Chapter 622 Crazy Thursday, V50 depends on strength.
People change, and Hogg clearly considers himself a human being.

The reason for calling the Archangel was nothing else but because one of them had ideas and the other had thoughts. If they were combined, the empire would have a bright future. In addition, the previous cooperation had proved that the Archangel was a very tasteful person, at least more normal than Hogg.

There is no lack of technical capabilities. After Trazyn apologized to Guilliman, Hogg had already copied the heretical technology from the half of the base. Don't ask why there is only half of it. If you want to ask, just think about it. Rambo's refrigerator is too small, so he didn't cut his good brother vertically. It can be said that Rambo still has his sanity.

Of course, these are minor problems. In front of Hogg, the body is like plasticine. Isn't it just two thighs cut off? Huo Laoxian spitted out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and it can be glued back in less than three minutes.

"Then why doesn't Guilliman use his original body, but instead uses the little cat-man to beat up the Necrons?" This was Sanguinius' first question. The archangel looked at Guilliman standing in the corner, he really couldn't figure out why.

"Oh, you mean this? Actually, I have always believed that scars are a man's pride, so when I repaired his thigh, I deliberately left a scar on Guilliman. Scars don't look very beautiful, so I asked Xiao Ma to give him a psychic tattoo at the base of his thighs."

Hogg's words were obviously not credible. The angel stepped forward and lifted up the linen robe that Guilliman was wearing, revealing the tattoo on his thigh. The perfectly graceful lines and slightly pink color formed a wreath-like mark around his thigh.

To be honest, although the Archangel appears sunny on the surface, he is not a good person behind the scenes. The saying "pink on black" is not for nothing. He has seen similar decorations on Ivni Renee before, but the leader of the Death Army was wearing suspender stockings that night.

Quietly putting down Guilliman's robe, Sanguinius turned around and gave Hogby a thumbs up, his smile was sunny and pure, making people feel like spring breeze.

"Then why did you call me here this time?"

This was the Archangel's second question. Along with the wailing of the Undead Robot Cat, Hogg took out the top-secret plan which he called Ikaros.

The last doubt was solved. For the sake of his offspring's life, the Archangel dismissed everyone and let the Blood Angels go somewhere to play. Hogg also generously said that he, the good uncle, would pay for the whole meal, and called Ross to come over and invite all the good nephews to have fun.

Without the weak spot, Sanguinius opened the file, looked through it carefully for a moment, nodded, and gave his thumbs up again:
"Yes, you are extremely beautiful and have good taste! You were right to call me here, but what about the others? Let's start the experiment right away!"

Hogg was very satisfied with his brother's enthusiasm for scientific research, but the Emperor was not afraid of bad soldiers. He said that the Emperor and Magnus were conducting warp fishing, preparing to trick two unlucky demons out to serve as low-end experimental subjects. The two of us should wait and rest for a while, otherwise there will be no time to rest later.

Obviously, the Emperor is not an air force guy who can catch anything except fish, or it may be that demons are not fish at all and are immune to this air force law. The Emperor and Magnus quickly tricked a few unlucky demons and called Hogg and the others to go to the core of the laboratory.

Picking up Guilliman who was acting as a mannequin next to him, Hogg found a piece of tape, fixed his gun in place, and led the archangel to the back.

"Let me go, you are just a bunch of shameless liars. There are no pure physical world elves here at all. Magnus, you are despicable and shameless!"

As soon as they entered the door, the two saw a Tzeentch demon with only colorful feathers sealed in a jar, cursing Magnus with a lewd smile on his face and saying some incomprehensible words.

"Shut up. You disguised yourself as library staff and lied to me that the subspace was a place of pure goodness and beauty. I didn't search your soul and eat your bones, which was already a mercy." Having said this, Magnus took out a famous Magnus Fruit from his pocket and stuffed it directly into the mouth of the beautiful demon, patting his face and threatening:
"Little thing, be honest with me. We are not good people. As long as this fruit falls, I will cut you into pieces and feed you to Hogg, so that you can never be resurrected from the subspace."

Because they can be resurrected infinitely in the subspace, the demons act as if they don't take their lives seriously when they wreak havoc in the physical world, but they are essentially extremely afraid of death. When they saw Hogg coming in from outside the door, the demon instantly became obedient.

Looking at the creatures arranged in order from small to large in the laboratory, from small trash like Nurglings to the huge Hell Beasts that can fight with the Dreadnoughts, Hogg nodded with satisfaction, especially when he saw the rare demon that Magnus had just locked up, his appetite was excited.

Throwing Guilliman on the experimental table, Hogg called everyone and called back the old man Huang who was floating outside the Blacklight and making a nest with Dorn.

13 minutes later, in the core secret laboratory of the Black Light, five big guys gathered together. Each of them had their own special skills, and their fighting spirit and endurance were amazing. The devil in the sealed jar felt that he had the blessing of his life.

"Brothers, for the future of the empire, Project Ikaros must succeed. I will assign tasks next. If you have any questions, please let me know in advance. During the experiment, you must not leave this laboratory. You must eat, drink, defecate and urinate here.

Once the Exorcist Dead Zone and the Psionic Field are formed, with Huangpizi and I guarding here, it will be impossible for those idiots to observe the current situation in the laboratory. Do you have any questions?"

"no!"

"Okay, very spirited. In that case, I will lead the experiment. Angel, you and Xiao Ma will make the outer shell of the machine. Remember to make it more beautiful. I don't want others to say that all the products of the Black Light Laboratory are the creations of evil gods.

Dorn, you go and sleep next to me. Remember to fill the dream fog with at least one standard Terran year to ensure that the timeline will not be changed. Report any situation immediately.

Old man Huang, your job is the most important. You must attract all eyes during the experiment and suppress all evil spirits with your powerful cold hook. "

Just like the initial research on stargates, Project Ikaros could not be interfered with in any way. The Great Sage spent a full 93 years trapping all the researchers underground on the Death Star, exhausted half of Black Watch's wealth, and destroyed countless transport ships. Only then did he secretly create the five initial versions of stargates at the last minute.

Five gazes met, and under the watchful eyes of Guilliman, who was acting as a decoration, the Angel of Destruction plan named Ikaros was officially launched.

At the same time, in the cardboard box under the Holy Terra Underground Palace, the Second Primarch Roland shuddered and murmured in his dream:

"Crazy Thursday, I love Orleans grilled wings!"

(End of this chapter)