Chapter 551 The Emperor Wants to Stand Up

"Ahhh, you bastard, let me go now!"

No matter whether the person in front of you is the human emperor or not, being caught by a skeleton with an extremely ugly appearance and not a pound of good meat on his body is always a very terrifying thing.

Hogg immediately began to struggle, trying to get away from this ill-intentioned piece of witchcraft bacon, but the Emperor, who had been preparing for this for so long, would not let him do as he wished. He simply pressed Hogg's shoulders with his two bony hands and held him in his arms.

If it were in a normal family, judging by the height, this would be a perfect scene of a father hugging his grown-up son, but in the original family, it doesn't seem like a good thing at all.

The captured Hogg wanted to transform and escape, but no matter how he moved, the blazing golden psychic flames had already enveloped him and the Emperor.

Seeing Big Brother being captured, the Filial Sons Alliance rushed forward with their weapons drawn, vowing to fight this rebellious father. But before they could get to him, three golden lights shot out and knocked the three of them to their knees, unable to get up again.

The fact that the Primarch was controlled with just one move fully proves that the Emperor was just pretending before and was an even more despicable person than Old Man Huang.

Guilliman and Dorn were stunned when they saw this scene. Didn't they say that Daddy was going to die soon? Could it be that he had been deceiving us all along?

"Nonsense, can't you two idiots see it? You might as well believe that I, Koz, am the Emperor of Bath, and I can provide fried chicken and Coke combos to all humans every Thursday. Come and help!"

However, the Emperor had already anticipated this. Guilliman and Dorn, who were kneeling on the ground, could not get up at all. The same golden psychic chains bound them to the ground. They could only watch and stare at Hogg.

In terms of physical strength, neither of the two emperors could defeat Hogg alone, but when combined with that terrifying psychic power, Hogg's seniority was greatly reduced and he was beaten like a grandson.

If you say that psionic energy is the natural counter to psychic energy, it depends on who the opponent is! The Emperor is a bug.

The dry bones that seemed to be easily shattered were actually stronger than any known material. No matter how hard Hogg struggled, he could not break free from the skeleton. The burning golden flames also forced him to release his psionic energy to fight back.

"That's the feeling! Use all your strength now. I can feel my toes already."

The emperor, who was hit by the high-purity psionic energy, turned purple, his bones trembled wildly, and he uttered some incomprehensible nonsense, increasing the intensity of the extraction of psionic energy.

"Fuck you, you thought I was a power bank, didn't you? How dare you trick me? Let's talk it over nicely!"

Hogg felt very uncomfortable after his psionic energy was extracted, but what made him even more angry was the bastard Emperor. No matter what, no matter how despicable Old Man Huang was, he should have discussed it with himself before trying to trick him. Unlike this bastard, he actually pretended to be pitiful and sinister.

"Quack! Yellow-skinned guy, I'm going to fight you."

Hogg was trapped in the bone cage and couldn't escape, but that didn't stop him from twisting his body, holding the emperor in reverse, and crashing into the golden throne below.

The throne left over from the dark technological era was extremely solid, but after Hogg's repeated impacts, cracks began to appear on it, and it looked like it was about to collapse.

The psionic energy containing Hogg's endless stupid energy poured into his body, burning the faith of mankind while distorting the Emperor's power, gradually turning him into the shape of Hogg. But at this moment, the Emperor could no longer care about so much. Under the prayers of the human empire for thousands of years, he had been pushed to the brink of collapse without any backup means. Even if he was turned into an idiot by the psionic energy, he would never let go.

"Let me go now. If you don't stop, you will suffer the consequences."

"No, I won't let you go even if I die! What's wrong with sucking some of your energy? You won't die. If you have the guts, kill me. At worst, we'll be done for together."

The Emperor was right. Hogg would not die after his energy was drained, but he would feel pain! It was just like attending a rally. Is it the same if you want to go or if your boss forces you to go?

There was no way to go up to heaven, and no way to go down to earth. His psionic energy reserves were still rapidly decreasing. Seeing that they were already half gone, Hogg could only continue to bang his head against the throne, trying to force the emperor to surrender.

But no matter which world, just like that piece of blue software garbage, every emperor is a gambler, and the type who never repents.

As the crack grew bigger and bigger, Hogg dared not move, but the emperor's grandson slapped the throne, breaking the last balance.

The golden throne that had been in place for ten thousand years finally shattered, and along with it, the nerves of other people were also shattered. At the same time, the share of spiritual energy that had been extracted by the throne was also transferred to Hogg.

Without the constraints of the throne, the Emperor's power once again reached a new level. The originally dark golden flame turned into dark black, foreshadowing a bad result.

"Fuck, Ah Huang, are you serious?"

"Nonsense, do you think I'm joking with you? Don't let go, or we'll all be finished. I can't suppress that adult's power anymore."

As the two men rolled down from the throne, the offensive and defensive situation changed instantly. The emperor let go of his hand, but Hogg did not dare to let go.

No one knows what the consequences will be after letting go. In case the real Diablo appears, Hogg can't guarantee that he can escape. He can only desperately mobilize his own psionic energy and pour it into the emperor who has given up struggling.

The Emperor won the bet, and he did make Hogg work for him in vain, but the situation was heading in a bad direction. Simply put, Hogg was running out of power.

The Emperor patted Hogg's butt and told him not to be lazy, which directly led to Hogg's scolding:
"Still slacking off? Slaanesh knows to let me take a break every 1000 years. Are you awake?

In just half an hour, Guilliman and Dorn went from sadness to joy, as if their worldviews had been re-examined. They had never imagined that the Emperor was such a despicable person, and what was so skillful about him? Could it be that what Hogg said before was true, the Emperor...

Seeing that the psionic energy was exhausted and the Emperor was still in an attitude of "you can do whatever you want", Hogg could only increase the stakes again and consume flesh and blood to neutralize it.

At the stage of a desperate fight, Hogg could no longer maintain his body shape. Countless tentacles burst out from his body, along with claws, fangs, and even eyeballs all over his body. A huge amount of mental pollution erupted in Holy Terra. He could only shout at Blackwatch in the mental network:

"Run, your dad is going to explode!"

(End of this chapter)