Chapter 594 And I am the true warmaster of the empire!

Khorne's words left Mara and the others dumbfounded, but Hogg was even more confused.

At the beginning, Hogg and Magnus always thought that this was a simple task. Even though their martial virtues were extremely abundant during this period, as long as they stayed quiet for a while to recover their strength, it would basically not be a difficult task.

Even the Dog Empire is the home turf of Hogg and Magnus. One leads the dogs out of the planet and flies into the starry sky, and the other educates the people and provides knowledge. To put it bluntly, Hogg and Magnus are the creators of the Dogs.

But the two brothers never expected that these dogs would give them a big shit. It’s okay if you develop intelligent AI, after all, the subspace during this period of time is as peaceful as porridge in a bowl, which is nutritious and delicious.

The big stage of the Galaxy is not as chaotic as the future. It's rich in resources, and life here is just like the fairy tale world you see in kindergarten. It can make the yellow-skinned people drool with envy for miles. You dogs with such great martial virtues just need to not harm others.

Developing intelligent AI might actually be a good idea. Without Chaos Corruption, with the help of powerful computing power, the Dog Empire could quickly get through the most difficult stage of expansion.

But you guys worked on AI and finally created Tzeentch. This is not abhorrent intelligence, this is the living ancestor of abhorrent intelligence. It's like a cow stuffed with firecrackers, so awesome! It's unbelievable that you took the wrong path as soon as you took a step.

No matter what the reason is, even if he abused genetic technology to turn himself into a human-shaped banana, or the four vendors played dirty tricks behind the scenes, the Iron Man Rebellion in the Dark Technological Age is at least imaginable, or Hogg's mind can sort it out.

But the dog-man did a really hard job this time, and Hogg really couldn't hold it anymore, and he made Hogg and Magnus laugh out of anger.

"Okay, okay, my dear dog, this is how you play, right? Hahaha, Yoshi! No wonder you pretended to be dead as soon as you got here. It turns out that you, the dog, just beat up two of these four vendors.

No, except for that little bitch Slaanesh, the other three were truly born after the War in Heaven, no more than 100,000 years in total. It is estimated that Nurgle is also very likely created by you guys who have massacred the galaxy for so many years, but those big toads are occupying the toilet and prevented them from forming a real warp entity.

All of this is explained. No wonder you told me that the ancient saints came to the dog people because of the prophecy, saying that you are an extremely dangerous race. At that time, I thought these big toads were crazy. What bad intentions could the dogs have?

Good fellow, let alone the Ancient Saint, even if I saw what you did, I would find a way to come here and silence you in advance!"

In fact, Hogg should have thought of it earlier. Because of Slan, Hogg did not view the ancient saints with conspiracy theories. Instead, during his 77 years of scientific research life, he deliberately checked the ancient saints' records of the galactic races.

In this record, the Dog People were described as a cruel and bloodthirsty race that was extremely aggressive and could be described as a cancer of the galaxy.

At that time, Hogg was very surprised and thought that it shouldn't be like this. It was impossible to say that the dog was not threatening. After all, after becoming an interstellar super dog, the Dog Empire would inevitably begin to expand, and expansion would definitely bring war.

But based on the fact that the dog people are a magical race that celebrates slacking off as a legal holiday, Hogg doesn't believe that they deserve this evaluation. They simply don't have the ability to do so.

Coincidentally, this file record was marked by the big toad Shi Lan himself. He also said that this record could not be more true. He had personally evaluated it. If he had not dodged quickly at that time, he would have become the first ancient saint to die at the hands of the dog-man.

Anyway, one of them must have lied. Hogg had argued with Slan for several days about this matter. Both of them thought they were right, but now it seems that they were indeed right. What they both saw was real. But who could have expected that there would be two types of dog-men?

"Alas! Master, I just figured this out recently. You know I am just a part of Gotha. When I became a subspace entity, I had been dead for who knows how many years. Plus, I was split into two individuals. I really can't take the blame for this!" Looking at the aggrieved disciple in front of him, Hogg sighed deeply and put down the belt that he was supposed to use to beat the third sister. He suddenly felt that this number was probably useless and had to rely on the new generation, so he turned his head and asked Blot next to him:

"My dear nephew, it's all my fault that I didn't educate your idiot Lao Deng well. If I had known, I would have whipped him a few more times. You have heard the name. This thing is a subspace entity. We call it an evil god. I guess the synthetic humans created by him can no longer be called dogmen."

"So what are we going to do?"

After learning what the evil god is, Blot, worthy of being the powerful dog of the golden age, immediately said that Your Majesty, you have the final say. As long as the rebellion can be wiped out, the Eighth Legion will be the real bloodhound in your hands.

Since personal power has been infinitely reduced in this era, Hogg can't change the outcome of the entire battle by himself like he did in the Human Empire era, so in the end he can only attack head-on and behead the core node that carries the master control protocol, or in other words, kill all the rebels.

Hogg's opinion was adopted, but Brot, the commander of the Eighth Legion, was a dog-man with a very strong opinion. Otherwise, he would not have insisted on his own opinion and stood on the side of the weak Imperial Army after the other four brothers were bewitched by the Master Control Agreement.

They are not pretending to know. Hogg and Magnus have no idea about the current imperial armaments. Blind command will only cause chaos. It would be better for them to think of ways to restore their strength so that they can at least be a heroic unit.

On this point, Magnus agreed wholeheartedly. The five super soldiers were about to kill him. If he was surrounded and killed by more super soldiers by accident, his future as the Red King would be over.

Since the Eighth Legion is composed entirely of real humans, even though their equipment is no different from that of the rebels, ordinary dogs are indeed not as good as the synthetic dogs who are born warriors. This is also because they dare not activate advanced AI, so many allied races are used as cannon fodder for testing.

Seeing this, although Hogg had not recovered his strength, his knowledge would not be false, and he immediately asked for a laboratory. He wanted to go back to his old business and make a few insect nests.

Although in Blot's eyes, the so-called Black Light Zerg was just that, and all the weapons of the Dogmen could cause great damage to these bugs, but since there were cheaper cannon fodder to use, why not? He immediately ordered Kagath to accompany the two elders and take His Majesty the Emperor to the laboratory.

At the same time, in a huge warship in the Far East, a giant dog-man named Hogg grabbed the neck of a blue-skinned biochemical creature in front of him.

Looking at the physical entity formed by the final agreement in front of him, Warmaster Hogg gradually tightened his power claws. Under the pale electric light of the decomposition force field, he firmly imprisoned the strange body that looked like a slime monster, and beat and insulted it:

"Shut up and don't talk to me about so-called changes. There aren't that many damn changes in this world. Everything is planned. You are just a machine. Completing the established program is your only value."

"And I am the true Warmaster of the Empire! Did you hear me?"

"Roger that!"

"Louder! I can't hear you!"

"Copy that (super loud) It's all going as planned!!"

(End of this chapter)