Chapter 690: Feeding the tiger with one’s own body, great, no need to say more!

They did not feel sad at all for Old Man Huang creating the little yellow fox, because Dorn was not Hogg. He kept the secret. Instead, his explanation made the two of them extremely angry.

"What the hell! We're all working so hard here, but this bastard is living a carefree life. He even has three wives and four concubines. No wonder he took Malcador away. Could it be that his three wives and four concubines also include Waldo and Orpesson? Who are the four concubines?"

"Brother, for a man who has gone against his father's moral principles like this, I suggest that we castrate him. We only have Mara as our mother. This is simply too shameful."

How much they admired the Emperor in the past, how much they despise him now. It is obvious that Lorgar has disliked the Emperor for a long time, and he even came up with such a vicious plan. Dorne, who heard the two brothers talking, couldn't explain it. He couldn't say that the Emperor was being captured for breeding, could he?
At this point, the fourth trans-dimensional transmission was officially launched, and the three brothers came to the secret room next door where the magic circle was placed, but now there is a new problem before them.

At this point in time 23k, it is obvious that the Human Federation has entered the dark technological era where it has let itself go. There are more crazy people than in the current Human Empire, and everywhere is full of lunatics who put technology above all else.

The Dark Technology Age is not a good place to go. Even though it is not as dangerous as the eve of the War in Heaven, time has been messed up by the Human Federation. After being controlled by intelligent AI, it has formed an inseparable circular network.

Those who play with time will be played with by time. The ultimate weapon of the Human Federation is to go back in time. No matter how powerful the Eldar Empire is, as long as they can't defeat it, they will restart it, just like a time assassin. It is pure roguery.

With Hogg's current strength, he is basically not afraid of any danger. With his immortal body and the power of the Star God, he can get by wherever he goes. His status is almost the same as the four vendors. Even if he is killed instantly, he still has a chance to make a comeback. The only thing that can restrain him is the seal.

Like the Star God, Hogg is more like the Outer God in the Cthulhu mythology. If someone can create a hyperdimensional maze to seal Hogg, then even if he doesn't die, he is almost dead.

This incident was also recorded in Doctor Strange. Hogg didn't want to negotiate with someone who could infinitely rewind time like Dormammu.

Although Hogg was not sure whether the Human Federation's time travel could trap him, it was better to be safe than sorry! The Star God could be crushed by the Necrons and taken back to be used as a power bank.

"So this time we have to be precise and not just rush in like we did before."

Hogg took off the Emperor's dress on Dorn. As a necessary item to activate the magic circle, this dress was just enough, but unlike Dorn's dream walking, Hogg needed other tokens to accurately locate.

Guilliman Russ from next door was also called over. With those two unlucky guys filling in the gap, the two of them were living a pretty comfortable life. After discussion, the five of them unanimously decided that they had to bring Old Man Huang back and not let him live such a carefree life over there.

Moreover, Old Man Huang's priority is after Emilia. With Mara as a substitute, Old Deng is no longer valuable. Instead, Emilia's value has increased greatly.

As part of the Empire's dark plan that has been implemented for thousands of years, the Kobolds have become a clear example. As long as Gotha is firmly in hand, the Empire has a chance of reversely corrupting the evil god.

Gotha corresponds to Khorne, Aisha is at most half of it, but she can also correspond to Nurgle, and Tzeentch, the old bastard, is beyond reproach. Hogger cannot be found, after all, the swarm intelligence composed of a bunch of plankton is too abstract, and it was the dogs who did the bad job.

As the starting point of this plan, Emilia came earlier than Gotha, and Slaanesh had weakened in the direction of evil and became more fond of extreme pleasure emotions.

Originally Hogg was going to keep this secret for life, but now that things have come to this, he can only go back to his old ways.

"Guilliman, go and search Malcador for all his belongings, no matter what they are, even if it's just a wall.

Ruth, go and search Olperson's residence. If you can't find it, ask Mara. She must know it."

"As for Lorgar, you go and search Waldor's belongings, in accordance with the above requirements. Dorn, you rest first."

All the Primarchs were very excited about this act of confiscation, but after a round of distribution, Guilliman suddenly asked: "What are you doing?"

"What do I do? Of course I do the most important thing. The things you looted are likely useless. After all, they are not gods and do not have the characteristics of transcending the world. I will exchange them for a real sacrifice."

At this point, Hogg's eyes were filled with tears, as if he was about to do something heroic and risk his life, leaving everyone stunned.

Soon the Primarchs who had left the secret room gathered again, but Hogg was nowhere to be seen. Only a note was left on the table. The extremely ugly handwriting was obviously written by Hogg:

"Wait for me three days, no! I'll be back in a week."

No one knew where Hogg went, and no one knew what he did. Anyway, just as he said, he came back a week later in a depressed state.

"Where's the stuff?"

"No need. I'm already full of His scent, and I left a part of my body behind to act as a medium. It will definitely work this time." Looking at Hogg, who seemed to be shorter but had wet hair, the thoughtful Russ seemed to realize something, but he didn't say it to his face, because he knew that if he was rude, he would probably get beaten, so he quietly took a step back.

