Chapter 542 I surrender.

"For the emperor" is not just a slogan, but also the absolute belief that these soldiers devote their whole lives to. Even when facing the terrifying behemoth that they cannot defeat at all, "For the emperor" can make these mortal soldiers fearless of life and death and rush towards all the enemies of the emperor.

But is this really the case?

Looking at the tiny mortal rushing towards him, Hogg didn't know what the Emperor would think after seeing this scene. The brave warriors who should have been conquering the galaxy and tearing apart the alien chaos were instead engaging in meaningless and endless internal consumption because of the greed of some insects.

The blazing plasma did not overheat, and under Hogg's influence, this weapon, which veterans rumored that only the most loyal could keep from overheating, fired continuously, giving every soldier a painless death.

The bulletproof armor was penetrated by the high-temperature plasma, and the piece of flesh and blood was completely melted away.

Death, destruction! On the battlefield filled with smoke, all this seemed so appropriate and abnormal. Hogg was thinking, thinking about this question that he could never understand, why did the empire become like this no matter which world it was in?
Without the help of an external brain, Hogg's brain did not allow him to think about this kind of philosophical question that could drive people crazy, but only urged him to move quickly:

"Loyalty, damn loyalty. Since you can't change the status quo and bring a future to mankind, then I, Hogg, will do it."

As the decomposition force field lit up, Hogg came into direct contact with the Titan group that rushed to him. With just one encounter, Hogg chopped up the divine machine in front of him, causing it to completely break down. The enemies could only watch as Hogg continued to slaughter other Titans.

The position's artillery fired a volley, but Hogg, who was covered by the fire, did not block it. Under the double protection of heavy armor and chitin shell, he was able to withstand even the battleship's cannon with his body, and then throw the giant shell weighing thousands of tons back in the opposite direction.

The 800-meter behemoth unit is an absolute force that can turn the tide of battle in any ground battlefield. Facing the fierce attack of the Titan Group, Hogg, who had full physical resistance, did not dodge or evade, allowing the shells to hit him, and walked towards the distant anti-aircraft turret at the frequency of one shell per claw.

The 13214 plasma muzzles extending from the body spewed out raging flames, and every time they fired, they could wipe out half a legion in an organized manner. No matter whether they were mortals or Space Marines, facing the ultra-high temperature plasma without heavy cover, they could only be turned into meaningless cold corpses.

The source of this plasma weapon, which is efficiently slaughtering Imperial soldiers, happens to be the Forge World of Ryza, which was excluded by the Martian Mechanicus.

Faced with this horrific natural disaster, old Karamazov was helpless. Even if he called for orbital bombardment, he would be blocked by the Second Empire fleet in orbit. Even if some ships broke out of the encirclement and dropped deadly sky fire, they would be detonated in mid-air by the scarlet beams fired by this monster. Even the cruisers in orbit would not be spared.

Seeing the soldiers who would be killed in large numbers if they rushed out of the bunker, even the cruel old Inquisitor was overwhelmed by the huge sense of powerlessness that surged in his heart and issued the order to retreat.

"I am the eleventh Primarch Hogmenethil. Surrender or die! I will give you the right to choose once again."

A huge roar came from afar, and every surviving soldier heard the sound. After the roar, the death plasma falling from the sky stopped instantly, as if urging them to make a choice.

The Angel of Bliss holding a giant weapon appeared again, and together with those ferocious Zerg, followed behind the Primarch named Hogg, looking at them with cold eyes.

Even in this situation, the Alicia Guards still did not collapse. Ten thousand years of brutal war had made them develop the quality of perseverance. They even picked up thermite bombs and prepared for a self-destructive charge.

Holding down the unknown captain who unscrewed the melta bomb, Karamazov put down the bolt pistol that he was supposed to use to execute deserters. It was meaningless in this battlefield. He casually gave the exquisite bolt pistol to the captain. The old Inquisitor, the only one who knew the inside story, shook his head, took his wide-brimmed hat and walked out of the trench alone. Under the reflection of the wreckage of the falling battleship in the sky, he walked towards the 11th son of the Emperor.

Facing the ferocious monster that towered into the sky, the old Inquisitor was not afraid. Even though he knew that the monster could blow him to death with just one breath, he still walked forward with steady steps and finally stood at Hogg's feet.

“I have never seen such a powerful force in my life. Even other princes cannot compare to it. Perhaps only the Divine Emperor can make you afraid!
So the question is, noble son of the God-Emperor, will you, like Guilliman did ten thousand years ago, bring pain to the Empire that has never healed for ten thousand years?"

Although he was just a tiny mortal, the old Inquisitor's aura was unmatched. His gradually aging body could not conceal his noble soul full of golden spirit. He asked the final question that had been buried deep in his heart since the battle began.

Even though he didn't know who this little guy was, but outside of his field of vision, Hogg could also see the figure standing behind him, especially the big, sanctimonious face, which was exactly the same as his own old Deng.

"Why, at the crucial moment you begin to hesitate again, my dear father!"

"You summoned us here to clean up the filth and revitalize the empire, didn't you? Now that you're at the table, there's no going back on your word. You can't cheat with me, and you don't have the chance to do so. Fortunately, you're not my biological father. Otherwise, if you were as nagging as me, I'd be in trouble."

The Emperor, who was communicating through the air with the help of the Inquisitor's perspective, paused for a moment. He knew that he was taking a gamble, just like the Great Crusade ten thousand years ago. But who knew that this bastard Hogg could create such a big scene, with half of the empire caught in the flames of war.

However, Witch Bacon is not Old Man Huang after all. Compared with that bastard who only knows physics education, Witch Bacon has made slight progress in emotional intelligence, or perhaps just a little bit.

"The Empire cannot afford too much bloodshed. It is time to put an end to all this. Go to Holy Terra. I will be waiting for you on the throne!"

Seeing that Old Deng was riddling again, Hogg was annoyed. He thought, we are almost at your doorstep, and you are still pretending to be cool here. It really is not unfair for you to sit on the toilet for ten thousand years.

"Well, if you have the guts, just wait here in Terra and I'll pin you to the ground and beat you up."

Before Hogg could finish his words, the golden light in front of him instantly disappeared, and the witchcraft bacon ran away again.

Your Highness, I am Karamazov, the Seventh Inquisitor of the Inquisition. I judge, I punish, and... I surrender..."

"..."

"Old man, don't tell me your name is Sevasta."

(End of this chapter)