With a cry, the spirit of the Angel bred on the Baal planet died, but a newborn baby took its first step in this universe.
The body of the Angel that was eroded by Machine Spirit has lost its original appearance. The originally gorgeous black gold armor has turned into layers of chitin carapace, with a strange red light shining in the exposed gaps, and countless mechanical components make up its body.
Even the illusory body has become more solid. The most important thing is that her appearance perfectly conforms to the public's aesthetics. If you look closely, she has a bit of Sanguinius's look.
But with his flowing silver hair and the wise expression on his face, he is undoubtedly the cub of Hogg!
Machine Spirit This picture of a perfect fusion of machinery and flesh-and-blood toys made all the Blackwatchs excited and cheered, "Boss is awesome!" "This must be the power of my father!" "Emperor is just that, he won't abdicate in favor of others."
Some people were happy and some were worried. The Archangel next to Hogg had a depressed look on his face, as if he had lost something extremely important, and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.
This senseless sadness made all Blood Angels burst into tears. Some Space Marine were so sad that they knelt on the ground, muttering that it shouldn't be like this.
Cheers and cries blended together, and the violent soul fluctuations set off a huge tide in Warp, attracting the attention of many demons.
But when they saw the terrifying tentacle shadow of Hogg, these chaotic guys hesitated. They just came here to see if they could make some extra money, but they didn't want to lose their lives!
Even for a devil who does all kinds of evil, being swallowed by a bunch of terrifying and weird tentacles is no less than swimming in a cesspool. This way of death is so shameful that even if it is known for ten thousand years, it will not be able to raise its head.
And don't look at the face of the monk or the face of the Buddha. The One Above is the chosen one appointed by the gods. These little trash who are not even Greater Daemon slipped away.
It's just that they weren't the only ones attracted to Soul Tide. A group of demons with cool hairstyles also came here on a ship. This group of weirdos was Burning Legion's troops.
Demon Mengsk, who was exploring the situation from the Veil's side, exclaimed:
"Look, this is the Lord of Blacklight we believe in. Just the ship he rides on can have the possibility of becoming a god. This must be the power of Lord of Blacklight!"
Mengsk's exclamation attracted the attention of other Burning Legion members. Saiban, who used to be Bloodthirster, saw Machine Spirit's appearance directly aroused his fighting spirit, "What a powerful aura, this must be an excellent opponent!"
Coincidentally, when the demons saw this scene, they completely strengthened their faith and started the self-strategy that every believer would do. As their "Longchang Enlightenment", the Psionic Energy on their body became larger and larger.
"Ah~~~~No, Master Hogg"
A gasp broke the silence, and the former Slaaneshi Daemon Kavita, the Four Heavenly Kings, collapsed on the deck. An unknown pink liquid flowed out from under her body and wet the deck.
This scene caused other demons to flee for fear of being splashed by the strange liquid, but the demons who were busy avoiding discovered that Kavita on the ground had changed.
The raging Psionic Energy devoured her body, and the weird limbs of each Slaaneshi Daemon began to melt. After a while, Kavita turned into a giant flesh-and-blood egg that shone with scarlet light.
Immediately after the eggshell shattered, a coquettish and tall figure stepped out, with shimmering silver hair scattered in front of her, just covering up a little bit of cherry red, and a flexible long tail swaying behind her, perfectly blending the essence of seduction and purity.
"Pure?" The dumbfounded Greater Daemon Saiban gave himself a hard slap, "The Great Ocean, my God! Slaaneshi Daemon actually makes the devil feel pure. I must have met C'tan."
"No, why did you get promoted to Greater Daemon? Kavita? You were obviously just a piece of trash that could be killed by a handful!"
Kavita, who was promoted to Greater Daemon and reborn, smiled sweetly and said, "Brainless fool, this is my reward for my loyalty to my master. Don't you know that loyalty is the best reward?"
"Moreover, I have gained the same power as my master." Kavita, who became the winner of the demon birth, pulled out a long bone whip from the void, and the high-purity Psionic Energy attached to it shone with scarlet electric light.
Such a powerful proof dumbfounded the other demons, and a few quick-thinking guys started praying on the spot. Even Khorne Daemons, who could only think of hacking and slashing, also doubted whether the devil could gain the power of his master.
Unaware of the miracle he had caused on a whim, Hogg had more important things to do at this time.
Blacklight, who evolved from a Machine Spirit into a ship girl, still doesn't have a name, which makes it difficult to name the abandoned Hogg, and this new soul is still asking questions repeatedly in his mind.
