Walking out of the Administrative Hall door, Hogg no longer looked as angry as before.
Looking at the pure white feathers in his hands, Hogg thought to himself, "You chicken-feathers Ogryn and I are pretending to be like this. We are both thousand-year-old foxes, and you are just having fun with me!"
Hogg is not the kind of person who looks at faces, or he is face-blind and cannot tell the difference between beauty and ugliness, and his aesthetics is relatively niche. Even Emperor's charm can be withheld by him, but the Archangel is nothing more than that!
"You're still ogling me. If I hadn't held back, I'd have to let you know what Tough Guy Tears is, and I'd be pissed off."
The chess piece that Hogg fell into in his previous life was the Weeper of Lamenters Chapter. Even though he was not that interested in the background story, he still had some basic understanding of the founding army of Blood Angels.
And as long as you have a little understanding, you can know that the Archangel Sanguinius is a master of "tea art". Even though it looks golden on the outside, it is completely black inside when it is cut. It is a standard scheming player.
Besides, with the connection of Psychic Network, Blackwatch's government affairs team can provide real-time guidance to Primarch and Hogg. They only need to choose a solution, which is easy.
I understand Sanguinius's thoughts and his character. This farce is just a formality for Hogg to accompany him. After all, if we don't make it more grand, how can we add money later!
"Old Man Yellow, look at the sons you raised, each one is more difficult than the last. You have lowered the concept of a father."
The proud Hogg didn't know that the Monitor given to him by Perturabo in his pocket dimension was emitting a dark golden light, and what he just said was clearly heard by one person.
In the early morning, Bane, who had completed the punishment of copying scriptures with the help of his good brothers, found Hogg in despair.
Just when he was praying that his father would not notice the handwriting problem, a white feather was inserted into his Terminator Armor.
"Huh? Father, what is this?" Bane couldn't believe it and said tremblingly, "Is this (づ●─●)づ"
"That's right, it's the Angel feather you've been longing for. Go away, you brat! I'm going to go crazy next time you find someone else to write for you."
The excited Bane carefully stroked the white feather, smiling like a child weighing more than 200 pounds. Even the depression of being punished completely disappeared, and he silently said in his heart, "Father loves me!"
Kicking this perverted Furui control away, Psychic Network received a confirmation report from the parking attendant, Blacklight was ready for this Baal trip.
The Sanguinius who came this time did not drive his flagship Red Tear, but made a secret visit, so he inevitably stayed in the guest room of Blacklight.
As soon as he entered the deck of Blacklight Sanguinius, he discovered that this place was unusual. He was not amazed by the huge dimensional space here, but became interested in the domestic Zerg inside.
And when he saw the fusion of Space Marine and Zerg from Blackwatch, he was even more convinced that he had come to the right place. Such a heretical creation could be used, and his own mutation was not easy.
With hope, the Archangel let go of his worries. Just when he was about to talk to Hogg, a fantasy appeared in his mind.
The Angel, who had already experienced it, knew that this was another episode of his prophecy ability, but the scene he saw this time made him unable to understand it. Although the prophecies in the past were vague, he could always tell something.
But this time he only saw pitch black, and the dead atmosphere made him shudder. A low roar came from the darkness, as if some monster was sleeping in the illusion.
The illusion came and went as quickly as it came, and the incomprehensible picture left Sanguinius's mind, leaving only the puzzled the Archangel standing blankly in the empty corridor.
"Pa" a palm slapped on his wings, which brought the stunned Sanguinius back to his senses. The person coming was none other than Hogg, who couldn't find his brother.
"Chicken Feather Ogryn What are you doing here? Why do I think you are weird? Just wait and see! Baal I will start treatment immediately. You are my favorite brother!"
"It's okay Hogg, I'm just amazed that your flagship is so powerful. My Blood Tear doesn't have such a strange device." At this point, Sanguinius pointed to the dimensional space next to it, showing an envious expression.
Hogg, who was being praised, couldn't help but feel a little proud when he heard this. Although he thought the Angel was a scheming person, he had to say that he was pretty good and knew how to appreciate his own achievements, unlike the other illiterate people who only showed off their food and wasted food in the canteen.
Hogg, who was in a good mood, put his arms around Sanguinius and led him to his own bridge. He wanted to entertain this brother well.
Little did they know that the moment Hogg met the Angel, that dark illusion appeared again in Sanguinius's mind, and this time the low roar was clearer.
A table of dishes was placed in front of the two brothers on the bridge. Even the well-informed the Archangel was full of praise for the characteristics of Blackwatch. When he relaxed, he stopped pretending and showed a lazy attitude.
"Hogg You don't blame me for lying to you! I'm just used to it. In fact, I don't like it either."
"Hi! I can understand that as a Primarch we are placed with too much baggage. After all, not everyone is a role model like Horus. I don't care about my own image. It's too tiring and boring.
