Chapter 761: Quack—Endless God of War, come out!
When Political Commissar Yarrick's battle report was thoroughly spread, the battlefield, which should have been extremely tragic, took a sharp turn for the worse. Both aliens and humans found ways to deal with the situation, and even extremely ridiculous and funny scenes occurred.

The first one to react was Sanguinius. He used the Spear of Perfection to force back the dragon that was entangled with him, and then threw away his luxurious animal-hide shoulder pad.

This shoulder pad has been with the Archangel for thousands of years. It can be seen on every sculpture in the empire and has become a symbol of the Archangel. Its value cannot be measured in money.

As the shoulder pad fell, the originally extremely crazy evil dragon suddenly stopped working. The pupils of its 111 magic eyes dilated, and it flapped its wings and pounced towards the treasure.

As if to prove his legitimacy, a large number of black watch faces appeared around him, howling loudly: "I found this!"

One treasure alone could not satisfy the Black Watch's appetite. After obtaining the fur mantle, the Undying Dragon flapped its wings again and swooped down at the archangel, with scarlet rays in its mouth ready to be fired.

Ready to go…

Ready to go…

If this scene were painted into a scroll, everyone would surely praise the majestic heroism of the archangel and the hideousness of the immortal dragon. Maybe it could even be hung in the palace together with the famous painting "Guilliman Rush to the Rescue of Holy Terra" for future generations to admire.

But at this moment, Sanguinius's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he put on the same "wise" expression as Hogg usually did. His face was gloomy and uncertain, switching back and forth between collapse and tension. Finally, he cursed in a low voice: "Why don't I feel strange at all?"

It's no wonder that the archangel couldn't hold it back, because 12 seconds ago, the evil dragon in front of him was already ready to go, and it was still ready to go. The angel even wondered if the high-energy rays in its mouth would blow off its head?

Raising his right hand, Sanguinius took out two gold dog coins, which made a crisp sound when they collided. It was the smell of pure gold, a symbol of wealth, and could be used to buy 300 servings of the expensive snack called "Coconut Heart Cake" in Alicia's shop.

Madness and instinct were fighting each other. As Sanguinius' arms swung, the evil dragon's head also flew up and down. Half of its eyes looked at the holy blood jar on the angel's waist, and the other half stared at the two gold dog coins.

But the confusion soon disappeared because the archangel stretched out his hand and signaled the evil dragon to take the gold coins in his hand.

"Is this really for me?"

Driven by instinct, the evil dragon gave up struggling and uttered his first words with the dozens of ferocious mouths on his body.

"That's right, but I only have two gold coins. You have so many kowtows. Who should I give them to? Hogg is my brother. I must give the gold coins to his proudest offspring."

With a strange sound that made people physically uncomfortable, the wriggling tumor on the dragon's back suddenly split open, and thirty-three necks emerged like snakes shedding their skin. Without exception, all of them had flattering expressions on their faces as they looked at Saint Gilles' palm.

"Give it to me. The treasures of heaven and earth belong to the virtuous, and I happen to be the son that father is most proud of!"

"Shut up, I am my father's proudest son. I am from the third term of the Catachan training camp. Get out of here, you rookie. I am a veteran."

"Shut the fuck up, I'm the commander of the 17th Company, I have a higher rank than any of you, you should give it to me."

More and more heads began to quarrel, and the Black Watch, which was supposed to become the dragon after fusion, had splits. In the rebirth and reorganization, they declared that they were their father's proudest offspring and fought for the control of this powerful body.

Seeing that the time had come, the archangel no longer waited and threw the two gold coins in his hands with force, which was seen by the many heads.

With an explosion, the Undying Dragon split instantly, and dozens of Black Watch waved their deformed bodies and pounced on the two gold dog coins.

Looking at those deformed monsters that were still fighting even after falling to the surface, the already exhausted Sanguinius finally got a chance to catch his breath, but he knew that this would not delay for long. Now the only thing he regretted was that he did not bring more money before coming.

The Archangel was not the only one who had the same idea. There were also Angron and Curze who came together because of the pursuit of the Aberration. In the previous battle, the World Eaters had thrown out all the Extermination Orders in stock.

However, neither the whirlwind torpedoes nor the virus bombs could cause effective damage to Blackwatch. The only thing they could destroy was the friendly positions. After discovering that nuclear bombs could also replenish Blackwatch's energy, Angron even removed the Extermination Order launch button on his own ship and led the legion to support the fortress.

They also thought of the Archangel's method, but the problem was that the Archangel had only one opponent, while Curze and Angron had three thousand opponents.

There were too many people and too little porridge. Curze's guards had already taken out the explosive bombs from the magazines and threw them out, hoping to delay Blackwatch's attack for a short time.

