Chapter 557: No fear! No regrets! No defeat!

As a great demon who was easily killed by the Emperor in the 30th century, the Sphinx was extremely unlucky. Not only could he not return to his home in the Warp to be resurrected, but he was also made into a sword by that terrifying golden giant.

Even though demons are not very sensitive to time, at least they still have normal thinking. Anyone who is hung on the wall and left there for ten thousand years will feel bored and tedious. After all, even Vulcan cannot tolerate cold violence.

During these ten thousand years of boring time, the Sphinx longed to be picked up again. He didn't care about the cursed person, as long as it was a living thing. If it could be stronger, it would be even better. After all, being strong is the eternal tradition of the devil.

But now, the Sphinx misses the days when it was hung on the wall. At least at that time, no one would force it to become a sword girl, or threaten it with sticking its sword into a cesspool.

Although demons, as entities in the subspace, have no gender distinction, there will be general changes depending on the camp the demon belongs to and even the destination of their souls.

For example, the red-skinned lizards of Khorne are mostly extremely muscular brutes. The possibility of some female demons with female appearance is not ruled out, but they are basically a group of brothers wielding giant weapons.

The Lord of Change is mostly dressed as a spellcaster. The noble wizard disdains close combat, and the Fatso of Nurgle can be recognized at a glance, and you can even tell by smelling him without even looking at him.

As for the Slaanesh demons who focus on glamour, compared to lust, the word "evil" is more important to them. The ultimate pleasure caused by emotions is the ultimate they pursue.

This is why the Space Marines are called E-Magic Army. Similar to the commonalities between demons and their own gods, the Astartes also inherited many characteristics of the Primarchs due to their different gene seeds.

But these have nothing to do with the Sphinx, because it is a chaotic demon without any divine boss to protect it. Simply put, there is no one above it.

To get involved in life, you have to rely on power, even for demons. The Sphinx Sword, which was directly named Frostmourne by Hogg, could only obey the wishes of the new boss and became a meaningless sword girl.

Looking at the sword girl who was covered in a layer of bone armor with only two scarlet eyes showing, and whose whole body exuded the word "cool", Hogg nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, since your predecessor has been broken, from now on, you will inherit the name of Frostmourne. Remember to change the flame burning on your body to blue. The name of Fire Joy does not suit me and it damages my style. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, Boss! I will live up to the Legion's training."

Seeing Hogg committing crimes in his own treasury, the Emperor could not help but speak:

"Hogg, stop your senseless evil taste. You haven't had a normal day since we merged. You are about to face that loser. Can you do it? If not, return your body to me."

As a man among men, a male among males, Hogg absolutely cannot admit that he is not good enough, so he summons his lackey Angras and asks the younger brother to take Big Sword to familiarize himself with the business of the Burning Legion.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Hogg, who had been so arrogant just now, immediately became flattering and asked the emperor:
"Godfather, there were so many people here just now. Your reputation is already ruined, so you don't care about your image. Please teach me how to use psychic energy. I can only make psychic sparks. This thing is not scientific!"

When it comes to shamelessness, the Emperor believes he has met a master. No wonder his other self said that Hogg was most like them. This is not just similarity, he is even more shameless than him.

The right arm that took over the upper torso, the Emperor's mind moved, and brilliant golden psychic energy lit up in his hand, illuminating the entire Emperor's Dream, bringing justice to the unfortunate creatures around that had strayed into the route.

Instead of fooling around with the business, Hogg, who had become one with the Emperor, carefully felt the subtle changes in this body, trying to copy the Emperor's cool move just now.

Hogg is not a fool. On the contrary, due to his own nature, Hogg's brain has an extremely fast computing speed. He can also mount external computing power through the mind network, making him a true humanoid supercomputer.

With this computing power, Hogg can expand himself instantly and integrate every piece of flesh and blood in battle. Even devouring a big demon will not affect the rhythm of the battle.

A large number of heretical creations in Blackwatch were created bit by bit by Hogg with this ability, which is the cornerstone of his scientific research ability.

