Blacklight, who was approaching Alicia, was still as happy as ever. In order to collect taxes better in the future, Hogg ordered everyone to take the exam.
Staring at the report card, Hogg discovered that the Space Marines of Blackwatch had very good grades. They were especially sensitive to numbers. Even the Imperial Guards were smarter than people in other worlds.
This made Hogg wonder if it was Gene-seed's fault. After all, he himself was the smartest Primarch.
Even Blue Great Bird, who had been staring at this place, was amused by Hogg's idea. He felt that this kid would become a great person and would definitely piss the Accursed to death in the future.
But before he could smile enough, he saw Hogg sliding into the sofa like a lump of liquid, eating snacks and brushing his own Terminal.
This lazy look made Tzeentch see the figure of a fat man in Hogg's body. They were all so weak and rotten, which made Tzeentch very dissatisfied.
What he hates most is the rotten fat man. He, who is known as the God of Change, will never allow the world to remain unchanged, and the power of Nurgle is completely the scene he least wants to see.
Before Tzeentch could come up with a plan to destroy Nurgle's power, Hogg made a new move, which made Tzeentch excited and shouted:
"That's it, don't let laziness obscure your talent! My choice for fun."
A new picture appeared in the crystal ball monitoring Blacklight. Hogg used Terminal to click into a drawing software, drawing something excitedly, and making a disturbing giggle.
Just like Tom is curious about the firecrackers in Jerry's hands, Tzeentch can't stand other people's little secrets. He used his own power to pull into the perspective, and then he saw an incredible scene.
A unique Xenos picture is being drawn bit by bit by Hogg. Even judging from Tzeentch's artistic attainments, it must be said that "the artistic value is very high."
The whole picture is full of interest, every line maintains the golden ratio, and the light, shadow and proportion are just right, so that any creature can feel the beauty of the character and it is astringent but not vulgar.
Blue Great Bird, who was appreciating the pictures, felt that he had been bullied by others, just like his beloved treasure was covered with traces of others. This made Tzeentch, who only played tricks on others, cursed again:
"TMD Slaanesh I knew it was you, but I didn't expect that you ￥%#%￥# would also have a hand here, a filthy, dirty waste addicted to lust..."
The entire Crystal Labyrinth was trembling because of Tzeentch's rage, and countless demons were trembling in fear. They had not seen their master so furious for a long time.
In the corner of Great Library, two ordinary Tzeentch Daemon were sitting together, discussing the difficulties of their demonic births.
A demon who looked like a seagull sighed and said, "Alas! Our life is getting worse and worse. Recently, the master has completely lost his composure. For those who don't know, he thinks Crystal Palace is some kind of dog-headed gladiatorial arena!"
"Shh! Icarus If you don't want to live, don't take me with you. Do you think the dog head side is fine?"
After hearing this, Icarus turned to look at Greater Daemon Plant who spoke. Although he is a practical person among demons, he specializes in mortal affairs and is not very familiar with demons in other fields.
Plant did not tempt him. He made sure there were no demons around and told his friends the information he knew. His potato-shaped face was full of pride.
"I heard that the Greater Daemon under other gods are also having a hard time. Because the group of humans in Realspace are doing Great Crusade, the eyes of the gods are focused on this race.
So without the attention of the gods, do you think the devil's life will be easy? That would be miserable."
"Ah? I thought we were the only ones having a hard time, but it turns out it's like this for everyone."
He gave his friend a look, Plant didn't like others interrupting him, but who knew that the person opposite him was one of his few friends!
"I won't go into detail about the situation here. I believe you are aware of it. 88 Greater Daemons over there have been exiled because they offended Him. This is a situation that has not happened in the past ten thousand years.
Moreover, the irritable adult has recently become obsessed with gambling. He sits on his the Golden Throne holding a piece of glass all day without even thinking about fighting. Do you think this is reasonable?
Their military morale is already unstable! If you want to win the satisfaction of the dog head, you can only go to the real world to earn a virtual currency called "gift", but isn't this an insult to the devil?
Slaanesh was almost there, but I just heard from Chief Dancer that no matter how wonderful his dance was, he could not satisfy the gods, and they also started to popularize some pure lust style.
Brother, that's Slaanesh, who we all call perverted when we see him, do you believe he's playing with pure lust?"
Hearing Slaanesh playing with pure lust, Icarus's head froze. He couldn't think of why such a horrific scene happened, but he knew that if it was true, then the gods must have made some mistake.
"Is there any news from Fatty?"
"It's okay over there, Fatty. After all, Grandfather Nurgle is indeed a good boss. As long as you are willing to accept the terrifying changes, you can have a place in Garden of Nurgle. It's just that Grandfather Nurgle has started cooking recently."
Hearing this, Icarus suddenly realized that he couldn't see through his friend. Why could he know so much inside information? Did he want to trick him?
Seeing that Icarus stopped talking, Plant also saw his thoughts and repeatedly assured that he was not lying, but that he had special information channels.
After repeated questioning by Icarus, Plant revealed his channel. It turned out that he had recently entered a secret society, which was full of failed demons who were dissatisfied with demons.
The composition of this group of failed demons is quite complicated, and there are people from every faction. They can be called the Losers' Alliance version of Warp.
The demons in the alliance huddle together to keep themselves warm, relying on selling information about their own camp in exchange for their own promotions. So far, several Greater Daemon have been produced, and Plant is one of them.
Speaking of this, Plant also expressed his attitude. He wanted to recruit his friends to join the alliance. After all, one more friend in the alliance would provide a way out.
Sure enough, Icarus agreed. He also wanted to be promoted, instead of just being an errand boy with all his strength.
Besides, the current situation is not ideal. The gods are collectively convulsed and they may predict that one day his life will be over. Then wouldn't it be in vain for him to become a devil?
After receiving an agreed reply, Plant left Crystal Palace with his ten thousand year old friend, opened a portal in a hidden corner and walked in.
What caught Icarus's eyes was a noisy factory with countless assembly lines running. As a knowledgeable Tzeentch Daemon, he discovered that this was a small foundry.
Just when he was curious, an infectious voice attracted his attention, and he saw a demon with a skull on his neck standing on a high platform and giving a passionate speech.
The demons in the audience showed their fanatical expressions and shouted, "Princes, generals and ministers would rather have their own kind".
Icarus, who felt something was wrong, wanted to ask Plant what was going on, but the surrounding demons had already surrounded him, and their eyes flashed with strange scarlet light.
Plant, who saw his friend being put on a high platform, muttered something. If you were close, you could hear him saying:
"Live up to the legion's cultivation!"