Just when Hogg was sweating profusely, Sanguinius, who was beside him, gave Hogg an inspiration. He silently said in his heart, "This is the reward he deserves", and then said the name.
"Saint Celena, my child, this is your name!"
After hearing Hogg say her name, the Angel, the machine transformed into Saint Celena, incited her two pairs of steel wings and slowly flew towards Blacklight.
Seeing this scene, Blood Angels cried again, transforming into a real sufferer. Tears spurted out like a faucet, and the huge sense of loss actually offset their bloodthirsty impulse.
Even Sanguinius couldn't help crying, "Obviously I was the one who came first, you must be happy! ε=(#>д<)"
He kicked the Archangel, who was hurting the scenery, and let the loser who disturbed his reunion with his children go away. Hogg continued to call for his baby.
Saint Celena is worthy of being a sophisticated ship. It can also run very fast in space and plunge into the huge hull of Blacklight.
Immediately afterwards, a joyful consciousness was linked to Psychic Network of Blackwatch, and the image of his own machine the Angel was also generated in the illusory sea of consciousness, attracting everyone to watch.
Perhaps because it was born out of Psionic Energy, Saint Celena easily gained the favor of all Blackwatch, and also took over some of the permissions of Psychic Network and became the administrator.
"Hogg, I seem to have become different!" A crisp electronic female voice expressed her doubts.
"Can this be the same! You have become a new individual now, kid. In the future, you can become a gangster like me and blow everything up,"
"Well, I want to be the most powerful ship, and I want to blow up everything. But I feel so tired, I need to take a nap first Hogg."
Saint Celena, who was still speaking just now, fell silent. Hogg could feel that she was very tired. Having broken through the physical shackles, she needed rest to stabilize herself.
Hogg, who smiled like an aunt, was imagining the wonderful scene where he would summon the ship girl to destroy everything in the future, but was ruined by a howl.
When I turned my head, I saw the sad the Angel huddled in the corner, crying in grievance like a Gretchin, and staring at the deck of Blacklight with a particularly idiotic look.
Hogg felt a chill and hurriedly pulled him up. He didn't want his ship to be touched by an idiot, and now the ship has become a ship girl. This is a crime!
"Papa papa", three slaps successfully woke up Sanguinius. The Archangel, who was confused, looked at Hogg with slap marks on his face, as if to say why did you hit me.
"I want to beat you! You don't know how disgusting you looked just now. I even doubted that you were going to do something disgusting to my boat.
Isn't that just killing a spirit body in your hometown? How sad are you! Isn't there a white psychic thing still alive? People can survive with only one kidney, but you can't."
Hogg, who got the advantage and behaved well, asked the Angel again, but when he thought about it carefully, it was really the case. The loss of Black Angel would do more good than harm to his legion.
And because of the transaction I made, letting Hogg solve it is the best answer. This way, it can stop Red Thirst without breaching the contract, which is perfect.
But even after thinking clearly, Sanguinius still felt a burst of sadness in his heart. This is a manifestation of a soul that is detached from emotions. Perhaps only time can eliminate this problem.
"Thank you brother, you have given me such a big job right now. I┭┮┭┮ don't know what to say. I will have to rely on you to solve the mutation next time."
"Easy to talk about, which one of us will follow who? Your business is my business. Brother, I have to reattach your broken leg, otherwise I will be embarrassed when I ask for it."
Hogg, with a wicked smile on his face, spoke high-sounding words, but his hands were very dishonest. He used a bottle he got from somewhere and slapped it on the Angel's face, collecting tears.
"Be normal, Hogg. I'm starting to miss the time when you were pretending. Can't you understand how I feel now?"
Seal the mouth of the bottle and carefully put away the Angel's tears. Hogg said matter-of-factly:
"This is how I am originally. If you don't believe it, you can ask Mortarion, Magnus, or other brothers. I have always been the same on the outside. I am a role model with a kind heart and a beautiful appearance!
Besides, my Blacklight has become a sperm, and it's too late for me to be happy. Why should I cry? Unless Old Man Yellow beats me up now, I won't be able to cry anymore."
"And who dares to attack me in my territory? Who has the courage?"
Hogg, who looked arrogant, started to get excited, but he didn't know that the Angel was winking at him crazily, just when he was about to curse Emperor with a few bad words.
A palm composed of golden light pressed on his head, causing his soul to escape.
"Σ(っ°Д°;)っ Old Man Yellow, when did you come?"
I find 3k per chapter is more comfortable to write