Chapter 532: Sun King Guilliman
With the blessing of the Blood God and glowing red, the Second Empire Fleet returned to the physical world, ready to digest the gains of this battle.

Since Macragge did not have a forge world comparable to Mars, the Glorious Queen-class battleships like the Flame could not be repaired at all. Hogg, the only one capable of repairing it himself, stated that the battleship must be returned to the factory for an overhaul after seeing the damage to the entire battleship.

"After all, Star Gods are also from the physical world. I am not some kind of evil god in the warp. I can create things in the void with my power of thought, but I still have to abide by the laws of physics. If I have that much time, I might as well send him back to his hometown and return him to the factory. It would be much faster than for me to work alone there."

As the Dark Portal opened again, the Flame disappeared into the gate, and several Primarchs left to continue their previously assigned tasks.

Those who should be beaten were beaten, and those who should farm were farmed. Even Koze and Angron established the Second Imperial Tribunal to deal with those local governors who obeyed orders but not announcements. As for how to deal with them, of course, they used the most authentic Imperial method of eleven strokes to kill them.

As he had served as the Regent of the Empire for a period of time before, Angron had extensive experience in assassination. Together with Curze, an expert in legal interrogation, they formed a truly powerful alliance.

With Guilliman's administrative ability, Dorn's infrastructure speed, Coz'angron's regulatory judgment, Omega's intelligence network, and the angels who have stayed in their hometown to preach and brainwash, the Second Empire can be said to be a true gathering of the best minds. That kind of vitality, like the state of all things blooming, is much stronger than the corrupt Human Empire.

The Legion of Bliss Angels, which had previously been used as cannon fodder, now fills the only gap in the Second Empire's lack of personnel. The brain worm core hidden inside their bodies can ensure their loyalty to Hogg, the master control terminal.

In order to facilitate the circulation of resources, Hogg also called his teacher Candice over to build a second Dark Gate here, making Holy Titana the second transportation hub.

As time slowly passed, the Second Empire, with the support of an entire world behind it, developed rapidly, and filled the entire Far East with Nira terminals and star gates, completely occupying a corner of the Extreme Star Field.

Unlike the hopeless situation of the Empire, with the dual guarantees of the Kara network and stargate transportation, through the planned economy, the living standards of the residents of the Second Empire have rapidly improved, especially the lower-class residents who have been neglected.

Don’t talk about insufficient productivity. Humans who inherited the legacy of the dark technological age can always come up with something new. The only things that restrict human development are communications, transportation, and that crappy medieval system.

As for the problem of official corruption, these bugs will always appear at any time. Perhaps they are equally loyal, but their lack of ability is the fundamental problem, and what awaits them is the extremely advanced bottom-eleven elimination kill.

Don't think that eleven kills are a bad thing. For the Human Empire, eleven kills are already extremely advanced. In order to take care of the planetary governor here, Angron even lowered the kill standard to a level. As long as the task indicators are completed, the fate of being killed can be avoided.

As for those planetary governors who frantically pursue indicators and choose to waste people's money and make their residents miserable, Angron has no control over them and does not want to control them, but they will face a comprehensive review by Curze and will eventually be shot on the spot in a nationwide live broadcast.

"Dear residents of the Second Empire, there are 30 people on today's death list, and without exception, they are all once noble planetary governors. Family members! Take out your voting devices and support every executioner to share the Death Lotto prize money sponsored by Blackwatch!"

"Oh my god, among the people presiding over the execution this time is our great Lord of the Night - His Highness Koze. I'm sorry for my wallet, I must show my loyalty to him!"

Looking at the host who was almost going crazy in the terminal, Hogg smiled with satisfaction. With such a grand occasion ahead, the Second Empire would surely clear all obstacles and become the true orthodoxy of mankind.

Hogg took the huge pork elbow from the maid and drank the iced cola beside him. He started his daily nutritious breakfast and said to Aisha, who was standing restlessly in a revealing maid outfit:
"Well, your cooking skills are already 70% of Emilia's. Keep up the good work. If you satisfy me, I will allow you to meet those long-eared people." Looking at the horrible monster in front of her with its bloody mouth wide open, swallowing flesh and bones together, Aisha was scared to death, especially since she was an elf god and could clearly see the true nature under Hogg's skin. She didn't even dare to think of escaping, for fear that she would be torn into pieces and swallowed like the pork elbow.

"Your Highness, can you let me change my clothes? This dress is so embarrassing! Especially with all the painful 2D pictures printed on it. I have to save my dignity."

"Wow! You even know about the 2D painful pictures. It seems like you've been slacking off recently. Why are you not satisfied? This is made by my dear Fourth Captain, especially for you. You should be grateful."

"But Your Highness, I really can't repay this favor!"

Since Blackwatch does not keep idle people, Omega, who was originally Hogg's secretary, went to develop the intelligence network. Hogg specially found a job for Aisha as a maid serving tea and water, and asked her to repay the huge amount of money owed for her rescue.

As for the amount of the debt, according to the plan proposed by Hogg, with Elsa's current salary level, she only needs to work for 13,000 years to repay all debts and become truly free.

As for whether Elsa agreed or not, personally, Elsa agreed very much. Although the fat dog did not restrict her and let her move freely in the garden, she really couldn't stand Nurgle's twisted kindness. After all, who would like a horrible evil god who feeds her with Oreo soup every day?

On the other hand, on Blackwatch's side, although Hogg usually does not behave like a human being, not only does he order her around and does not treat her like a god at all, he also always asks her to do strange things, but at least he is still a normal person.

Looking at the Goddess of Life with a cowardly look on her face in front of him, Hogg believed that she would be able to get along well with Gotha. He even suspected that when creating the Eldar gods, Slan had borrowed from the dog-men, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why the Goddess of Life and the dog were so compatible.

After having a good meal and a few drinks, and after a burp filled with strong radiation, a confused Guilliman was brought into the venue by Omega. Accompanying him was a group of bald guys holding professional camera equipment who followed behind Omega.

Pulling his good brother to sit on the sofa, Hogg, who felt that he was not doing well, messed up Aisha's hair again, asked her to change into a blue home clothes with a toilet seat logo, and finally pressed her on the sofa, leaving Guilliman confused:
"Hogg, didn't you say you had something important to discuss? Why are you letting me sit here with this pointy-eared guy?"

Hogg didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand to help his good brother adjust the angle, and said:
"My dear brother, I'm sorry for the revival of the Second Empire!"

"What? What's wrong? Don't scare me."

Before Guilliman could react, a few photos with strange styles were taken with a series of clicking sounds. Then Hogg took the photos and instantly got into the role. Without any deliberate performance, he showed the expression of a lackey to the fullest, and shouted arrogantly to the camera that was already on:
"Listen to me, you pointed ears. Your goddess of life is in our hands. Come and redeem her quickly, or my elder brother Guilliman will let the Eldar give birth to a son of God!"

　There is another one

　　
　
(End of this chapter)