Chapter 581 Dog man, danger!

Upon hearing that Hogg was leaving, all the Primarchs fell silent. Although Hogg was usually more anthropomorphic and liked to beat them for fun, everyone still felt reluctant to let him go when they heard this.

They ignored the imperial high-ranking officials who were still waiting outside. They had already been standing there for a week, and no one would die if they stood a few more days. Good brothers were more important.

Waving away everyone, the emperor sighed. What was to come would eventually come. He had foreseen this day long ago, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Leading all his heirs, the emperor brought them to a small room. The walls were not painted in gold, which was ubiquitous in the palace. It looked like an ordinary home, and there was a crude wall clock that made a clicking sound as the gears turned.

Opening the refrigerator, Malcador smoothly handed each Primarch a drink, including Horus' favorite black tea, Perturabo's favorite Reka coffee, Dorn's lemonade, the wine loved by Phoenix and Angel, Magnus's milk tea with triple sugar, and of course, a bottle of Nuka-Cola sealed in a lead box.

Each Primarch received a cup of their favorite drink, and as a few pure Reik cigarettes were lit, the Emperor spoke:

"Are you really not going to stay a little longer? You know I am also your father. The empire is already changing. Soon we will be able to..."

"I know." Interrupting the Emperor's attempt to retain him, Hogg continued:

“Every time I travel, I always have some regrets, such as the fall of the Dogman Empire, the death of my best friend, and the apprentice’s ten thousand years of waiting. Even though history has become inevitable, I still don’t like that feeling.

But the experience of the past thirty years is different. It is no longer a passing cloud, no longer a regret that ended halfway. Just like you said, they and I are half brothers, and you are my cheap husband.

But the journey will end one day, my world is still waiting for me. I am no longer the carefree wanderer outside the domain. I am Hogg Menethil, the Primarch of the Blackwatch, the most powerful Lord of Black Light in the galaxy, the true adoptive father of Old Man Huang, and his proudest son.

That's right, I am the proudest offspring, and Horus is a bully. Of course, I'm not talking about you, baldy. I have to go back and take a look.

Alicia's system has been proven to be feasible. You can learn from my experience and cross the river. In this dark galaxy, mankind will surely be revived.

The Kara Network is necessary, because at the beginning of the design, I took into account the factor of reverse erosion of chaos, but the laying of the star gate needs to be postponed. It involves too many forces, and safety is the most important thing.

The Star Language Hall cannot be abolished, and the group with three eyes can be marginalized, but we must be careful about the backlash. You can rest assured about the Mechanical Church, they will not cause trouble with me around, but how to continue the cooperation still depends on you.

Don't blindly pursue immediate interests. We are the Primarchs! If nothing else, as long as we live long enough, we can completely change the Imperial ideology over time and once again become physical men who believe in the Imperial truth."

Listening to Hogg's tone as if he was giving instructions for his last wishes, an inexplicable sadness filled the room, but Hogg's instructions were not over yet. Although he would sometimes make a few sarcastic remarks to them out of the blue, no one interrupted them. Everyone was absorbing this final parting gift.

"The surge in psychics is inevitable, and the truth cannot be completely covered up. You don't need to sit on the toilet any longer, but the suppression of this body cannot last forever. Remember to go to Alicia's Psionic Eye to recharge when you have nothing to do.

As for those psykers, I believe Magnus and Leman Russ will handle them. You have to trust them, and I will provide you with a variant of the Exorcist from the Necrons so that you can manage them better.

The Nikaea Conference was a mistake. The power of psykers must be used by the Empire. Of course, if there is a problem, they will all be killed. It is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go. I don't need to tell you that you will kill faster than anyone else."

The emperor who was criticized shrugged and said, "Don't worry about this. Our empire is definitely an expert in civil war, no matter what else it is."

A family chat lasted for three days. The most rebellious Primarch became the head of the family, teaching a group of big guys how to manage the empire. Hogg did not hold back and said everything he could say. He also conceived a set of proven paths for each Primarch, earning him enough favor.

