394. Maserati!!!

Maserati!

Kidney deficiency always follows overexertion. Looking at the state of the Khan, he was clearly exhausted, nearing the point of total collapse.

By Hogg's conservative estimate, this kid Khan had been missing for nearly 6,000 years. Even if one calculated it as 3,000 years, at a rate of once a day, he had it worse than Hogg. At least Hogg could rely on his higher-dimensional nature to fight for the initiative, taking a breather every millennium or so.

Watching Lelith pull him into her embrace and rub him vigorously, Hogg finally understood why The One Above was so formidable; the title of Megatron was well-deserved.

At the very least, he had never seen anyone capable of draining a Primarch to such a state. No wonder she could take down the Khan in a single move; perhaps all the life energy of the Puma Yelang was concentrated within her.

In that case, that kid Guilliman should thank him! It was thanks to Hogg's appearance disrupting the future timeline that Yvraine chose Sanguinius instead; otherwise, The Thirteenth Consort would have squeezed the Smurfs into dried husks.

If for no other reason, just looking at the unique little toys scattered around, Hogg was willing to call the Khan the strongest Primarch—a man of true iron bones. If it were him, he wouldn't have been able to withstand such a wide variety of hobbies.

Thinking of this, Hogg suddenly realized something eerie: why were so many Primarchs involved with the Eldar? Truly, public morality was declining, and the atmosphere of Imperium was being corrupted by them. Unlike him, who was single-mindedly devoted to the nation—his loyalty was beyond words!

To retrieve the important assets of Imperium, Hogg felt he had sacrificed too much. Now, he was even getting his face smothered by massive