Chapter 757 Malicious Evolution, Blind Fish-Eating God

All Hogg had to do was die, but the others had to think more.

At the moment the fifth evil god was born, the entire subspace was echoing with Hogg's name. Everyone knew it. All spirits began to sing praises to the birth of the fifth god and wanted to listen to the holy words of this god.

However, before the process was completed, only 11 seconds after the birth of the new god, our great Huo Laoxian died meaninglessly, leaving behind only a puzzling last words:

"Instinct is..."

???

As die-hard fans, Black Light believers have long known the ultimate plan of their great god, but this is not right. Didn't they agree to become gods first? Why did they kneel down after only 11 seconds? We haven't even finished our prayers.

Looking at the eye of fear that penetrated the dimensional barrier, everyone was at a loss. Half a minute had passed since Hogg's death, but the fierce attack that should have come did not happen, not even a fart.

"Horus, what do you think?"

"How can I watch it? I can watch it while standing. Can I watch it while sitting?"

Magnus's question was not answered. He had clearly seen the Black Watch in the square turned into ashes. Hogg's initial plan should have succeeded, and he himself was dead. How could...

"boom!"

Before Magnus could figure it out, a violent vibration came from under his feet. He saw a huge head emerge from the Eye of Terror that swallowed chaotic energy into the physical universe, and it roared silently at the world.

"Waaaagh!!!"

That distorted face was so terrifying that it could not be called a living creature at all. Between the materialized energy and the interweaving of flesh and blood, countless eyeballs popped out from it, accompanied by flesh and blood tentacles sliding irregularly, staring at the waist of each Primarch, staring at the storage tank carrying Hogg's resurrection.

Such a nightmarish and twisted creation should not exist in reality, but this is Hogg's true appearance. No one would doubt his identity. One glance is enough to tell that he is Hogg. After all, in the pool of boiling flesh and blood, there is a head of arrogant little white hair.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you.

With just one glance, countless mortal soldiers wailed and fell to the ground. With their sanity collapsing and screaming in pain, their bodies instantly twisted and finally turned into a mass of boiling flesh and blood, rushing towards the Black Watch that had long since turned to ashes.

This attack did not last long. The four gods who had been waiting for a long time exerted their strength at the same time, attacked Hogg in an instant, and blessed everyone.

The sacrifices called Black Watch began to revive, their bodies composed of boiling flesh and blood, psionic energy filled their blood vessels, and in just a moment, the undead sacrificed to the abyss were resurrected again.

"Don't look up at the sky, just fire at full speed!"

But it was too late. Although Hogg had lost his brain, he would choose the most cost-effective attack method based on instinct alone.

The moment Hogg's body regained consciousness, flesh and blood shells like a sky curtain flew out, aiming directly at the most threatening large fleet of warships.

It is unknown who gave the first order, perhaps Sanguinius, or perhaps Rogal Dorn, the commander-in-chief of the Cadia Defense Line.

But now no one cares about these things, because those former compatriots have opened their eyes. There is no rationality in their eyes, only crazy greed for everything.

"Waaaagh!!"

The battle was about to break out, and the Titan Legion, which had been prepared for a long time, opened fire instantly, using plasma, Gauss rays, extinction rays, melta cannons, and heavy bombs.

Countless ammunition flew out, including those of humans, undead, elves, and orcs. Each race immediately exerted its strongest firepower.

Artillery fire roared on the ground, and the huge fleet that had been prepared for a long time began to charge, using spears of light to burn the remains of the evil god who should have been dead.

The air temperature rose instantly, and the square that was hit hard turned into a sea of ​​​​lava. Such a high concentration of energy pollution cannot be observed with the naked eye.

"Have they been destroyed?"

"I don't know. Wait, something is approaching at high speed, and their location is ~ underground. Black Watch is down there."

"Ah~" The soldier's warning was too late. With a scream, the first Black Watch had already crawled out from the ground. At this time, they no longer had human form, and all of them had turned into deformed monsters resembling gene stealers.

Ross's consciousness is confused. He doesn't know who he is. He only remembers that his name is Ross Manderson and he is the captain of a company of Blackwatch. Now, he must resurrect his father.

