkey could be knocked down with one punch.

He did not choose Mortarion and Angron, who looked unusually strong, nor did he choose Curze, who looked the same but was a whole circle bigger than Hogg. As for Guilliman, it was even more meaningless. Vulkan knew that he had been infused by the Four Gods, so there was only one choice.

"I choose you!"

Seeing Vulkan pointing his finger at Hogg, the other Primarchs all took a step back, with admiration on their faces. Mortarion even exclaimed:

"Brother, why don't I do it? If you punch him, he might die on the spot. If the ship is damaged, our trip will be in vain."

"Yes, big brother," Koz directly hugged Hogg's arm and told him to do it, and big brother should just rest aside!

With a sound of bones crackling, Hogg twisted his neck, pushed away the younger brothers who were trying to dissuade him, pointed at Vulcan and nodded:

"Good boy, I thought you were a coward, but I didn't expect you to want to challenge me. I admire your courage. In this case, I will acknowledge you as my cousin. From now on, I will use all my strength and will not let you, a warrior, be humiliated."

Seeing that their eldest brother was going to use all his strength, Angron and his companions retreated again and again, pulling the stunned Guilliman to the wall. Curze even took out his own Primarch, the Dreadnought, and jumped in to seek psychological comfort.

Vulkan was a little confused by this scene, but he still didn't believe that this strange Primarch named Hogg was so powerful. They must be scaring him. Feeling his gradually recovered torso, Vulkan stood up, without taking the lost hammer, he raised his fist and rushed towards Hogg, roaring:
"I am the embodiment of power, die for me!"

"boom!!"

A huge sonic boom hit, and the air in the bridge was extremely compressed, turning into a shock wave that crashed into the surroundings. The extremely strong ceramic steel deck was torn apart on the spot, and a dazzling fire exploded.

The salamanders who saw this scene all exclaimed:
"Quack! This must be the power of my father!"

However, when the smoke cleared, the Salamanders, who were still cheering excitedly, had their throats strangled on the spot, unable to make any sound. Then they heard the terrifying monster that had immobilized their bodies whisper:

"Well done, it's my turn next!"

Without roaring, or making a ferocious gesture, Hogg, who had completely released his power, simply turned all his psionic reserves into a single point and blasted it out at the dumbfounded Vulgan in front of him:

At this moment, time froze instantly, and the stagnant sky that had not changed for millions of years burst into a scarlet flash that swept across the entire demon realm. Any unlucky demon that was contaminated by the light was reduced to ashes in a flash of lightning, and powerful sub-space entities like the Great Unclean One could only let out mournful wails in the impact of psionic energy.

The Flame, which served as the outbreak point, was completely dyed scarlet by Hogg's psionic energy, turning the originally corrupted Queen of Glory-class ship into a veritable demon graveyard, perhaps even cleaner than Holy Terra.

The raging psionic impact lasted for a full 11 seconds. This powerful energy that could open the galactic stargate and maintain the smooth operation of the stargate for years exploded instantly, directly tearing apart the entire Nurgle domain, and tearing a long and narrow crack across the north and south in the heart of this subspace, leading directly to the thick dimensional barriers of the outside world.

As the scarlet light faded, the fat Nurgle who was fighting the kobolds wailed:
"No, what have you done? This is my home!"

Disaster strikes when one is at home. The fat Nurgle who suffered the unexpected disaster was completely furious. He was just happily cooking soup in his own territory, but how come his hometown was bombed and Khorne came to attack him in the blink of an eye?

What made Nurgle even more sad was that along with the creation of the rift that tore apart the Demon Realm, he could not sense his proud offspring Vulkan, and his own power was also declining rapidly.

Seeing that the green-skinned fat man was weak, the kobolds certainly would not miss this opportunity, and chopped at Nurgle's head with their greatswords:

"See, you rubbish? Your offspring are not worth mentioning at all. My Warmaster is the only one. I, Khorne, will really win this time! Hahaha! Awesome!"

Khorne no longer held back and used all his strength to attack Nurgle. Seeing his own god being so brave, the Khorne demons that had been hiding in advance suddenly ran out, and rushed towards the opposite side like they were taking stimulants. The great demon Angras who was mixed in with them even shouted slogans:

"Make the Warp great again. The light of the Blood God shines upon us."

"Great!! Loyal!!"

"Kill them."

"Don't let the Legion down."

Shouts, roars, blood and juice splashing everywhere turned this corner of the subspace into a completely chaotic battlefield. Countless demons died here every minute and every second, and its vacancies would be instantly filled by more demons.

After Hogg's arrival, the red-skinned lizards, whose imaginations were opened up through the Kara network, were no match for the unchanging conservatives of the Nurgle demons. Many suicide demons emerged, holding super-large-yield nuclear bombs and turning into kamikaze suicide squads.

As for the Flame, with Hogg's shocking blow, this Queen of Glory-class battleship was pierced through and turned into a wreck, and the unfortunate Vulkan turned into ashes the moment of contact, leaving only his head spared.

Those Chaos Cans that had been cheering before were torn into pieces by the violent psionic flashes. Except for a few lucky ones, the 11-second wide-area psionic impact made it impossible for them to save their lives. The Salamander Legion was completely dead in name only.

The psionic energy reserves were completely consumed, and the feeling of emptiness made Hogg feel uncomfortable, but he was still very satisfied with the effect. The subspace finally had its own big rift, and he had already opened a big eye on this bitch.

"I lost. What kind of power is this?"

Vulkan, with only a head left, lost his temper. Everything he had was completely destroyed here, and the powerful body that he had been entangled with and eventually rebelled against became a complete joke.

Picking up the black boiled egg, Hogg blew away the dust on it, patted the face of his fallen cousin and said:

"High-dimensional characteristics, boy!"

The immortal evil dragon Vulkan stopped thinking.

　There is another one, this one is a big seal. I'll find something to eat first. I have to go to the company in the afternoon to teach a 28-year-old lady who has connections. I'm so tired.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)