"No, brother. If we keep going like this, we will run out of ammunition before we break out of the encirclement."

"How should I know? Who told you not to bring something with you in advance? It's really unlucky to follow you. More than 3000 aberrations surrounded the 20 of us. Hurry up and throw away the valuables. I only have one power claw left."

After saying that, Koz began to frantically dig into his dimensional pocket, not caring what was inside, and threw out handfuls of things. But soon a pair of big hands held him down and motioned Koz to look over there.

"Brother, what did you just throw?"

"what? What?"

Looking at the Black Watch that was caught up in the scramble, through the gap, Koz saw the looted items and said casually, "These are the Eldar photos I collected... Wait, I think I figured out how to break out.

Shit, they have turned into monsters, how can they still be so lustful? They really deserve to be my good brothers. Come with me and break through!"

With the sky full of clouds, two tall figures led a team of Space Marines to escape for their lives, but as the clouds were blown into the sky by the heat wave, all the Black Watch who witnessed it all ran towards this side.

Such scenes happen all the time. Faced with life-and-death threats, the coalition forces have come up with all kinds of countermeasures. The wealthy contribute money, the strong contribute their strength, or a gold coin, or a fine weapon. Some people even contribute the Silicone Emperor that they bought at a high price.

And this was just a small fight. After throwing away the last can of Titanium, the Dark Tide team finally waited for the rescue of the Death Mark Shooter, and then... they found that it was daybreak!
A huge light like the shining of a star illuminated the void. Seven, who was overturned by the air wave, rolled into the dimensional space. In the last second before the space closed, he saw a huge ship named Phalanx crashing into the earth.

Cadia was gone. With the Phalanx's shocking collision, the fortress, which had already exposed its star core, was instantly shattered, forming a giant garbage dump surrounding the Eye of Terror.

On the bridge of the Eternal Crusade, Dorn, who had already retreated, looked out the porthole at the giant cemetery on fire. Sure enough, when the ashes were rekindled, the Black Watch was resurrected once again, but this time they did not expand outward, but plunged into the garbage dump formed by the Phalanx.

"The entire army retreats and holds the second line of defense."

"Also, get that fucking cat kid Guilliman back here. It's time to show off the financial power of the 500 worlds of Ultramar."

"Then father, should we inform the other primarchs?"

Dorn said nothing, just looking at the group of Black Watch frantically picking up trash on the ruins of their own Phalanx. His heart was bleeding, but he still gave an answer:
"Notify everyone, and send someone to print 100 tons of the map for me. As for the candidate, let's use the emperor's! I hope father won't mind."

Of course the Emperor wouldn't mind. If the problem could be solved by selling something, he would be more excited than anyone else. Ever since he chopped the sofa into pieces, the Emperor had attracted all of Hogg's hatred. If the four vendors hadn't shared the burden, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

Looking at the crazy beast that was biting Nurgle and gnawing at it wildly, and then glancing at Khorne whose leg was broken, the Emperor knew that he had to save that piece of trash.

"Tzeentch, what the hell are you doing? Hurry up!" For the first time, the Emperor hoped that Tzeentch could take on the responsibility alone, but the problem was that the Lord of Change was even worse than the Kobolds. Every attack from Hogg would cause him to be contaminated by psionic energy, with red and blue spots on his body.

The most important thing is that Hogg is not vulnerable to spell damage at all. The only way to hold him back is to fight him in close combat. But are you kidding me by asking you to fight Hogg in close combat?

There is no need to say much about the power of the Five Gods, but they are all in the field of psychic power, and Hogg has maximum resistance, and is a pure numerical monster. No power of laws can take effect on him, and you can't recover health as fast as he can when you hit him with a knife.

And if you want to run, you can't, because there is no concept of time in the subspace. Since the moment Hogg became a god, he has completely polluted the Sea of ​​Souls. Mobilizing the energy of the subspace will result in a mouthful of psionic shit.

Tzeentch looked at his arm that had been torn off, and for the first time he wished he could take a beating like the kobold.

As for Slaanesh, there was no need to count on him. He was the first to be knocked down. He was physically skinned and flayed by Hogg. The legs of Khorne's lackeys were broken by the snake-skin whip.

Slaanesh is lying in wait, Tzeentch is useless, Nurgle is being caught by Hogg and being gnawed like a pig, and Khorne, the only one who can fight against him, has also had his legs broken.

"I have an idea. Since we can't win in a one-on-one fight, let's combine forces. You hold Hogg back, and I'll wake him up!"

Everyone knows the principle of "the lips and the teeth are interdependent". If Hogg is really allowed to eat as much as he wants, not to mention humans, everyone will be corrupted by the mutants and become food for his promotion again.