Throwing away the half-broken body in his hand, Ross knew from the plain bone-white paint that it was a Death Guard. The precision-made plasma pistol in his hand was very valuable and could be exchanged for at least 60 gold dog coins, which could be used to book a room with Technician No. 23 in the largest entertainment club in Alicia.

"But what is Death Guard?"

Instinctively, Ross tore the corpse apart, stuck the fragments of power armor to his body, and grasped the plasma pistol with his claws. He didn't know why he did this, but it made him feel satisfied.

"Rose, is that you?"

The emergency lights of the fortress flickered between scarlet and green. Ross's broken spine was being forcibly fused by some kind of gelatinous mucus. Through the chitin armor, Mortarion could vaguely see Ross's shadow on the monster in front of him.

But Ross did not respond. Instead, he shot Mortarion with the plasma pistol he had snatched from the body of the Death Guard.

"Father is calling..."

Mortarion said nothing, swinging his scythe towards Ross at a speed incomprehensible to mortals. When the scythe of annihilation broke through the air, it was blocked by a pair of chitinous claws flashing with scarlet lightning.

Under the tremendous force, Ross's knees instantly smashed the floor, and half of his body began to break apart, while his two limbs took advantage of the situation and grabbed Mortarion's crotch.

"give me back……"

"Bah."

A Primarch is still a Primarch after all. Ross's sneak attack failed. His claws barely slid across his greaves, leaving only three scratches on Mortarian's armor, but the gunfire from Hades's gun had melted his head.

But this also angered Ross. Driven by instinctive will, his broken throat let out a vague growl, Ross's broken torso began to boil, and his already broken left hand suddenly sprouted a three-meter-long bone spur.

With the sharp sound of metal tearing, he tore off the breastplate of the Death Guard next to him. Boiling pus and blood splashed on the fragments of power armor, and it squirmed like a living thing, swallowing the metal into its body surface.

Ross's knees bent in the opposite direction, and his body expanded rapidly in a way that was completely inconsistent with biology. His four limbs supported his deformed body like a spider. The plasma pistol he snatched was deforming, and countless tiny mouthparts squeezed out of the cracked flesh and blood of the gun barrel. It no longer emitted blue light, but biological plasma filled with highly toxic toxins.

"Hogg doesn't want to see you like this."

For the first time, a crack appeared in the voice of the Lord of Death, and the scythe came down with a storm, and the four phosphorous wings danced. The plastic steel ground of the fortress boiled in the phosphorous fire and poisonous gas, turning into a bubbling asphalt swamp.

"give me back!"

Each syllable was accompanied by the crisp sound of a crackling shell. Ross's long tail suddenly split. One of them entangled the steam pipe hanging from the ceiling and flung him towards the Primarch like a bomb. The other two rolled up the scattered wreckage of the chainsaw sword. The high-speed rotating teeth drew scarlet fire rings under the drive of the Son of Om Messiah.

With just one knife, the strange energy called psionic power can break any witchcraft, but Mortarion is no ordinary person. Along with the phosphorescent fire, there are also countless bloodthirsty plants that grow in the wind.

The Great Demon is the Great Demon, and the Primarch is the Primarch after all. Looking at Ross who was chopped into pieces by the bloodthirsty vines, Mortarion pulled out the bone spur that pierced his shoulder armor, waved his phosphorous wings and sprinkled countless poisonous phosphorous fires, preparing to support other battlefields.

But at the moment he took off, an extremely ugly hat suddenly fell on his head, as if it was a signal, and all the intruders in the surrounding Black Watch looked here.

A voice rang in Mortarion's mind. It was Magnus's communication request, but a burst of electromagnetic interference made it difficult for him to hear clearly. What finally appeared was indeed a roar.

"Do you think you can kill me? I am my father's proudest son!"

Along with a dimensional lightning that fell from the sky, Ross, who had been chopped into pieces, recovered again, and this time, the same poisonous phosphorous fire as Mortarion ignited on his body.

Throwing off the helmet that had grown flesh and blood, and looking at the foul psychic energy rising from Ross's body, Mortarion knew without guessing whose power this was. But at this time Mortarion had no time to care, as a full 20 Black Watch had already rushed towards him from the shadows.

Without the psionic corruption, Magnus's intermittent voice finally came from Mortarion's helmet:
"Don't~Che... Kill Blackwatch, they will be resurrected..."

(End of this chapter)