Chapter 689: Sera's Yellow Fur Breeding Plan
Dorn returned to Holy Terra in a hurry, accompanied by the Imperial Fists guards.

After seeing the square in front of the palace completely destroyed, even Dorn said, "Ambitious Guilliman!"

Guilliman may be the most normal of all the Primarchs, but among a group of psychos, if you are a normal person, I'm sorry, you are the most abnormal one.

As a professional civil engineer, Imperial Fist, like Blackwatch, likes to rub nuclear bombs when he has nothing to do. Plastering has become a daily necessity for them. Seeing the completely scrapped square floor, they spontaneously divided the work and went to work without Dorn's command.

Just to compete for who will be the foreman, this group of ash-beating boys ran to the field where the dog-men had practiced boxing before, and performed a Rakshir ritual that came from Blackwatch. Only the strongest person can become the ash-beating boss.

Although they didn't know why these noble angels of death suddenly started a duel, the spectators felt that the tickets were well worth the money. It was Holy Terra after all, and it was completely different from their own remote little place. They could watch two shows for one price.

It is unknown what the bloodthirsty audience is thinking. Even if the Imperial Fists knew about it, it would not matter. After all, the people of the empire are tough. If they see something they don't like, they will never wait until the next day and will find a gun to shoot the other side that day.

In comparison, the duels of the Imperial Fists were considered extremely civilized. At least they were not bloody duels to the death.

While the Gray Boys were fighting for who was the boss, Dorn came to the underground research institute and learned from Hogg why he was summoned.

"You mean to let me go on a dream walk to search for the whereabouts of the Emperor and see if my father is still alive?"

"That's right! Brother Qi, you know that you are the only one among our brothers who has this ability. I thought of you at the first time. Only you can find out the specific situation of Old Man Huang."

To be honest, although Dorne has always been known as a stubborn person, he is not a piece of rock that does not know how to adapt. Now that the Empire is thriving, he is not so particularly eager to find the Emperor. After all, he was the one who abandoned his family first.

Besides, everyone knows how powerful the Emperor is. Even if he is thrown into a cesspool in the Warp to swim, he probably won’t die. Instead of spending that time thinking about how to regain the dark side of the Empire, right?
It was easy to guess what Dorn was thinking, as it was written all over his face. Seeing that even Dorn, who was supposed to be the most loyal, had a rebellious heart, Hogg felt that the value of Mr. Huang's education was still rising. However, for the sake of his chief steward, Hogg could only make it clear.

"You mean to say that all of us have been deceived, and your family's chief steward has been forgotten by everyone. No wonder I found the omission when I checked the files. When I asked other descendants, none of them knew Emilia. It seems that I was right.

In that case, I will help you with this, but let me make it clear first that my ability requires an object that is closely related to the target. It doesn’t matter what it is, but at least it must be related and can serve as a symbol of the target.”

Dorn's words reminded Hogg that Emilia usually handled government affairs in Alicia, and it would obviously take up too much time to look for her. Since the Emperor must be with Emilia, then use the Emperor's.

Hogg knew the structure of the palace better than anyone else. He had made a detailed plan to steal the treasures, but he didn't expect it would come in handy now.

Following Hogg's footsteps, the three of them walked to the side aisle, and after twists and turns, they came to the door of a secret room guarded by the Imperial Guards.

As the Lord of Mankind, the Emperor's act of stuffing all the good things underground shows that he is not a warlord with careful plans. His actions in the Great Crusade also reveal his petty warlord temperament.

If it weren't for the assistance of the wise queen Malcador, it is estimated that Old Man Huang might not even be able to unify Holy Terra. He always manages to give people some unexpected surprises.

Although Hogg did not recognize this loyal guard, when he saw Hogg coming, the guard took off his helmet, revealing a black and white dog head, and everything became easy.

After handing a box of canned food to the dog-headed guard named Liuliu, the three brothers came to the emperor's secret treasury. The collection display cabinet that was comparable to the king of figures dazzled the three of them, and they could only search for them one by one.

"The skull of Huang's father is rubbish! Glasses that can see through clothes are disgusting! A remote control that can randomly teleport to the subspace is trash! Half of a core processor of the abomination intelligence is heresy! A Mark I armor, and it's a model without external power. Why is there a wound on the back? Could it be worn by the Thunder Warriors?"

Halfway through the journey, Hogg discovered that these so-called treasures were either garbage or relics of dark technology with great side effects. None of them were worth anything. Only a black hole bomb was valuable, and all the other bits were put into Hogg's pocket.

If Hogg were in charge of the treasury, he would never make the collection so messy. At least he would classify them instead of putting them all in a mess.

But just as Hogg continued to pick up the spoils, Luo Jia's voice sounded from a distance: "Brothers, come quickly. I think I found something unusual."

After hearing the sound, the two saw the unusual thing that Luo Jia mentioned, which turned out to be an oversized red dress.

The three of them looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed, as if that was not an exquisitely shaped red dress at all, but something indescribable.

"In memory of the good memories of our first meeting - Makhado."

