The demons in the factory were jubilant, as if everything was full of vitality and competing, which fully illustrates the meaning of the chaotic dancing of the demons.
But Hogg on the stage felt that the atmosphere was not enough, and urged Psionic Energy to disrupt the devil's sanity and make them even more crazy.
The demon that overdosed on Psionic Energy gradually sprouted ferocious tentacles of flesh and blood, and the flashing Psionic Energy on them emitted different lights depending on the type of demon, just like the colored lights in a bar.
While these demons were getting excited, Hogg grabbed Mengsk who was hiding next to him and asked his most curious question:
"Mengsk, how did you deliver those goods into my ship? As your master, I am very curious!"
Mengsk, who was afraid of being beaten, didn't dare to delay, and quickly told his plan, fearing that Hogg would give him a beating again. At the same time, he sighed in his heart that he was beaten after taking refuge with Hogg, and was also beaten before taking refuge. Wasn't his surrender in vain?
Ignoring Mengsk's psychological activities, Hogg learned about their method based on his description, and this method was surprisingly simple and very consistent with the devil's style.
As pure Warp creatures, demons can appear everywhere in Warp, but they also have to sail like Realspace, and this group of weirdos took advantage of Webway.
Although Webway is internally isolated from Warp, there will always be gaps in the damaged Webway. However, these demons are no longer purebred Warp creatures because they carry Hogg's Psionic Energy.
If in the eyes of purebred demons, Blackwatch is a piece of shit, then these hybrid demons are Splatoons with diarrhea. It can be seen that they are the same kind, but the smell on them is disgusting. (The author's personal experience)
But these hybrids are no longer afraid of the corrosion of Psionic Energy, and have become accustomed to it. They can pass through the damaged gaps and sneak in with the cargo when the Blackwatch transport ship passes by.
And since the homogeneity of Psionic Energy will not attract attention, the remaining fluctuations of Warp will only make people think it is navigation pollution, which is a completely different kind of invisibility.
Hogg, who felt that these demons had great potential, suddenly came up with an idea, why not use them to salvage Warp's lost hulk?
You must know that human Warp has a history of more than 10,000 years of sailing. Maybe there are some good things lost here. You can make a lot of money just by fishing out a few pieces.
The only thing that is hindering this idea now is the number. There are still too few of these strange demons. Even two Greater Daemon are not enough to search. Warp is a mirror image of reality, and it is even more chaotic here.
Thinking of this, Hogg let out a sweet cry, "Stop it, you losers."
Perhaps it was because there were a few Tzeentch Daemons who could use their brains. Hogg's words were easily executed by them. The demons looked at their master and didn't know what she was going to do.
Hogg jumped on the machine tool and shouted:
"If you guys still want to continue to be squeezed out, suppressed, and driven to never-ending work, then let's continue the carnival! You need to talk about power and background when you come out to hang out. Do you guys have any?
And as long as our group grows stronger, these past pains will be trampled under your feet."
The huge bone wings picked up a Bloodthirster like a palm and brought him in front of Hogg. The four-meter-tall Martha vest was almost as high as it, but the devil did not dare to resist in the slightest.
"Were you there when I humiliated Kobold?"
"Yes, I was there, sir, and I said you would definitely come back in lightning!"
"Then do you want to scold Kobold and become a Warp legend and leave your name in history, instead of being an inconspicuous little character?"
Greater Daemon, who is not very smart, does not know what it means to leave a name in history, but its dissatisfaction with Khorne has been drawn out. The thought of insulting the gods it once looked up to makes it excitedly pull its flag.
"Sir, I want to become a legend."
Hogg slapped it and kicked it on the lower body. Hogg did not allow anyone to point a gun at him.
"Louder! I didn't hear you. You should be considered useless for talking so lackadaisically."
The demon Saiban, who was kicked and exploded with a big gun, burst into tears and screamed in grief and anger with his ferocious mouth:
"Ah~ I want to be a legend, and I want to severely humiliate that Kobold!"
"Okay, you are very energetic. From now on, you will be my loser. Don't let me down, red-skinned little thing. I announce that Burning Legion will be established starting today."
Greater Daemon Saiban released his grip on his crotch, and Hogg successively promoted several demons who seemed to be of high quality as the leaders of his strange organization.
Tzeentch Greater Daemon Plant was appointed as the dog-headed strategist of the legion, Slaaneshi Daemon Kavita and Bloodthirster Saiban is responsible for the military force of the legion, and the weakest Mengsk is appointed as the propaganda ambassador by Hogg.
In addition to these special devils, the remaining weirdos were also assigned some positions, highlighting the idea that everyone has an official position and everyone strives to be a good and progressive young man.
And the smart Tzeentch Daemon Plant asked the most important question, "My lord, we are all officials, so who do we command?"
This sentence calmed down the originally excited demons, and they all whispered to each other. Some said that whoever had the upper hand would listen to others based on their strength, and some said that whoever came first based on their seniority would be the boss.
And devils are devils, even if they were brought together because of the infection by Psionic Energy, their chaotic and funny nature was indelible, and the quarrel quickly turned into a fight and chaos.
Hogg, who had laid the groundwork for so much, finally heard what he wanted to hear. After looking at the potato-like Greater Daemon with admiration, he told the trap he had prepared.
"What are you arguing about? You are devils, not three-year-old children. Devils have to do what devils should do. If you don't have any subordinates, let me rob them. When our Burning Legion gets stronger, won't we all have them?"
"Go and kill, Warp is so vast, with countless treasures and power waiting for you.
For the growth of the Burning Legion; for the realization of your little dream; for the sake of making Warp great again, a magnificent expedition will surely begin, and we will surely become the new masters."
First, he consumed a large amount of Psionic Energy, which affected his sanity, and then was stimulated by the pie painted by Hogg. In the end, the demon seemed to have found the meaning of his demonic life.
The illusion of the future has appeared in their eyes. After the failure of the demon life, they relied on the power of the legion to defeat the shackles of the gods, followed their savior to return to the treasure, and that figure was Lord of Blacklight in front of them.
"My Lord, I will live up to your teachings, and the Great Ocean will also become the territory of the Burning Legion, for the Grand Plan!"
Looking at the successfully brainwashed demons below, Hogg immediately sent them out as the vanguard of the Burning Legion, while he himself was stationed in this Daemon World as an alternative Astronomican.
"You four losers, I, Hogg, am here on horseback! Get ready to meet Horus Heresy."