But this ability that could be said to be half invincible no longer works now. Even though Hogg used the exhaustive method to record the biochemical reactions of every cell, he still couldn't figure out how this powerful psychic energy was released. He could only ask the Emperor to try again.

"do you understand?"

"No, do it again!"

"What about this time?"

"Still no, you yellow-skinned guy, are you doing this on purpose? Can't you go a little slower? You're a scientific researcher, you should control the variables, bastard."

"Shut up, are you useless? Isn't it easy to learn this? How can you be dumber than Ogrin?"

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This conversation lasted for nearly nine hours, and the Emperor rubbed the Holy Light more than 9 times, killing countless unfortunate Warp creatures. Like a flashlight, he cleared out a vacuum zone in the depths of the Warp.

Not to mention those unlucky demons, after more than 500 experiments, Hogg was really desperate. No matter how he studied, even if he used his body to completely simulate the entire process of the Emperor's spellcasting, he still couldn't produce such an effect. At most, he could only produce a small flame.

It even made Hogg wonder if he was really a fool. This was totally unscientific.

Seeing Hogg standing there helplessly and furiously, the Emperor could only release psychic flashes again and again, hoping that this bastard could understand the true meaning of psychic power.

Hogg still hadn't learned it, but just when he decided to give up, a dog head popped out from the corner. It was Leman Russ who was brought into the Emperor's Dream.

Although he had turned into a husky, Leman Russ was a genuine psychic master. He saw Hogg's problem at a glance and gave him some pointers:
"How could you come up with the idea of ​​looking for science in psychic energy? Psychic energy is the product of idealistic power and relies on thoughts. Only after you truly mobilize psychic energy can you use this power to create your own miracles."

Leman Russ's words made sense, but Hogg still couldn't understand what a product of idealism was. Even if psychic power was indeed a fact, he had already denied the existence of psychic power in his heart. Although this was a dead end, the materials used in the small workshop were very powerful. Since psychic power was a product of idealism, Hogg decided to change his mindset and stop thinking about psychic power.

With years of experience in colluding with aliens, Hogg is very familiar with the orcs' power of thought. Isn't this thing just fantasy? With the Emperor as his psychic battery, he can completely reproduce the power of thought as long as he gets the code right.

As for the rest, leave it to the magical psychic power. If you fail, you will be a waste of the Emperor.

With this thought in mind, Hogg suddenly became clear-headed. He no longer thought about manipulating psychic power. He closed his eyes and began to brainstorm using his spiritual wisdom.

Raising his left hand, Hogg calmed down and imagined in his inner world that he was holding a giant flash bomb in his hand. It would be best if it had a cool shape and was large in size, able to emit dazzling light, and preferably grape flavored.

As Hogg was thinking, a ball of light actually appeared in his palm, and it continued to expand rapidly under the supply of the Emperor's psychic energy, and eventually filled the entire treasury. The most amazing thing was that as the ball of light appeared, a grape scent filled the entire Emperor's Fantasy.

Opening his eyes again, Hogg looked at the giant ball of light in his hand and smiled with satisfaction. He took out a can of Sanniu with added ingredients, opened it, and handed it to the dog brother beside him:
"Ruth, you are such a good dog! See, you yellow-skinned guy? You are not even as good as a dog. How come I learned how to use psychic power just by Ruth's words? You are such a loser."

The emperor who was scolded was speechless. Because of the fusion of his body, whenever he saw Hogg's memory, he would be contaminated by the sand sculpture virus in it and move forward in the direction of Old Man Huang.

Seeing that Hogg really used his psychic powers in a way that was not psychic at all, the Emperor's three views began to change a little. He wondered if his education level was really that bad.
"Take away the word 'can't'. Your education level is really that poor. You can't even compare to the giant shark king next door."