Of course, pretending to be a serious person for three days was already Hogg's limit. In the end, he could not avoid promoting his own local specialties. After making a profit of only three times the price, he received unanimous gratitude from all his brothers.

The palace gate opened, and the Emperor and all the Primarchs reappeared in front of everyone, issuing the latest reform orders for the Empire. While some were happy and some were worried, he suddenly pulled Hogg out:
"As the Lord of Mankind, I declare that my eleventh son, Hog Menethil, shall be the Lord of the Black Light, one of the two gods of the state religion. All those under the double eagle flag of the Empire shall be followers of the Black Light, and shall be known as the Messiah of Om, and shall also be the First-Class Casting General of Mars."

The sudden coronation caught everyone off guard. The first to cheer were the oil men in red robes. They finally got a tangible Ohm Messiah. As for the idiot under Mars who couldn't even speak clearly, I didn't believe him anymore.

Also cheering were the small traveling merchants and ronin, the new military elites who had been promoted on the front line in the past thirty years, and the forgotten but ever-existing demi-humans of the empire.

To them, the Lord of Black Light is the real boss. With this big brother around, they no longer have to be ostracized and the old man can earn gold coins.

The old nobles who knew Alicia's characteristics were terrified, but they did not dare to show any dissatisfaction. They could only fill in the numbers and pretend to be proud of it, thinking that there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

But loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyal. Sometimes even thinking about it in your heart is not enough.

He turned his head and glanced at Angron. After the other nodded in confirmation, the Emperor had already put these dissatisfied people on the kill list. Damn it, I really gave you face, but you were not satisfied with the reward I gave to Haodaer. Eleven strokes to kill is still too merciful. I will let you commit suicide by shooting yourself in the back the next day.

He raised his eyebrows and gave Zhuang Sen a look that said "you know what I mean". Zhuang Sen also made a nine gesture in a corner where no one could see, telling the Emperor that he had at least nine ways to make these people loyal to him.

Five days later, in front of Alicia's Dark Gate, Hogg handed over everything. Under Cordelia's firm gaze, Hogg led a group of corgis to the Primarch next to him:
"Well, it's not like we won't see each other again in the future. If you have time, go through the Dark Portal and come over there to play with me. As for the Yellow Skin, since you can't go over there, I will also find time to come over so you can fulfill your filial duty. Come on, one for each of you. This is our Blackwatch's exclusive mount and you can't buy it anywhere else."

Including Malcador, a total of 21 giant flying corgis of the size suitable for the Primarch were sent out by Hogg, and each legion also harvested some puppies for breeding.

The good brothers also gave their own unique little gifts, among which Khan's was the most special. I don't know if he was crazy because of racing, but he actually gave a Dark Eldar with pointed ears and named her Evelyne.

Fortunately, it was Lilith Megatron who approached Guilliman, otherwise this would be an ethical issue. Hogg immediately said that his good brother would invite him to experience the Succubus Pavilion in the future, which attracted a group of Primarchs to sign up, and Pitu Labo was the most enthusiastic. Hogg even doubted whether Pepe had a problem, and expressed deep sympathy to Rogal Dorn next to him, hoping that his good brother would put family affection first.

The Emperor also brought a gift, which was much more normal than the Khan's Eldar girl. It was a metal box that glowed with a faint green light, and Hogg recognized it. It was the dimensional puzzle box that Old Man Huang had just found containing the Void Dragon fragments.

Looking at the slightly weathered yellow leather, Hogg knew what was inside without opening it. The Emperor also explained:

"There is half a fragment of the Void Dragon in here. That bastard actually dared to resist. It's just cutting off half of its body, not killing it. It's still accusing me of being untrustworthy. It's really nonsense. The one who made the contract with it was the Emperor. It has nothing to do with me, Neos."

