Chapter 493 Only War is Eternal
Working is impossible, it will be impossible in this life.

If Hogg were to give up his suicidal ambitions, it would be like Che Guevara not picking up the battery but opening his own shop and losing everything. It is unscientific no matter how you look at it.

Seeing Witch Bacon leave, Hogg and the Angel started their suicidal plan again, but this time they learned their lesson and only chose to produce in the appearance of the other primarchs, instead of being stubborn and using the yellow skin. After all, Hogg could withstand it, but Sanguinius couldn't. Now he had a bruised face and nose, and couldn't open one eye.

Based on the principles of cost-effectiveness and efficiency, Hogg and Sanguinius used the general-purpose Elysian Angel Maker to produce high-end doll robots, and Guilliman used scraps to produce small cans.

In fact, in terms of quality, these so-called knockoffs are not much different from the originals. After all, Hogg is a star god, the official Messiah of Ohm. It's just a doll-making machine. A kryptonian dog eye can understand the manufacturing principle. In a word, tribute! All of them are tributes.

After creating Rogdorn, Conrad Zizi, and even Pepe, the long black hair that Hogg was proud of, Hogg began to enter the advanced state of laziness. He simply let these angels of bliss that were fused by brain worms produce and sell themselves, while he and the angels went to fish in peace.

In order to make this mission comfortable, Hogg brought everything he could think of. Not only did he bring an entire arsenal, he also humanely prepared a warehouse for himself with fruits, vegetables, and meat, and even a container of canned Sanniu food.

With the sweet and greasy exhaust fumes from the hive, Hogg and the angel found a clean place and started making hot pot. As the fresh vegetables and various meat slices were put into the pot, the smell in the air became even worse.

Seeing Hogg eating happily, the archangel who was unwilling to endure the exhaust gas said helplessly: "Brother, you can actually eat in this environment, don't you feel sick when you smell the poisonous gas?"

"Disgusting? Why should I be disgusted? My hometown was originally in the Hive City. The environment in Alicia was much worse than here. Otherwise, why are Alicia people so resistant to poison? Isn't it because they have been trained since childhood?"

"I even did an experiment on criminals back then. If a person is shot at from a young age, first with an automatic rifle, then with a bolter, and finally with heavy bolter and plasma, will he be invulnerable to swords and guns when he grows up?"

"And then?" Although he still believed that Hogg was mentally ill, the angel also wanted to know the result of this so-called adaptive training, so he just stuck his head out to listen.

Seeing that the angel actually wanted to know the result, Hogg showed a disdainful expression, pointed at him as if he was a fool and replied:
"Are you stupid? How can an ordinary human bear heavy bombs and plasma with his body? I just want to find a random excuse to deal with the criminals. You really should check your brain, brother."

The most painful thing in the world is not being called an idiot, but being despised by the most idiotic person. After knowing that he was fooled, the angel felt terrible and squatted there and started to sulk.

Hogg couldn't let such a good and scheming partner get away, so he quickly distorted the physical parameters around him to make the poison gas avoid the two of them and condense into solid crystals in the corner.

Seeing that the angel was still there with a stern face, Hogg took out a box of blue meat slices with great reluctance, and invited the angel to come over to enjoy it, preparing to use this thing to apologize to him.

Originally, Sanguinius didn't want to come over, but when he saw the box of blue meat slices, he immediately drooled and ran over happily.

"Hogg, you bastard, you actually stole from the company. I knew you were not a good person. Where did this box of Titanium Meat Slices come from?"

It's no wonder that the Archangel was so surprised, because the Human Empire has formed an alliance with the Tau, and the delicious trend caused by the Black Watch ten thousand years ago has been directly cut off. Even the Primarch can't eat meat blatantly. After all, how can you eat your friends?
Hogg was naturally unwilling to admit this slander, and pointed at the crystal-clear meat slices tumbling in the pot and explained:

"Asking questions knowingly!"

"But don't talk nonsense. Since returning to the Empire, I have given up eating Tau people. This thing is the Tau fish that we raise in Black Watch. Although it is essentially the ancestor of Tau people, the taste is basically the same. You can eat it with confidence."

As for the angel, even though it looks kind and friendly, that is only to humans. In fact, he is also an extreme racist in nature. Hogg's explanation is totally unnecessary. He just wants to eat meat now.

After swallowing a few pieces of delicious meat, the stomach that was previously damaged by the Magnus Fruit finally felt better. Seeing that the baby army had begun to produce steadily, the angel asked the question he had been thinking about:

"Hogg, that witch bacon is so roundabout in his words that it's as if he didn't say anything. He didn't tell us any valuable information. What should we do next? We can't just rush in with a large force."

Saint-Gilius' idea makes sense. Even though Hogg is not afraid of anyone in the physical universe (except the yellow-skinned man), he can't blow up the whole world by himself. If he really has that strength, Hogg would have directly changed his name to the God of Magnetic Field, and he wouldn't have let that little slut still jump around outside.

"Brother, you don't know that because of my existence, our timeline has been distorted and changed. Maybe you also know my true origins. Wanderers from outside the domain are not native to our world."