"Could it be?" Dorn didn't want to admit this fact, but the fact was right in front of him and he couldn't doubt it. Hogg hugged his seventh brother, whose worldview was shattered, and pointed at the high-slit long skirt that was obviously larger than the average person's body shape and said:
"Don't doubt it. I've said before that Old Man Huang sold hooks before, and that Makado was seduced by Old Man Huang. You've always thought I was spreading rumors, but now the evidence is in front of you and you still don't believe it. Hurry up and do it."

After leaving the treasury, the dog man Liuliu frowned when he saw his emperor holding a red dress and getting canned meat. He felt as if he had discovered some incredible secret, and hurriedly shared the news with his good brothers.

When he returned to the research institute, Dorn picked up his father's women's clothing and started making it without delay. However, he didn't know what material this thing was made of, and he couldn't tear it apart. Seeing that there was no one around, he put the whole dress on himself.

The mist symbolizing dreams began to emerge. In the dream of living beings, Dorn's consciousness traveled through the long river of time, following the smell of the red dress, and finally opened his eyes. Looking at the iron cage made of unknown materials in front of him and his two small paws covered with fine khaki fur, Dorn realized that he should be possessed by a domestic pet.

As he looked downward, Dorn discovered that he should be a creature called weasel from the ancient Terra period. He was wearing a super mini golden armor, which was very similar in style to his father's Zhengyi armor, and even imitated the Emperor's Claw on his hand.

"It looks like the owner of this pet must be very loving!"

"Bullshit! That crazy woman made me perform backflips for her every day, used me as a scarf, and gave me a stupid name like Nana. I'm a fucking male.

The most hateful thing is that she actually wanted me to mate with that stupid cloned weasel. If I could beat her, I would tear her teeth out alive!

No, you are Dorne! When did you come? I knew you were the most filial, come and save me, I don’t want to... oh. "

The emperor's voice was cut off on the spot. A big hand dropped from the sky, grabbed his long body, and swung it repeatedly like a baton.

Dorne also used the yellow-skinned man's eyes to see the madwoman the emperor had mentioned. She was a tall and strong woman. Beside her were a man with a bird, a horse, and a dog. Behind her stood Emilia, who was holding a cage of weasels.

Years of experience walking in dreams made Dorn's consciousness sink. He watched everything like a bystander and remained silent no matter how the Emperor shouted.

"Speak up, Nana. Don't you like to fantasize about unifying the galaxy? I've made a little armor for you. You must complete your mission.

Through your storytelling, my space opera novel became a big seller, especially the twisted warlord named Emperor, who was very popular, as if you had experienced it yourself. I guess I will have to add the prefix of "great writer" to my name in the future, and no one in the Federation will say that our Menethil family is just a reckless man who only knows how to fight.

Don't worry, as your master, I will never treat you unfairly. Through genetic modification therapy, I have cloned a group of perfect weasels to keep you company, and I guarantee that you will not be lonely."

"No, you can't do this, you can't do this to me, I'm the Lord of Humanity! Emilia, save me, why are you just standing there watching?"

As the man in front of him spoke, Dorn clearly felt that the Emperor was trembling, as if he was afraid of something. This surprised him, because no matter how inhuman the Emperor was, he had never revealed such thoughts.

Soon Dorn knew why Old Man Huang was so frightened. He saw the man in front of him took out a needle and injected it into the emperor. As the unknown liquid was injected, Dorn felt a burst of heat coming from his body.

The tall woman took the cage of weasels from Emilia and sprayed some special medicine into it.

Since they shared the same body, Dorn suddenly felt that the five weasels in front of him looked handsome and had a unique kind of beauty, which frightened him so much that even his disguise was flawed.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

A strange sound was heard, and Dorn discovered that it was the collar hanging on the Emperor's neck that was sounding the alarm. Before he could react, a purple eyeball appeared in front of him:
"I see you!"

In an instant, Dorn made the wisest choice and immediately dissipated his abilities and retreated. If this man had any ability to restrict his consciousness, he would be destroyed. He did not want to become a breeding machine like the Emperor.

The dream mist surged out instantly, but Sera still seized the opportunity. An unknown machine started instantly and froze a large area of ​​gray mist.

At the last moment of separation, Dorn seemed to see Emilia beside him saying something, but the tearing of space made it impossible for him to hear clearly. He could only watch the corners of her mouth move:

"23"

"call!"

Dorn, who was suddenly awakened, exhaled a breath of cold air, and his originally strong body was covered with frost, but it quickly dissipated in an instant under the Primarch's powerful physical fitness.

The fog did not come out again, and Dorn interrupted his ability directly. Seeing Hogg and Lorgar looking at him, he quickly told them the clues he had found:

"They fled to the Human Federation in the 23th century and are now being held captive by a technological warlord. However, Emilia should be fine. She also passed on information to me."

"What about old man Huang? He won't be dead!"

Hogg's question made Dorn feel entangled. After seeing the red dress on himself, he finally decided to save some face for the Emperor:
"No, my father shouldn't be able to die! He has three wives and four concubines and is very happy now."

(End of this chapter)