The Emperor's voice rang in the minds of the four gods. Even the fat Nurgle being bitten by Hogg turned his head and looked at the big golden guy.

"Yellow skin, are you crazy?"

"No, I'm not crazy! Kobold, your dog emperor is dead. He is not the Hogg we remember at all. He is just a hungry beast that we raised."

"He will not bring changes to you, Tzeentch, nor will he use the forbidden life experiment to please Nurgle, nor will he stay in the Six Rings Silver Palace for ten thousand years...

Fuck, I don't agree with this marriage.

In short, this is not my rebellious son. It will only digest us like food. Our Hogg is in its body. I must find a way to pull him back."

"Help!"

When the emperor said this, winning or losing no longer mattered, and both of them smiled with satisfaction.

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

Four gazes met with each other, and endless divine power gathered at one point, all rushing towards the Lord of Humanity who was standing with a sword in hand. In an instant, the emperor who had integrated the power of the four gods expanded instantly.

This time he really fought for his life. The snake tail replaced the legs, the dog head replaced the Emperor's head, the red and blue arms burned with flames and thunder, and even the Zhengyi armor on the chest cracked into a hideous mouth, providing life protection for the Emperor, or rather, for the Horror Gennas.

"Gua——Endless God of War, come out!"

A roar tore through the galaxy and shattered the psionic crystals that filled the sea of ​​soul. Space began to fold, time began to solidify, and in the gap between time and space, the ultimate colorful giant holding the Emperor's Sword stood there with the sword in his hand.

In just a moment, the scene in front of Perturabo changed abruptly. The coalition forces that were supposed to resist the aberrations in the warp were kicked out of the Sea of ​​Souls, leaving only two beasts fighting in the last arena.

Picking up a piece of paper and looking at the rather heretical and blasphemous painting on it, Perturabo subconsciously folded it in half and put it into the compartment of his armor.

"Retreat, we need to join the main force. Call the ship for me and have them send someone to pick us up."

Petrabo can retreat, but the Emperor cannot. The gods born from the Warp will not die, but that does not mean they cannot be distorted.

As the wounds accumulated, the supposedly illusory subspace entities began to condense, and were then reversely contaminated by the psionic energy on them.

This pollution will be shared. The Emperor doesn't know how long these four pieces of trash can last, but it will always be a tug-of-war in which one side gains while the other loses. The longer it drags on, the more problems will arise.

But now that things have come to this, he has no other choice but to hope to awaken Hogg's self-awareness and bring his dog son back.

As a golden light shot out, the Emperor's soul sank into Hogg's body. Hogg, who had realized the danger, began to struggle, but the Four Gods would not allow him to do so. An Emperor's sword burning with seven-color rainbow light attacked him.

"Evil beast, your opponent is us.

For love and peace, for life and wisdom, give us your death!"

Through the paper-thin dimensional barrier, the coalition forces saw the evil god complex fighting passionately with the mad beast, with red, green, blue, purple and gold, the five-colored divine light shining against each other.

If you remove the huge dog head with a red scarf, the purple snake tail that is obviously not human, and the hideous giant mouth in the middle that is dirty and worried, then at this moment, the complex in front of you is like a great god of war fighting for all living beings.

There was a hint of weirdness in the normality, and a hint of passion in the weirdness. Dorn felt that this world had become insane in a way he could never imagine.

At the same time, the emperor opened his eyes again and came to Hogg's consciousness space.

Looking at the bustling crowd, the Emperor found himself in a city. There was no hive city, no pollution. It was different from any other world in the Empire.

The sun in the sky radiates light and heat. Through the stars, the Emperor knows where he is. This is Terra 39000 years ago, or the Earth in Hogg's mind.

Just as the Emperor was observing his surroundings, several shrill whistles sounded from behind him, accompanied by an angry curse:

"You're looking for death! What kind of idiot is standing in the middle of the street? Didn't your mother teach you to walk on the sidewalk? Don't think I won't scold you just because you're pretty."

"Oh, dear, don't bother with her. She doesn't look like a serious person."

Dodging the speeding car, the Emperor watched the two men who made him uncomfortable drive away. His primary goal now was to find Hogg, but before that, he was more curious about what image he had in Hogg's consciousness.

Through the shop display cabinets on the street, the emperor saw his current appearance.

The person in the mirror was tall, with healthy wheat-colored skin under a black long skirt. Next to her two long furry ears, a golden laurel wreath held her long black hair. Although she had a cold expression, there was an indescribable contrast with the long furry tail extending from the bottom of her skirt.

"Oh! Why am I not surprised at all?"

(End of this chapter)