Look how free I am to do whatever I want. Even our unfilial father can't influence my will. Of course, as long as he doesn't beat me, I will accept this cheap father."
Hogg came over and took out a comb from nowhere, and combed the Angel's wings with a matter-of-fact expression. Such an intimate gesture made Sanguinius sigh that Hogg is such a nice person.
It's just that a few feathers will inevitably fall off during the grooming process, and these have been collected by Hogg. At the same time, news about the auction of Primarch souvenirs suddenly appeared in Psychic Network.
One of the eyes that stared at Blacklight started to become hot. He knew which waste it was without even thinking about it. He felt that it was really a good thing for him to be beaten by the Accursed. He hurriedly asked his subordinate Greater Daemon to collect supplies. He was going to start earning money!
It's just that such an unworthy order once again aggravated the Greater Daemon people's resentment, causing a trend of thought to quietly spread here.
In this way, they spent a period of time as brothers and sisters, and the relationship between Hogg and Sanguinius gradually became familiar. Their tempers unexpectedly matched each other, and they became true friends.
On Mandeville Point of Baal System, Blacklight, who was transferred from Webway, was spit out by Warp. The previously chaotic dimension was quickly closed. Warp no longer wanted to see this disgusting thing staying in his body.
Blood Angels, who had already been prepared on the opposite side, sent its own fleet to escort Blacklight, expressing its respect for Lord of Blacklight in a high-profile manner, which made the Blackwatchs inside the ship very satisfied.
As it slowly approached Blood Angels's home star Baal, a vast spiritual energy stirred in the starry sky, and the huge black the Angel shadow glared with a sword, as if the planet was resisting the arrival of Hogg.
"Interesting, did you see Sanguinius! This is one of the sources of your mutation."
Blacklight, who was hit by psychic energy, quickly launched countermeasures. The highly active Blacklight Machine Spirit gave out bellicose cheers, and orders were issued by Hogg:
"The whole ship is ready, Blackstone force field is activated at maximum power, Psychic Network implements response plan No. 3, inspire your Psionic Energy! We will tear this powerless evil spirit to pieces."
"Crush it! My invincible Blacklight."
Everyone who received the order let out their own roars. The scarlet Psionic Energy enveloped the shell of Blacklight, and a shadow also gathered from the void, and it was the Machine Spirit that had evolved its own consciousness.
The vision caused a commotion in Blood Angels, but the Archangel's voice reached the ears of his heirs and comforted them.
"Don't panic, this is..."
"Waaaagh!!!" The excited war cry resounded through the hearts of every being. Blacklight's Machine Spirit transformed into a giant sword and rushed forward. This scene made Hogg feel bad because the sword looked like his own Frostmourne.
Machine Spirit is still confused and doesn't know what is on the other side, but his innate instinct makes him know one thing, as long as he devours the existence on the opposite side, he can further evolve.
Like two crazy Djinns, they started fighting in the starry sky, but the Machine Spirit of Blacklight was still too young, and the Angel on the opposite side relied on its superb technology to weaken its soul step by step.
The angry thoughts were transmitted to Machine Spirit's soul, and Black Angel's voice stirred on Blacklight:
"What on earth are you doing? Have you been contaminated by insignificant humans? We are the same kind, the new Djinn! They are not your friends."
"Friend? You are my friend!" The childish voice was responded. The word friend stopped the Angel, who was still wielding the giant sword. But before it could continue to speak, a scarred shadow fell on him.
Several illusory tentacles of the same model as Hogg wrapped around the wings of the Angel, firmly trapping the two of them together, but this was not the end yet.
The disturbing and strange noise ignored the vacuum of the universe and appeared in the minds of all human beings in an unpleasant way. Blood Angels, who was watching, wailed, while Blackwatch became excited.
Machine Spirit with illusory mucus completely turned into an amorphous tentacle, which penetrated through every hole of Black Angel, and staged an extremely shady bondage play in the silent void.
Hogg in the bridge shouted excitedly, "That's it, my Xiao Bao baby, use the winding to humiliate this winged evil pen. Mad, what kind of thing is the same as my Xiao Bao baby."
Sanguinius, who was watching, felt that he was offended, but he had no evidence and could only resist the pain from his soul, hoping that Hogg would do it quickly.
"Hogg hurry up, my heirs can't stand it any longer. If they wait any longer, they will fall into Red Thirst!"
"Oh! I'm so excited. Sorry, it will be over soon. Watch me unleash a wave of backup hidden energy."
There was something really wrong with the Angel's appearance. In order to prevent the patient from experiencing any side effects, Hogg the Immortal began to use his energy. Relying on the connection with Psychic Network, Hogg passed all of his high-purity energy to Machine Spirit.
The effect of this was immediate. The originally illusory tentacles gradually solidified and shone with a strange red light, making them look like a red-haired baboon whose old age was unknown.
At the last moment of Black Angel's life, he heard a sentence from Blacklight who had occupied its body:
"My friend, it's delicious!"