It can be said that the Emperor was personified but not completely personified. The poor Void Dragon still could not escape the fate of being digested by Hogg and was completely killed in the hands of the Emperor like a pig's head.

He put everyone's gifts together with the sofa into his dimensional pocket marked as a souvenir. Under everyone's gaze, Hogg slowly rose into the air with flames coming out of his butt and flew towards the Blacklight that had been waiting for a long time.

As the ship sailed completely into the Dark Portal, the Emperor sighed:
"Damn you, old man Huang, you really have a good son! Why didn't he meet me first?"

Rubbing the giant flying corgi head that Hogg had given him, and looking at the same stupid look in his eyes, the Emperor said:
"You will be called Hogg from now on. If you don't obey me, I will cut off your dog food and beat you on the ground. Do you remember?"

What?

The flying corgi as a mount is not stupid, but has a higher IQ than ordinary people. It can understand what the emperor said, but it is just a dog! Why are you venting your grievances on me? I suddenly missed Boss Hogg.

But under the emperor's tyranny, the dog dared not say a word of "no" and could only sit obediently with a loyal face:

"Wang!"

"Well, not bad, you are a really good dog. Hogg, hurry up and catch up. I will reward you with some ant cow intestine sashimi when we get back."

"Wang."

At the same time, the three big guys far away in the Catachan jungle were dressed in rags, no longer having the heroic spirit they had three years ago, and their determined eyes seemed as if they were about to commit suicide.

The three big guys who had undergone three years of special training on Catachan huddled together, hiding from the migrating Catachan demon beasts nearby. Their iron-blooded demeanor attracted everyone's attention, especially the red headscarf with the Roman numeral one printed on it, which further reflected their macho identity as the first batch of Catachan students.

The rejuvenated Tiberius got rid of his bald head and grew a small braid like the Predator. Except for being too tall, he was exactly the same as Blackwatch.

The Tauren Chapter Master Trion Moloch, and the Red Scorpion Chapter Master Karab Cullen, the two big guys, had completely shrunk into the mud pit due to their small size, and they were covered with all kinds of rags they had picked up.

At this moment, Tiberius finally understood the true meaning of Hogg's words, "This is a trial."

Seeing the herd of animals leaving, the three big guys hurriedly climbed out of the mud pit. If they stayed any longer, the bloodthirsty leeches in the swamp would suck their blood dry.

In the first year, the three of them would basically die suddenly within a month, and then the great instructor Rambo would descend from the sky, give them a set of CPR, and then reload the game under the treatment of the Flesh and Blood Remodeling Chamber to continue the crappy wilderness survival.

After dying many times, the three finally learned how to survive and laughed like silly kids weighing over 800 pounds.

After living and dying together, the three brothers became sworn brothers on the spot, all their previous grudges were swept away, and they only wanted to complete the three years of training.

Looking at the sky still covered by the jungle, Moloch asked Tiberius:
"Brother, didn't we agree that we would only train for three years? It's been more than two months past the limit. Why hasn't anyone taken us back yet?"

"Yeah, big brother, could it be that the dog has forgotten us?"

Although Tiberius was considered the big brother, he was not good at thinking. Eating wild grass for three years almost made him sick to death, so he immediately decided to go to the base and let Gouzi take them back.

After a bloody escape, the three finally returned to the base. However, after seeing living people again, a piece of news made them feel at a loss.

Rambo is seriously ill and has just been sent back to his hometown for treatment. The three of you have officially graduated and will immediately go to Alicia to assist Cordelia in managing the legion.

At the same time, Hogg, who had just returned to his hometown and hadn't even sat down yet, was found by Goda.

Looking at the weak dogs that were being looked after by the black light elves under the World Tree, disappearing and recovering from time to time, Goda said anxiously:

"Boss, something terrible has happened. That damn Tzeentch has gone to 65 million years ago."

　By the way, Corgi actually updates about 6,000 words every day.

　　The number of words when sending two or three sticks is the same, just the distribution is different. I really didn't get lazy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)