Warhammer 40K: The Jokester Who Saves the World
Chapter 167

Praise the Great Warmaster!

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Throughout the ages, human beings have been a race with very rich emotions, but now Emperor has too many emotions.

Maybe it was because he was indifferent to Zi Si, or maybe it was Malphite who came over with a dumb look on his face and drooling.

For the first time, Emperor felt that his education might be a bit of a failure, especially when he saw Hogg taking out a camera and taking pictures of himself with a vulgar look on his face. It made him suddenly feel that even the destruction of mankind would be nothing more than this. It was a good thing that he did not choose this traitor to be Warmaster.

But the meaningful look in each Primarch's eyes deeply hurt Emperor's heart, making him want to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

But in order to carry out his plan, Emperor abandoned his face and used a lazy donkey to roll, and rolled Urg to the feet of Primarch with struggling support.

He also took advantage of the situation and placed Power Klaw of Orks on his neck, pretending that he was about to die violently.

Seeing Emperor being so shameless, Hogg also felt that there was no one left, so he kicked Emperor in the butt, but it didn't move.

"(_)"

"(`)"

"Oops! I kicked it wrong and my foot hurts."

Hogg, who was possessed by the drama spirit, also squatted on the ground and rolled around, but he fully demonstrated the calmness and confidence of the older generation of artists, and inadvertently kicked Emperor's butt hard with his flexible body movements.

Perhaps because of the two people's unrestrained behavior, every Primarch caught by Emperor's eyes turned sideways, unwilling to have the slightest entanglement with these two embarrassing guys.

To be honest, after being reminded by Hogg before, everyone understood that Emperor wanted to recommend Warmaster.

But this is really embarrassing. There is no way to fight match-fixing. Even Jonson, who wants to be Warmaster, has no shame to accept such a huge blessing.

Really unable to bear the appearance of this young mother-in-law, Urg directly found Horus who was standing in the front, and bumped into his Power Klaw - dead!

Seeing this scene, Emperor stopped pretending, ripped off Orks's head and threw it into Horus's arms, saying:

"My proud child, thanks to you I can defeat this great enemy of mankind. From now on you will be Imperium's Warmaster."

After finishing speaking, Emperor turned around and picked up Hogg who was still kicking him. He hit him with an old punch. It seemed that he had completely lost his previous weakness and cursed angrily:

"Damn it, it's you, you idiot, who ruined my Sagittarius, please pay me for it!"

And Hogg didn't like him either. He shouted that he was rubbish and that Yellow Weasel was not worthy of being a human being. He also called on several brothers to join him and usurp this guy's position. Everyone took turns being Emperor.

Since Hogg's scolding was really unpleasant, and several Primarch couldn't do such outrageous things as him, they could only find a piece of fairly flat land and sit down.

And then, just like that, watching Emperor and Hogg talking trash to each other and rolling around in the ruins, punching hard to the point of lowering Imperium's lower limit, it was much more exciting than the clumsy scene before.

Looking at the smiling head of Orks in his arms, he shivered when he realized that he had become Horus of Warmaster.

"Hey! This is not the development I want!"

Horus suddenly got what he had been longing for, which didn't make Horus happy. Instead, he felt that his dream had been shattered.

As the sun set, the ruins of Ullanor after the war were full of devastation. After cleaning Orks, all Coalition gathered around.

Then their outlook on life was reshaped, and they saw wonderful sights that they would never see in this life.

Hogg, who was being beaten unilaterally, saw more and more people. He grabbed Emperor's fist and asked in a low voice:

"Old Man Yellow, if you don't think it's embarrassing, I think it's embarrassing. Today is also the day of Coalition's victory. Plus, Horus becomes Warmaster. Please calm down."

"If you are wise, why don't you let me go quickly?"

When he thought that if he didn't say it now, he wouldn't be able to say anything later, Hogg of course refused to let go and immediately put forward his own conditions.

"Old Man Yellow, you hit and scolded me. I don't care about Warmaster, but you must let Malphite become Guardian Beast of the Realm. You also saw it. Without it, Luna would have been finished."

I thought Hogg would be unwilling to do so, but upon hearing that it was just such a small request, Emperor also let go of the hand holding Hogg's hair. The comparison between the two made Emperor feel a little guilty.

With this, the two guys with no limits separated and each dusted themselves off, as if the farce just now was an illusion, Yan Ran looked like a loving father and a filial son.

Everyone present could no longer look directly at the Master of Mankind in their hearts. Even Malphite next to them seemed so loyal.

In this way, in full view of Coalition, Emperor crowned Horus, swearing his identity as Warmaster with a laurel crown.

When Horus became Imperium Warmaster with a blank look on his face, everyone felt bored and dispersed, wanting to return to their respective legions.

But then, Emperor called over Malphite, who was still dazed beside him, and announced his honorary title of the Guardian Beast of the Realm.

This move attracted cheers from all the soldiers, as if Malphite was the protagonist of this coronation ceremony.

"Malphite is what everyone expects!"

"I've known for a long time that this kid is no ordinary beast. I even fought with him!"

Even Rogal Dorn, who was still seriously injured, ran over, looked at his coworker with pride, and wished him to become Imperium's hero.

The stunned Malphite burst out with great pride and roared:

"Live up to the legion's cultivation! I swear to be loyal to Imperium to the death!"

Perhaps the move was so joyful that people ignored one thing and did not remember that there was still a legion that was not present.

Just when everyone was preparing to go home, Guilliman finally broke through the layers of Orks's encirclement, and arrived at Ullanor covered in dust.

Looking at the people laughing and laughing, the Ultramariness who had been working hard for more than a month were confused about the situation, so they grabbed a Blackwatch who was cheering here and started asking.

Looking at Guilliman behind him, Ross did not dare to neglect, and told the story of what had just happened, but Guilliman didn't know that Ross was famous for bragging.

After a set of embellished explanations, Guilliman deeply felt how difficult it was for Coalition to actually repulse an attack worth 300 billion Orks. The results of his own victory over Orks were completely unsatisfactory.

Guilliman squeezed into the crowd and wanted to send blessings, but when he saw the red-skinned Orks standing on the stage, Warmaster Horus was standing next to him like a little guy.

Guilliman felt that he must be too tired and might have seen hallucinations, so he quickly took out Ultramarines Handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his head, but Hogg's wild laughter made him know that this was all true.

"Damn it, I want Macragge back!"

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