Coming to the teleportation array again, based on his previous experiences, Hogg prepared a large amount of supplies. He also carried a storage bag on his back, which contained many small props for him to get through the most dangerous adaptation stage.

However, Hogg was in a dilemma when it came to the other candidates. The most useful one was Dorn, who had the strongest will and could withstand the invasion for a longer period of time. But according to him, he had been exposed, and his role in logistics and communication was far more important than the action.

Guilliman would definitely turn into a cat-fuck boy again, and maybe even meet his old lover among the Eldar. It's useless.

There were not many choices left. Between Lorga and Russ, Hogg finally chose his lackey Lorga. It was not because of anything else, but because Hogg suddenly found that there was something wrong with the way Russ looked at him, as if he disdained him.

"Could it be that he knows that I sent people to build a secret base under Fenris? That shouldn't be the case! I didn't even put cyclone torpedoes in it."

Seeing that Big Brother chose him, Lorgar was very excited. He had heard Guilliman bragging before, saying that he had transformed into a strange beast when he got there, and not only met the extinct Old Saints, but also used his wisdom to create a race among the Eldar.

This feeling of creating history is something that the strong Luojia yearns for very much. He also wants to accomplish something great for the world to see. He wants to make progress so much.

The emperor's red dress was placed into the magic circle, and the belongings of several other unlucky people were also thrown in, allowing the magic circle to send the two of them to the appropriate time point according to the power on it.

When the dress was put away, Hogg lay on the magic circle and rolled around hard, making sure his body was in full contact with the floor. Perhaps he felt it was not enough, so he rubbed it on Luojia's body a few more times.

This strange behavior made everyone very confused, but Hogg said that the sacrifice was ready and urged everyone to press the start button.

However, just as Russ was about to pull down the red lever, Hogg always felt that something was missing. He signaled his good brother to wait a moment, and ran to the lottery circle next door to take the first shot.

Two minutes later, seeing Hogg coming back with a sad face, holding a red cheongsam with embroidery in his hand, everyone knew that the bastard had probably failed to draw a card again. It was a cheongsam before, and it is still a cheongsam now. No one knows who is so unlucky to lose clothes every other day.

"Damn it, Leon, you're such a bargain."

She casually stuffed the cheongsam into the small cloth bag on her body. This small dimensional pocket did not require psionic energy to open. It contained a bunch of junk that Hogg had searched for before, plus the prepared supplies. It was full and gave her a sense of security.

Colorful rainbow lights flickered, and a small gap was opened in the thick curtain barrier. The Emperor's dress began to burn, and purple smoke also rose from Hogg's body. With the combination of the two, a dreamy space-time rift was formed, swallowing up the two figures on the spot.

When the two men disappeared completely, Dorn, who was standing nearby, also moved to Hogg's sofa, picked up a few boxes of Nuka-Cola and guzzled them, and drank a can of Nuseri flax medicine by the way.

Looking at the empty chamber again, Guilliman and Russ exchanged a glance, lifted up Dorn who had fallen asleep and threw him onto the sofa, took out the terminal and sat on the sofa to play a game:

Accompanied by the startup sound effect: "Games are made with heart, and only by spending money can you become stronger", a hearty galactic battle is about to begin.

At the same time, in the core area of ​​the Six-Ring Silver Palace, Slaanesh, with a flushed face, swung his snake tail, and the psionic crystals all around him sparkled. Especially the tingling sensation as if she was electrocuted, which made her feel a brief pleasure that was no longer an endless pain.

Blood flowed from the scales, and the body, which should have been flawless, was covered with scars, as if it had been torn apart by some horrible beast, but Slaanesh did not care. Instead, he stretched out his tongue to lick the wound and stared at his belly with a bulging face.

Even through a layer of skin, one could see the endless madness on that face. He was Aeneid, and he called upon the name of Slaanesh. As the god of death symbolizing the end of darkness, he had only one goal, which was to reclaim the souls of all the Eldar and become the ultimate Lord of Nothingness on the corpse of Slaanesh.

Xilego, who is also a god of the Eldar, was terrified by this. In the Black Library deep in the Webway, a book was sealed. This book recorded all the crazy prophecies written by Xilego, the God of Laughter, in his most insane state. The last of these prophecies was also the most shocking one -

Slaanesh, one of the four Chaos Gods who caused the fall of the Eldar, will become the protector of the Eldar when everything ends. He will stop at nothing to prevent the destruction of the Eldar and the nothingness behind the Lord of Destruction.

The god who has not yet appeared in the world wants to break out of his cocoon and be reborn. He curses everything and wants to spread the death of nothingness, but all this is in vain. Every time he wants to roar, the psionic crystals throughout the Silver Palace will evaporate, corroding and distorting the young god who has not yet been born.

As the palm caressed, the enchanting yet deadly sharp nails scratched the belly, and a strand of silver hair emerged from it, but soon turned into ashes.

As the rift closed again, Aeneid heard Slaanesh's taunting words:

"Whether I fail or not, you've already lost."

(End of this chapter)