"According to a close friend of mine from my hometown, our timeline is pretty good. In terms of style, the Speaker Universe is no less impressive than other planes. Even the evil gods are not that crazy, and Old Man Huang is even more regular. Aside from being as dark and cruel as ever, it can be called a garden world among the planes."

Even though it was not stated explicitly, most of the other Primarchs knew something about Hogg. Regardless of whether he was a native or not, over the years, the Primarchs had regarded Hogg as their good brother. If anyone dared to bring this up, they would be the first one to not let that person off.

Taking advantage of the moment of free time, driven by curiosity, the Archangel also wanted to learn from Hogg about the appearance of other timelines.

Unable to bear the sight of Sanguinius staring at him with wide eyes, and then quietly putting all the meat slices into his own bowl, Hogg recalled:

"As far as I know, if we use the normal level of darkness and cruelty as zero, our world should be -1. If we go up, there are indeed several special timelines. There are half of the original bodies that rebelled, half of them were loyal, all of them were loyal to the old man Huang, and there were even all the original bodies that changed their genders and fought for the love of the old man Huang. Among them, the second brother is the most changeable, either a domineering man or a bad woman.

But the two most famous ones are the so-called Guilliman Heresy."

Upon hearing about Guilliman's rebellion, and that there were two of them, Sanguinius suddenly stopped feeling sleepy and hurriedly urged Hogg to continue.

After quietly putting the food from the pot into the bowl again, Master Huo continued his explanation:

"In the so-called Guilliman Heresy, Old Thirteen replaced Horus, and he ruled the 13 worlds of Ultramar. His farming ability was the strongest among all our brothers, and he directly brought down the Imperium of Man. Your endless sons and grandsons have beaten you so hard that you can't take care of yourselves.

The most interesting thing is that Luojia, who doesn’t look like a good person and is completely a cult leader, has become the messenger of the Golden Words.

And he wasn't the unlucky guy who followed behind me, who could only use words to bewitch other strong men, but was knocked down by two hammers of Horus and embarked on the path of no return of the summoner.

The Golden Words Envoy Lorjia is the real tough guy. With one man and one hammer, he managed to kill six great demons at the same time, and almost killed Slaanesh on the spot. He was just one step away from achieving the amazing feat of killing a god alone. He is not inferior to me in might and dominance. "

"Also, the rebel primarchs and loyalists over there are very interesting. All the members of the Filial Son Alliance are loyal, highlighting the good sons of their fathers, while you, the group with higher moral standards, have all become rebels without exception.

My dear Pepe was blown up by Dorn's punch, leaving only his head which was put into the Dreadnought, becoming the first Primarch of the Dreadnought."

After listening to Hogg's explanation, the archangel felt something was wrong. Although the rebellion was not absolute, he didn't know what the reason was.

Perhaps he saw his brother's doubts, after quietly transferring the remaining noodles from the pot into the bowl, Hogg expressed his long-held belief:

“Although the world is uneven, the only thing they have in common is the Emperor. He is still the same despicable person, but the degree of his despicability varies.

Remember the ring on Horus's hand? This damn thing is like a curse. Anyone who wears the ring will become a complete father-obsessed person.

And I won't say 100%, but at least there is a 99% chance of becoming a Warmaster. And you also know the price of becoming a Warmaster. You will definitely be poisoned by the evil god and your mouth will be crooked and your eyes will be squinting, turning you into a hot weapon that can only make a few noises.

And you know what’s most important?”

"What?"

"Stupid man, I've been talking for so long, don't you understand? Because there is no one in other worlds as powerful as me, a powerful boy who is known as the number one in the Chain of Power!"

The angel thought to himself, you bastard, you have been waiting for me here. However, after thinking carefully, Sanguinius found that it was just as Hogg said, there was no unlucky thing like Hogg in these sad worlds. Could it be that the prerequisite for stability and improvement is to become a fool?

After listening to Hogg's explanation, the archangel finally understood one thing, that is, the emperor is the root of all evil, and everything is the yellow-skinned man's fault.

The angel, with a burning gossipy heart, was very satisfied. He picked up the chopsticks and wanted to take a piece of meat to taste it. He thought that it was because he was too focused just now. After such a long time, the meat slices became old.

But no matter how hard the archangel searched, there was not a single piece of meat in the hot pot, even the vegetables he had just put in there were gone.

He quickly stuffed the pot and the soup into his mouth. Before the angel could speak, Hogg pointed to the huge and white Elysian Angels Legion in front of him, which were ready to go and loaded with guns and ammunition. He said:

"So my plan is to go to Macragge first. If Guilliman becomes a black can, I will make him unable to take care of himself, so that he knows what it means to have a big brother's love."

"What if Guilliman is a good man?"

After saying this, even the angel himself laughed, and Hogg laughed so hard that his chest was sticking to his back. The power of the star god burst out on the spot and directly broke through the wall of the nest city next to him.

Under the first ray of sunlight, the poison gas that had condensed into crystals exploded instantly, and Hogg roared at the group of Chaos Space Marines outside:
"Bad kids! Lord Hogg is here to teach you a lesson. I want to let you know what true cruelty is!"

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(End of this chapter)