Chapter 683 No, you came at the right time.

"Don't be angry, my good brother. We were just joking with you. Who among the brothers doesn't know that you, Guilliman, are the most wise and powerful one? The position of regent must be you!"

"Horus is right. Look, the former Warmaster has spoken. Guilliman, you should accept the position of Regent. Our Empire cannot do without you!"

Zhuangsen's words caused the Primarchs to nod frequently, and Hogg even said, "Guilliman, you can sit down boldly. Anyone who dares to object will have his head blown off on the spot."

Looking at the empty underground palace, all the primarchs showed fawning smiles. Their arrogance at first and their humbleness later were laughable. No one wanted to take the responsibility of that mess, not even with the help of the Angels of Bliss.

But Guilliman also had emotions. He had just been severely humiliated in front of all the legions. How could he take this blame?
"Get lost! I've finally seen clearly. When you don't need me, you say I'm ambitious. When you do need me, you call me a good brother. You embarrass me in front of so many people. Now you want me to be the regent. There's no way. You guys should have some shame."

It was as if the position of regent was some kind of horrible torture device and no one wanted to take it over. And that was indeed the case. Managing an entire empire was definitely not an pleasant experience. Once one sat in that position, one was responsible for the fate of billions of people in the empire.

When Guilliman was in charge of the Empire, he worked so hard that his hair turned gray in 2000 and he almost died on the spot. This gave the Council of High Lords an opportunity.

Although the workload has been greatly reduced now with the assistance of the Little Cat Man and the Angel of Bliss, once you are nailed to that position, you can never get down.

Guilliman's opposition was extremely strong, and Hogg could not force him. After all, if something bad happened, it would cause trouble for everyone.

Seeing the stalemate, Dorn, who had been silent, said:

"The question now is where is the Emperor? Even Malcador and Olperson's old man are missing. It's obvious that this was a planned escape, otherwise Mara wouldn't have been able to sit on the Golden Throne."

Glancing at Mara who was groaning on the throne, the Primarchs once again felt the Emperor's inhumanity. It was obviously you who wanted to make the Empire great again, and now everything was going well, but you actually quit and ran away - trash!

You are the Primarch, you are in charge of giving birth but not raising him, and you are running around like a dog in the Great Crusade. This is not the way to play.

At this point, the Primarchs had no choice but to calm Guilliman down and send a few people to keep him company. There was no need to pick the candidates, as everyone looked at the two unlucky newcomers.

"Me?" ×2
Seeing everyone looking at them, Koze and the Corax people were all stupid:

"No, are you so careless? This is the regent who commands the entire empire. Are you confident in handing it over to us two newcomers?"

"Yes, you see, both Koz and I have bad foundations. We don't even need to act when we go to the Chaos God. We can directly upgrade to demons on the spot. This is not good!"

The palace gate was closed by the angels, closing the two's escape route. Seeing that their good brothers, who had been talking and laughing with them before, had strange looks on their faces and were all looking at them, the two demon primarchs were really panicked and threw themselves on Hogg's thighs, howling:

"Brother, you said last week that we are all a family from now on, half brothers, and that if we have nowhere else to go, we can go to your Alicia. You can't do this to us!"

"Yes, brother. We left our own world and proved our loyalty with practical actions. You have to make the decision for us. I don't want to sit on that golden toilet."

Looking at the two handsome faces in front of him who looked exactly like his own, Hogg felt a little sorry for them and said to them in a soothing tone:
"Don't worry, I'm not called you Big Brother for nothing. You don't have to worry about the Golden Throne. I remember there are still Emperor Dreadnoughts in stock. When the time comes, I can install this thing on Mara to help her out. At least it won't make her suffer so much."

Hearing that Hogg had made the decision for them, the two men were delighted. But before they could express their joy, Hogg's hands pressed down on their dog heads, and the good brothers around them also surrounded them, completely blocking their retreat.

“But then again, your two legions will definitely consume supplies in Lycia, and brothers should settle accounts clearly. In this case, you two should stay in Holy Terra and work!

Guilliman~and..." Looking around, Hogg carefully searched for the right candidate. It didn't matter whether he had strong political skills or not. With Guilliman around, even a dog could become a wise ruler. The only problem was that he had to be strong in martial arts, at least able to pin the two of them to the ground and beat them.

Perhaps they saw through Hogg's intention. As this was a good opportunity to slack off and educate their younger brothers, everyone changed their previous negative attitude and stood up with their heads held high.

"I, I, I, I'm in need of a sandbag to practice on."

Ruth's words were blunt, but they made the two unlucky guys trapped in the middle even more disheartened.

However, after thinking again, Hogg found that Russ was quite suitable. His first choices were Vulcan and Roland. After all, Uncle Black could fight him on the spot, and Roland was a celestial weapon that could destroy stars by himself.

But Brother Hei is kind-hearted and cannot be the bad guy. Brother Two is extremely socially phobic. If he blows up Holy Terra, it will be a waste of time.

As for the others, it won't work either. Hogg is well aware of the character of the Filial Son Alliance. Let alone the useless brothers, if any of these two are allowed to come over, these two new accounts will be ruined.

Lorgar is very powerful, but he is a charlatan. It is enough for him to have a little brother who looks at him with a perverted eye. Three Hoggers are really too much for him to handle, and Mortarion is okay, but he is too honest. Letting the Khan stay in one place without moving is more painful than killing him.

Vote for the other side, the angel is too dark, the two are too cruel, the young couple don't have to think about it, Pepe is their good friend, Dorn can't even speak clearly, the red face should at least occupy the moral high ground.

Horus? Come on, although Hogg has always mocked him for being bald, Horus has proved with his actual actions that he is indeed the real good brother. He will definitely take the responsibility himself, while Zhuangsen is too barbaric to pass directly.

So Russ is just the right size, neither too big nor too small, just enough to educate his younger brothers and teach them how to behave with an iron fist.

"Let go of my legs. You two will be doing internships from now on. Remember to listen to your brothers Guilliman and Russ. Otherwise, I will teach you myself and let you know what Titan training is."

Amid the wailing of the two unfortunate guys, they were dragged away on the spot by Guilliman and Russ. But a country cannot be without a king for a day. The position of Regent was filled but the position of War Marshal was still vacant. Thinking of this, Hogg looked at Horus beside him.

But every time Hogg turned his head, Zhuangsen would instantly block his view and grin at him with bared teeth.

"Oh! There's really nothing I can do with you.

In this case, our honorable Warmaster, Mr. Jonson, has won the victory. Who is for and who is against? "

When the Emperor was not present, it was obvious that Hogg had the biggest fist, and no one had any special preference for the false title of Warmaster. Seeing that it was not easy for Zhuangsen, the goalkeeper for ten thousand years, they all nodded.

An announcement spread from the Kara network. With the certification of all the Primarchs and Mara, Lion Johnson, the Primarch of the First Legion, finally became the Imperial Warmaster he had always dreamed of. Horus and Ferrus, two of the three heroes of the expedition, became his deputies and jointly commanded the Imperial army.

The primarchs left one after another, but Hogg could not leave yet. He had to work with Magnus and Perturabo to modify a Throne Dreadnought that suited Mara personally, in order to alleviate the pain she endured all the time.

But just as they were discussing countermeasures, Roland suddenly came out from the corner and said to Hogg:

"Perhaps it was because I could explode that Old Deng didn't kill me when he beat me up. I vaguely saw Old Man Huang taking your chief steward away, and the records of the underground research institute showed that the magic circle had been activated once.

So, is there a possibility?"

(End of this chapter)