As an immortal throughout human history, the Emperor has also read various comics and novels. Even in the 3K era, he was still a heavy otaku of the second dimension. He knew what the giant shark Abo was and immediately cursed:
"You're talking nonsense. My education level is indeed a little bit lower, but you have no right to criticize me. Don't forget that we are now integrated together. What kind of character do those Primarchs you educated have? Do I need to tell you?"

Hearing the two sudden quarrels, Leman Russ, who was eating Sanniu canned food crazily, widened his eyes, licked the beef stuck on the bucket of his mouth with his tongue, and smoothly took out a Rick brand traditional cigarette from the cloth bag on his chest.

Blowing out two smoke rings from his nose, Leman Russ smacked his lips, then squatted in the corner and eavesdropped on the two men's gossip.

Ruth thought that his father's brain had indeed become dull after merging with this weird cousin, but it was also good this way. After all, being able to hear these explosive news was worth it even if it meant turning him into a dog for the rest of his life!

Just as he was listening, Leman Russ realized why it was so hot around him.

"Fuck it, you two stop arguing and quickly disperse that ball of light in your hand. It's still getting bigger and is about to explode."

(▼益▼)(*￣m￣)!

Hearing the barking of Leman Russ, two expressions appeared on the Emperor's beautiful face at the right time. On the left was the puzzled Hogg, and on the right was the confused Neos. Like a cross-eyed cock, the two eyeballs came together and looked at the giant ball of light in his left hand.

"You bastard, quickly withdraw that spiritual energy!"

"What psychic power? I don't have it at all. Have you ever seen a flashbang that can be put back after the safety is turned off? It won't explode..."

"boom!!"

Before Hogg could finish his words, a dazzling golden flash suddenly broke out, causing a huge wave in the Eye of Terror. As long as one was not afraid of death, one could even see this astronomical phenomenon with the naked eye on the surface of Cadia.

As the first victim, Leman Russ, facing the psychic flash, cried with his head in his hands, tears gushing out of his two dog eyes. He covered his eyes and barked:

"Woof! My eyes, you are torturing the dog."

And Leman Russ was not the only victim. As Hogg had no experience in manipulating psychic energy, and the Emperor's psychic energy was too strong, before the coalition forces could enter the Annihilation Demon Realm, their formation was destroyed by the giant flash and they fell downwards.

But fortunately, that idiot Curze did not lie. He did lead the coalition forces into Tzeentch's hometown, but unlike the original plan, they fell in.

After discovering that he had severely damaged his friendly forces, Hogg immediately wanted to remedy the situation. He closed his eyes and began to think frantically:
"I thought I was invincible, I thought I was invincible!"

At the same time, looking at the fleet of warships rushing towards him in the sky, the half of Leman Russ trapped in the Crystal Maze was devastated, but even more devastated than him was Lion Johnson, who served as the administrator of the Great Library.

As the first Primarch to be deceived, Jonson has been hiding in the library since the Heresy, guarding all the little secrets of the world.

Seeing someone trying to explore his little secret, Zhuang Sen immediately rushed out, wanting to see which blind bastard dared to come over. Where is Jianqi? How can you be a god like you? You don't even know that your hometown has been stolen?

But when Zhuang Sen rushed out of the library and saw the golden giant as big as the battle moon suddenly appeared in the sky, he shrank back in an instant, especially when the golden giant caught the warship falling from the sky with his hands and let out a creepy laugh, Zhuang Sen no longer cared about his little secret.

"It's over, the Emperor is coming to kill me!"

Putting aside Zhuang Sen's psychological activities, Hogg, who had transformed into a giant psychic combat weapon through self-hypnosis, felt that he was really invincible. The evil gods of the subspace were nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs in front of this invincible power:
"No fear! No regrets! No defeat!
"Gua——With such a powerful force, none of you will survive. Kill them all! Hahahaha, awesome!"

Listening to this typical villain's speech, Zhuang Sen silently closed the door of the library, sat down on the ground, and swallowed silently:

"Something is wrong. Nine out of ten things are wrong. That is definitely not the Emperor. Tzeentch, please come back soon."

　Today's mission is completed

　　
　
(End of this chapter)